Chapter 4 Playing Hanon on the edge of the kang

"I'll get it done in a while, let your mom wait a little longer." Liu Jianjun said without looking back.

"It's useless to just fiddle with the antenna, you can just fine-tune it." Liu Yufan saw that his father was still persistently fiddling with the round antenna, and couldn't help but say that under the influence of his father for a long time, Liu Yufan also had a little understanding of electrical things.

"This TV is different from ours, there is no fine-tuning." Liu Yufan's father was also a little puzzled when he said this, he has always been very good at fiddling with his own Kai Clicquot brand TV, Hebei Station with the best signal can even be adjusted without a little snowflake, why can't this TV even be fine-tuned? Just fiddling with the direction of the antenna, how to adjust the effect is not very good.

"Why didn't you fine-tune it, it's not here." Liu Yufan stretched out his hand and pressed hard at the bottom of the TV screen to mark the small inverted triangle, and then heard a "click", a small plastic piece about fifteen centimeters long bounced down, revealing rows of buttons.

"Hey, don't move, boy, it's broken! Kindness? Wait a minute! Liu Jianjun saw that his son was so bold, he actually pressed it indiscriminately, and was just about to stop it, who knew that this kid didn't know where to press it, and made a panel that was so hidden so secretly. He didn't find it after looking for a long time just now, and when he saw the inverted triangle sign, he tried to press it, but he was more careful and didn't dare to use so much force, so naturally he didn't find this mechanism.

Liu Yufan just saw what his father's problem was, and it is estimated that he has never seen this kind of hidden panel design, so he didn't find this switch. At that time, black-and-white TVs received analog signals, and the received antenna signals were sometimes slightly different from the frequency set by the preset console switch, so there would be snowflakes on the screen.

Liu Yufan twisted a few times on a fine-tuning switch, the snowflakes on the screen disappeared immediately, the picture of the news broadcast came out, and there was no loud noise in the voice.

Liu Jianjun glanced at Liu Yufan in surprise, and said in his heart, how did this kid find out? I just searched for a long time but I couldn't find it.

The neighbors who were watching the excitement on the side were lively and coaxed one after another.

"Haha, Lao Liu, you still don't follow your son." Liu Yufan's fourth uncle, Liu Jiancheng, laughed.

"This kid has a bit of a brain, Spirit!" The second uncle said approvingly.

"What, blindfolded!" Liu Yufan said "modestly".

Liu Jianjun looked at his son with some puzzlement, and he didn't know how he got married.

"Let's go, Dad, Mom is waiting for us to eat." Liu Yufan did not forget his "task" and reminded him dutifully.

"Oh, okay, go home, go home." After the TV was tuned, Liu Jianjun's task was completed, and he picked up his son and prepared to leave. The fourth uncle's family naturally enthusiastically detained the two of them for dinner, but they didn't keep it, and finally brought Liu Yufan a big bowl of croquettes. There are no good things in rural people, but this simple emotion is something that Liu Yufan has not felt for a long time.

As soon as he returned home and entered the house, Liu Yufan saw that the meal had been set up on the table, the rice was two-rice porridge (rice and millet rice) and corn tortillas, the dishes were sauerkraut powder and fried vegetables, and there were still a few pieces of meat floating in the sauerkraut, but there were more fat and less thin, it was estimated that it was the leftover material when my mother cut the meat, and there were a few small dishes, all of which showed that the family was not rich. Most households in Dazhai Village will only really put delicious food on the table on the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the family will have a good meal of meat.

The TV is broadcasting the news network, Liu Yufan watched it seriously, it is almost the Spring Festival, and the news broadcast is all good news from all over the country, what "the total output value of industry and agriculture in xx province this year has reached xx, an increase of x times compared with last year", "x county vigorously develops x industry, and has embarked on a new path of development" and the like, of course, more people around the country celebrate the Spring Festival in various favorite forms, and the party and state leaders xxx go down to a certain factory or a border post to extend New Year's greetings to xx and the like, There is basically nothing Liu Yufan wants to pay attention to, but he still watches it very seriously. In particular, I am very concerned about the activities of the leaders of the party and the state. Although Liu Yufan loves music, he also cares about politics like many adult men.

"Xiaofan, don't look at it, hurry up and eat, it's all news." Mother Chu Qing saw that her son was watching the news with relish, and shouted a little strangely.

"It's a good thing to watch more news, it's better than watching those martial arts TV series." Liu Jianjun has no opinion on his son's preference for watching the news, but when he saw the meal on the table, he still said: "Eat first, and watch while eating." ”

"Dad, eating while watching is not good for digestion." Liu Yufan saw that the news was over, returned to the dining table with a smile, took a sip of the porridge, and then took a bite of a piece of corn tortilla and chewed it with relish.

"Hmm, it's delicious." The cornmeal in this year is also pure natural green food, except for the application of some farm fertilizer, basically no chemical fertilizers and pesticides have been used, and the taste is not generally good, at least Liu Yufan thinks that it is much stronger than the corn tortillas made in those restaurants that are mixed with half of the white flour and put white sugar, and after eating two bites, Liu Yufan praised it.

"Brother, what do you mean by digestion?" Liu Xiaoran asked curiously, and at the same time stretched out his chopsticks and threw a large piece of fat into his mouth and chewed it with relish.

"It is that the food is melted by gastric acid in your stomach, and then decomposed into the water and nutrients required by the body through gastrointestinal peristalsis, and then absorbed by the body, just like the fatty meat you eat, it contains too much fat, it is not easy to digest, be careful to eat into a little chubby girl!" Liu Yufan teased her.

