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Yin Jinghua got the refrigerator, and beckoned the soldiers of the four general rear to rush to Xue Xiang's house, he deliberately did not use a truck to transport it, just to see what sincerity is meant by the stubborn lord of Sijiu City. Yin Jinghua was as enthusiastic as fire, urging the four soldiers to take turns to lift quickly, and as soon as he walked to the entrance of the Tiemen Hutong of Hufang Bridge, he met Chen Fosheng who was in a bad mood and Zhang Fatzi, who was refreshed. He knew Zhang Fatzi, remembered that this guy also toasted himself, inquired about his Lao Tzu's position, and Chen Fosheng next to him also had some impressions, and they also had dinner together that day.

Yin Jinghua was planning to swagger through the market, as long as he met a stubborn master he knew well, and he didn't wait for others to ask, so he took the initiative to tell him where he was going and what he wanted, so as to expand his influence. Clinker, incomplete thinking, the time is too inappropriate, at noon, the stubborn owners are either eating at home, or taking a lunch break, how can they come out for activities. Yin Jinghua walked from his father's office to Hufang Bridge with a big sun on his head, and he didn't meet any of the stubborn masters he knew well, and he was anxious. It's easy to bump into two acquaintances here, regardless of whether one of them is in his thirties, he has already left the team of stubborn masters, as if he is seeing relatives, he takes the hands of the two and begins to tell his glorious history.

Yin Jinghua proudly said his intentions, Chen Fosheng, who was unhappy, suddenly became sunny, and the dead fish face instantly bloomed like a flower, facing Yin Jinghua, crackling, a burst of leakage, and said for a long time, the whole meaning can be summarized into four words "You are late".

Smelling the bad news, Yin Jinghua almost fell headlong, tears flowed on her face like a mourning exam, it was too fucking tragic. He dragged Chen Fosheng's clothes and didn't let them go, full of resentment, and even hated the fat man next to him.

Yin Jinghua was full of anger and couldn't vent it, so he called a few soldiers to smash the refrigerator on the spot. A few warriors are not like him as losers, where are they willing to start, standing in place and looking at each other, they just don't do it. Yin Jinghua was furious, and he was about to end up by himself, but he was pulled by Zhang Fatzi on the side. Zhang Fatzi is trying to find a way to get close to this gang of Yanei, it is a godsend, he grabbed the angry Yin Jinghua, and said softly Since the third brother's family has a refrigerator, of course, your brother's ability is to send TV sets to show your ability, why be angry.

Zhang Fatzi touted Yin Jinghua turned his anger into joy, stroked his palms and sighed, he only thought about which one was easy to give, but he forgot that the more important the gift, the more sincere it was. Yin Jinghua thanked Zhang Fatzi and commanded the four soldiers to carry the refrigerator and return the same way. He kept urging everyone to add, and he followed behind and was tired and sweaty and didn't dare to slack off a little, who knows if someone would take his lead again.

Yin Jinghua turned back to the office and assigned the task of asking for TV to Secretary Liu. Secretary Liu was choked by him, and in order to get this refrigerator, he didn't know how many phone calls he made and how many conditions he promised before he got it. In the blink of an eye, the old hen has to turn into a duck, the refrigerator is still so difficult to get, and the TV is even more difficult. Secretary Liu didn't toss anymore, handed over the key, and said that there is one in your father's lounge, so you have the courage to move it yourself.

Yin Jinghua jumped up and shouted How did I forget this stubble, isn't this riding a donkey to find a donkey. After that, when he opened the door, he rolled up his Lao Tzu's TV set and the red cloth that wrapped the TV set, packed it and took it away. Afterwards, the political commissar of Yin Da learned that his baby TV was moved by his son, and when he returned home, he was furious, and the pots and pans were shattered. Yin Dagongzi couldn't control the old man's anger, as soon as the door was closed, the quilt was pulled, and he hid in a small building to become a unity, taking care of his spring, summer, autumn and winter.

This time, Yin Jinghua stopped showing off, and drove straight to Xue Xiang's home. Seeing Yin Jinghua working so hard, Xue Xiangzi was very emotional, and left him for lunch before sending it out enthusiastically.

Yin Jinghua sent the famous Veuve Clicquot 9-inch full-transistor black-and-white TV, which was a rarity at the time, like owning a luxury yacht. Of course, this metaphor is only a rarity, not a value. You must know that at that time, the price of televisions was far more expensive than refrigerators, and the production was extremely low, and they were also restricted from purchasing, and were only supplied to government agencies, state-owned enterprises, and the military, and it was almost impossible for private individuals to own them. This TV set produced in Pearl City was born in 73 years and can be said to be the most advanced and best quality TV set in China at that time. Although the Republic had its first domestic television set in 58 years, and 143 color television sets were mass-produced in 73 years, so far, there have been many TV brands. However, if the picture is clear and the image is stable, there is no one who is on the right side of this triumphant song. In Xue Xiang's opinion, this TV is extremely simple, with a retractable antenna inserted into the gray iron case, and only two knobs on the nine-inch-wide screen, one for adjusting the frequency and the other for adjusting the channel.

