"Zhenguo, what's in such a big cardboard box?”
Third Uncle saw Yang Zhenguo carrying a large cardboard box into the courtyard house and pushed his glasses up as he asked curiously.
"Television."
Yang Zhenguo didn't hide it either.
"Television? Aiyo!"
Yan Bugui was tying the fishing hook when he heard that Yang Zhenguo had bought a television. He shook the fishing hook and hung it on his finger.
The hook's upside down sting pierced into his fingers, causing him to scream in pain.
Yang Zhenguo looked at Yan Bugui in surprise. Why are you so excited about me buying a television?
However, Yang Zhenguo ignored Yan Bugui.
He carried the television home and installed the antenna.
He found a bamboo pole in the house and fixed the TV antenna on it. The bamboo pole was inserted into the roof.
Soon, the television showed a clear picture.
The news that Yang Zhenguo had bought a TV set spread like wildfire, and soon, more than a dozen families in the courtyard house found out.
At this time, no one in the courtyard house had bought a television.
Xu Damao could afford Yi Zhonghai.
But they didn't have TV or plane tickets.
It was useless even if he could afford it!
Jia Zhangshi's triangular eyes stared viciously in the direction of Yang Zhenguo and cursed,"Yang Zhenguo, this evil person! You killed my son, Dongxu. He wouldn't pay a single cent! He has never helped our Jia family. He spent hundreds of yuan on the TV and didn't even give us a single cent!”
"Grandma, I want to watch TV!"
When the stick reporter heard the sound of the television, he began to clamor to watch television.
Little Dang also wanted to see the locust flowers. They didn't dare to say anything and only knew how to cry.
Yi Zhonghai sighed." Yang Zhenguo is too much. If he has that spare money, he should help the Jia family." Although Dongxu's death was not directly related to Yang Zhenguo, they lived in the same courtyard, and distant relatives were not as good as neighbors. The Jia family was in such a difficult situation, yet they didn't know how to help.”
Second Uncle Liu Hai was at home.
Liu Haizhong kept a small radio in his pocket like a treasure.
Only his eldest son, Liu Guangqi, could touch this radio.
If his second son, Liu Guangtian, and youngest son, Liu Guangfu, dared to touch his precious radio, they would be beaten up.
"Yang Zhenguo bought a television? Where did he get the TV tickets? He must have bought his plane ticket from Pigeon Market. No, I have to discuss it with Old Yi."
Liu Haizhong's radio could only listen to sound, but Yang Zhenguo's TV set was better than his.
Liu Haizhong was not convinced.
He loved to prank people.
Moreover, Liu Haizhong had an ulterior motive. He wanted to use Yi Zhonghai's name to confiscate Yang Zhenguo's television.
He wanted to buy the television at a low price.
Therefore, Liu Haizhong went to find Yi Zhonghai.
"Old Yi, even you and I aren't qualified to get the TV tickets. How did Yang Zhenguo, a Level 4 Electrician, get the TV tickets? I think it was probably bought from the pigeon market. We have to ask about this."
Yi Zhonghai had long been unhappy with Yang Zhenguo.
Ever since Qin Huiru's man, Jia Dongxu, was electrocuted to death, Yi Zhonghai had mobilized everyone in the courtyard house to help the Jia family.
Every family in the Siheyuan had more or less helped the Jia family, but Yang Zhenguo had not given the Jia family a single cent!
This was too much!
"Old Liu, you're right." Yi Zhonghai frowned. Yang Zhenguo didn't care about Huai Ru's feelings when he bought the television. Although Yang Zhenguo wasn't directly responsible for Dong Xu's death, if Dong Xu hadn't gotten his electrical bag, Dong Xu wouldn't have been electrocuted to death.”
"That's right. Yang Zhenguo did this without caring about the feelings of others. I think we should confiscate his television. Otherwise, Qin Huairu's mother-in-law would definitely cause trouble.”
Liu Haizhong nodded in agreement.
"Old Yi, go and call Old Yan. The three of us will go to Yang Zhen's country together.”
Yan Bugui was very smart, he didn't want to take the initiative.
He also knew that Jia Dongxu's death had nothing to do with Yang Zhenguo, so he made an excuse that he wasn't feeling well.
"Old Yan is a sly one. Old Yi, if he didn't want to come, then so be it. The two of us can go."
Yi Zhonghai nodded in agreement, and the two of them went to Yang Zhen's country.
Yang Zhenguo set up the television antenna, pulled up the image, and began to cook.
The TV was playing the movie Heroes 'Children.
Yang Zhenguo was busy in the kitchen.
He didn't need to cook many dishes to eat alone. There was still a cabbage and a handful of vermicelli in the kitchen.
I'll make pork stewed vermicelli.
A piece of toot was worth two taels.
It was stewed with cabbage and vermicelli.
The fragrance could be smelled throughout the entire courtyard.
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