"Really?" After listening to her brother's words, the little girl, who was only in the second grade of primary school, became a little worried, looked at the meat in the bowl and swallowed her saliva, looking like she wanted to eat but didn't dare to eat it, and Liu Yufan laughed.

"Say nothing, don't listen to your brother, meat has the most nutrients, eat more to gain weight." Chu Qing glared at his son dissatisfied, and then took a piece of meat and put it in his daughter's bowl.

Although his mother's words were said inadvertently, Liu Yufan's heart was gloomy, watching his sister chew the fat slices with only a small strip of lean meat hanging on them so fragrantly, if it weren't for the fact that there was no chance to eat meat at all, how could this be! Thinking of this, Liu Yufan's heart was sour, and he suddenly felt that in addition to music, there are many important things in life, such as responsibility.

"You kid knows a lot." Liu Yufan's father nodded and said when he heard his son's theory just now.

"Hehe, it's all from the books." Liu Yufan put aside what he was thinking and said while eating.

"Well, it's a good thing to read more extracurricular books, but you still have to focus on the main subject, your final exam results this time are not as good as the midterm exam, the whole grade has fallen to the top 30, and you will be promoted to junior high school in half a year, such results are not good! If you can't get into Shuangshanzi Middle School, see how I clean you up! By the way, how is the winter vacation homework written? Liu Yufan's father asked.

"It's almost written." Liu Yufan didn't know where he had written, so he made it up casually.

"Write it carefully, I want to check it before school starts!" Liu Yufan's father said seriously.

"Oh, I see." Liu Yufan responded, continued to bite the corn tortilla, and ate the sauerkraut happily.

"Okay, okay, don't talk to your children about this during meals." Chu Qing interrupted Liu Jianjun's words, looked at Liu Yufan's eating image, a smile appeared on his face, and he took a piece of meat and put it in his bowl.

"Mom, I don't like to eat fatty meat." Looking at the fat of the white flowers, Liu Yufan frowned.

"Just your mouth! By the way, I almost forgot. Mother Chu Qing said, got up and walked outside the house, and after a while, a plate came, Liu Yufan took a look, it was a plate of dismantled meat, although it was not much, but it was torn from the big bones, and it was fragrant to eat with soy sauce.

"Eat! It's all skinny. Chu Qing poured some soy sauce and sprinkled some minced garlic on it, and Liu Yufan's father saw this hard dish and immediately said, "Yo, this good dish can be a little wine." As he spoke, he picked up the plastic bucket in the corner, took the small glass on the cabinet, and poured half a cup.

"What are you doing with that, save that little wine for thirty." Although Chu Qing said this, she didn't really stop her husband, it's almost the New Year, just drink some.

"Hey, just have a drink." Liu Jianjun said with a smile, then took a small sip beautifully, picked up a piece of broken flesh and chewed it.

Liu Yufan also took a few pieces, although it was okay to eat, but it didn't feel as delicious as the cornmeal tortillas he just ate. Although Liu Yufan didn't mix well in his previous life, he didn't have a cold to those big fish and meat for a long time, and after drinking the porridge in the bowl, Liu Yufan wiped his mouth and said, "I'm done." ”

"That's all, eat more." Mother Chu Qing looked at her son and only took a few chopsticks of meat, and said in her heart What happened to this kid today, he usually has to have some meat in the dish, and he has to turn the dish over a few times before he stops, but today he only ate so many pieces, it's really strange!

"If you don't eat, you don't eat, it's not good to eat too much at night, it affects your sleep." Liu Yufan said with a smile.

"Where are so many exquisite, nonsense!" Mother Chu Qing said.

After eating, Liu Yufan sat on the kang and pulled his schoolbag, took out a Chinese book and read it, turned a few pages and threw it aside, and his fingers began to tap the edge of the kang rhythmically. Without a piano, Liu Yufan used this smooth kang edge to play Hanon.

No way, I don't have a piano at hand, so it's good to exercise my fingers.

The family didn't notice Liu Yufan's somewhat strange behavior, probably they thought it was a child who was active.

Hanon Practice Fingering, a book that cannot be skipped by anyone from piano beginners to masters. At the beginning of the volume, the author of the book wrote: "If you play this book for an hour every day, you will eventually find that all the technical difficulties of the piano will magically disappear." ”

Liu Yufan just flicked to the third one, "Smack!" The knock at the door interrupted his practice. Wang Xiaoyong ran in from outside the door first, followed by five or six people, and as soon as he entered the door, he brought in a breath of cold air.

"Xiaofan, will you go according to the family?" Wang Xiaoyong held a four-section flashlight in his hand and shouted excitedly at Liu Yufan.

"Oh, my mother, you can really do it (zuo, read it), don't break our pigsty." Looking at these troublemakers, the old mother Chu Qing said loudly and dissatisfiedly.

"Zhaojia Bird" is also one of the favorite games of boys in Dazhai Village in winter. Dazhai Village is a typical northern rural village, and it is particularly cold in winter. The house finch is the sparrow belongs to the resident bird, and generally loves to stay in the corn stalk and straw pile in the countryside at night, use a flashlight to find them in the firewood cracks, and then catch them with their hands, and catch them tied to the woolen thread and carry them to play.

"Okay", Liu Yufan hasn't played this kind of game for a long time, and now he can feel it again, so he naturally agreed.

"Be careful, don't climb too high, hear it." My mother told me uneasily.

"Got it." Liu Yufan said while picking up the flashlight on the cabinet, and these boys couldn't wait, and ran out with Liu Yufan in their arms.

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