If the refrigerator first enters the house, a few little ones will look east and west, and have fun. And when the TV arrived home, the three little guys stayed still, dumbfounded, is this the legendary baby who will dance and sing? For a long time, the three of them let out a terrible howl at the same time. The little guy jumped up and down happily, using the sand as a trampoline, Xiaowan and Xiaoyi also covered their mouths and giggled, today is really the happiest day they have grown up so big.

The news that Xue Xiang's family had a TV set, and within ten minutes, the entire compound knew about it. The sister-in-law of the east family, the aunt of the west family, the hairy boy, and the leather girl all swarmed in to see the excitement. You know, even at that time, there were few middle- and upper-class families in the capital who had TVs. Everyone may have seen television, but it was only seen in the conference hall when the study meeting was organized collectively, when listening to the instructions of the central government, and there was no chance to even get close to it. At this moment, when I saw the real thing, it was all like a flock of chickens that had seen rice grains and fried nests, and squeezed straight to the middle.

The little guy was afraid that others would break the baby, so he opened his little body and hugged the TV to prevent people from touching it. Xue Xiang also noticed that there were more and more people in the house, and the boys and girls in the yard sang children's songs happily, and their ears were buzzing with sound.

Xue Xiang knew that if he didn't take any more measures, he was afraid that this room would be full. He hurriedly shouted to Kang Tong, Zhu Shijun, and Lei Xiaotian, who had already arrived, to go to the courtyard to resist the table, pull the wires, and move the bench. After a while, the TV in the courtyard was put on, and the onlookers also rushed home to move small benches and large chairs to sit in a circle. Xue Xiang looked back, good guy, forty or fifty people were crowded into a small circle, the needle could not be inserted, and the water could not be splashed in.

Xue Xiang stood in the small circle, turned on the TV, and there was a twist. Everyone sighed, obviously disappointed. Xue Xiang pulled out the antenna, adjusted the channel, and banged, sound, and the painting was out. Xue Xiang debugged it for a while, and it was not bad, and he was able to receive three units.

A melodious and familiar melody sounded "Dongfang Hong, the sun rises, China ......" A melodious and familiar melody sounded, and a stormy applause sounded, and the people all over the yard shouted. The little guy got closer, and kept pulling Xue Xiang who blocked her sight with his little hand, and Kang Tong helped the three of them occupy their seats early, all in the front row. Xue Xiang squatted down and lifted the giggling little guy, sat in her seat, held her in his arms, and watched TV.

To be honest, he watches TV completely for a novelty, and the most important thing is to make the three little ones happy. Sure enough, five minutes later, he lost interest. After watching the Beijing TV station, after a Dongfanghong chorus, the revolutionary Peking Opera "Shajiabang" was performed, first reading a quotation from a great leader, and then a red curtain opened, accompanied by cheerful music, a peasant young man leaned out, and then the courtyard was full of thunder. The eldest sister-in-law and the eldest aunts shouted to catch up with the hairy boy around them, and went back to call their grandparents to come and watch the play. Where are the little ones so easy to be obedient, the usually hairy monkey-like butt has taken root at this time, let you yell, stunned, staring straight at the TV. The adults have no problem, and they are reluctant to miss the show. Standing in the courtyard with a loud voice, he yelled twice, which is considered to have been reported, as for whether he can hear it or not, it doesn't matter, anyway, when he eats at night, you complain, I also have something to say.

The little daughters-in-law and aunts love to watch dramas and talk about the past, and even the little guy, who probably doesn't understand the meaning of the words, watched it with relish, and the fleshy little body twisted around excitedly in Xue Xiang's arms. To be honest, he has experienced the baptism of the colorful and strange Internet, where does he have the heart to appreciate this most humble drama.

The show at this time was not only monotonous, but also extremely stereotypical. A revolutionary drama like this with a story has a status in the hearts of ordinary people no less than the first time boys and girls watched Meteor Garden in 2oo2. However, the boys and girls of "Meteor Garden" are tired of watching it once or twice, while the GM crowd memorizes all the lines and sings the play, and they still never get tired of watching it. In 72 years, only a few revolutionary dramas such as "Outwitting Tiger Mountain", "Surprise Attack on the White Tiger Regiment", "Red Lantern" and so on were produced, and there were no other story programs, and the rest were all learning to sing revolutionary songs, learning to do exercises, news, broadcasting, international current affairs, People's Liberation Army programs, and so on. All of these programs are strict and exemplary, even news programs are no exception, and the news broadcast, which became a household name in later generations, will not be broadcast until two years later.

At this time, not only are there few programs, but even there are few TV stations, and so far, there are only more than 10 stations nationwide. Xue Xiangjia can receive three, Beijing TV, Mingzhu TV, Yangcheng TV, and the rest of Bingcheng TV, Liaoyang TV, etc.

After a performance of "Shajiabang", Xue Xiang turned his head to look back, startled, and a large number of people were pressed in the courtyard. The big tree next to it was occupied by the young people who came later, and a row of tall chairs was stacked on the flower bed not far away, and the chairs were full of people. What's more, I don't know who moved a ladder and landed on the tree closest to the TV, and the long ladder climbed the hairy boy like an ant attacking the city. The nine-inch screen is impossible to support so many people to watch, and it is impossible to see the picture clearly at all if it is far away, I don't know why these guys are still afraid of being so old. It's no wonder that Xue Xiang came from later generations, where could he imagine that people at this time were eager for culture and entertainment. His big tall man was already suffocating on the small bench, and he got up and wanted to go out, but he couldn't move his body at all, and it took a lot of effort to escape from the sea of misery with the little guy who didn't want to give way. As soon as he left, the throne was occupied by those behind him, and then there was a commotion.

It was already dark, and the number of people in the courtyard not only did not decrease in the slightest, but showed signs of increasing. There are many gay men who came to call their mother-in-law to go home and burn the fire, and they were also attracted to stick here and didn't move, and many of them even died on an empty stomach. Some waited for the family to bring the food, some waited for the family to come home for dinner, and some simply brought the whole family a big bowl and water scoop to eat, so as to avoid the pain of going home to add food.

It was so noisy, chaotic, joyful, and lively to see the end of the last program "Revolutionary Literature and Art", and the soldiers and young generals in the courtyard reluctantly collected their troops and went home. At this time, Xue Xiang's plum blossom watch had pointed to one o'clock in the morning, and the little guy had already fallen asleep in his arms, and Xiaowan and Xiaoyi also went back to sleep. Xue Xiang and Kang Tong waited hard for the others to disperse, so that they could close the stalls, close the door, and sleep.

Xue Xiangzheng was sleeping groggily, and suddenly heard someone banging on the door outside the door, dragging his tired body, and when he opened the door, he saw that it was four Mao, Fat Dun, and Huzi Seven or Eight Thirteen or Fourteen-year-old Mao Boys from the same courtyard. Xue Xiang had sleepy eyes and asked them what they were doing.

A few guys said confidently that of course they were watching TV, Xue Xiang woke up and asked them, what time is it, where is the program. Clinker, these hairy boys have already inquired clearly, saying that the first program of the day is the chorus of "Dongfang Hong" at four o'clock in the morning and the program preview of the day's program. Xue Xiang was completely defeated, pointed to the TV in the hall, asked them to move lightly, moved to the courtyard by themselves, returned to the room, and slept with their heads covered.

Just like this for three days, tossing from morning to night, Xue Xiang finally couldn't stand it. Where is this enjoyment, it is completely a sin, and his life is a complete failure, once theory and practice are out of touch, the consequences are extremely severe.

Xue Xiang simply posted a notice at the door, to the effect that in the future, the TV set will be moved to the playground of the compound to broadcast, and it will be broadcast from 6 pm to 10 pm every day, and the holidays will be extended to 12 pm.

After posting the notice, Xue Xiang's house was cleared. Everyone also knows that they are making trouble in other people's houses all day long, and no matter how good the relationship is, I am afraid that it will have to be stiffened, except for a few hairy boys who complained that the time was too short and were suppressed by the elders, everyone was good.

Only the little guy is very dissatisfied, according to her careful plan, of course, the TV is placed in her and her eldest brother's room, and she watches it with her brother and sister at night, why has her own things become common to everyone? The little guy's protest was ineffective, but she didn't make a fuss, and she also knew that many friends were eager to watch TV, and it was a little inappropriate to dominate by herself. After that, the little guy looked forward to the rain in the evening, because only that night could he lie in the arms of his eldest brother and watch TV in the same bed with his brother and sister.

PS: China's first TV station is BJ TV, born in May 1958, the same year on the National Day SH TV station was established, to December 2O, formerly known as H Erbin TV station was launched. On August 15 and January 1 of the following year, G State TV and S Yang TV (that is, the current G Province TV Station and 1 Province TV Station) were launched one after another. These are the first five television stations in the country. By 65 years, there were 12 television stations in China, and there was no increase since then.

In addition, the TV program in the article is the radio station schedule of the year, and the drama is the old film that was stored in the year. If there is any omission, you officials should not investigate deeply.

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