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  Although Lin Hong had been here several times, he was not very familiar with Old Xu. He had never spoken to him before. Moreover, Lin Hong had been ridiculed since childhood and had an innate fear of strangers. So when Old Xu appeared behind him, he hastily explained his purpose for coming here, fearing that he would misunderstand him as a thief.

  "Is he Changmings kid?"

  "Yes, my fathers name is Lin Changming, and Im Lin Hong."

  Lin Hong nodded vigorously like a little chicken pecking at rice.

  Old Xu nodded and said: "Let me take a look at it."

  "Here you go."

  Old Xu took the scrap iron from Lin Hongs hand, weighed it slightly, and then looked at Lin Hong with inquiring eyes:

  "Five cents."

  Lin Hong nodded again. Although he wasnt clear how Old Xu had calculated the value of this piece of scrap iron, the amount was the same as what his father had said, so it naturally wouldnt be wrong.

  Old Xu threw the iron block into a corner of the shed after getting Lin Hongs consent. Then he took off his greasy right-hand glove, pulled out 50 cents from his pocket and handed it to Lin Hong.

  "Thank you, Uncle Xue!"

  Lin Hong politely expressed his gratitude. Although he was somewhat pleased in his heart, he was no longer as excited as before.

  "Hehe, no need to thank me, its an equal transaction."

  Lin Hong was very polite, and Old Xus face broke into a benevolent smile as he began to explain.

  He put his gloves back on and walked behind the canvas tent, continuing what he had been doing before.

  When he saw the other party smile, Lin Hongs heart was not so tense. He didnt leave immediately, but instead looked at the magazine on the ground with some reluctance, and then followed Old Xus head from behind. Seeing that the other party had started doing things, he didnt make a sound, but just stood by and watched.

  Old Xu saw this and didnt say anything either, doing his own thing.

  He slowly unfolded a bundle of tangled, dirty electrical wires, then wound them around a circular rod with force, one circle after another, until the end of the wire was reached. Then he found another one, clamped it with pliers and continued to wind until more than four meters long wooden pole was wrapped with wires.

  Then he pulled out the middle wooden stick, and the tangled electric wires suddenly became a whole root wrapped around in circles, neat and tidy.

  Finally, Old Xu tied the cable to a wooden stake and started pulling the other end straight. After straightening it out, the entire cable was over ten meters long. Old Xu connected the final cable to two vertical wooden poles in the yard.

  Lin Hong found that in the middle of the courtyard, there were many such wooden poles, with all sorts of metal wires hanging from them, some even intersecting and weaving together to form a net-like thing.

  "Grandpa Xú, what are you doing?"

  Lin Hong saw Lao Xu finish his work and finally couldnt help but ask.

  "Hehe, Im making an antenna."

  Maybe having smoothly finished what he was doing, Old Xus mood was quite high and he was very happy.

  "Antenna?"

  This is a new term that Lin Hong has never heard of before. Although he doesnt understand it, he feels like it sounds very powerful.

  "Lin Hong, lets go, grandpa will take you on a trip to broaden your horizons."

  Old Xu nodded at Lin Hong and waved his hand, then turned around and walked towards his own home without waiting for Lin Hongs reaction. As he walked, he threw the gloves in his hand onto a chair on the side.

  Lin Hong heard Old Xus words and was overjoyed, originally he was still worried that this Uncle Xu would be unfriendly to him like others, but unexpectedly the opposite was true, not only was he willing to talk to himself, but also took him "to broaden his horizons".

  This couldnt help but move him inexplicably.

  Lin Hong looks silly, but his thoughts are very mature, especially after his brain becomes more useful, he has a vague understanding of the human emotions and worldly affairs that only adults can understand.

  Lin Hong followed Old Xus back with an excited heart, entering Old Xus home for the first time.

  The structure of rural houses is roughly the same, basically all are independent, with a large hall in the middle, and most rooms are centered around the main hall, lined up on both sides. The number of rooms varies depending on the population and economic conditions.

  Lin Hong finally arrived at the left room of Old Xus house.

  After Old Xu opened the door, Lin Hongcai found that his room was much larger than he had imagined, almost twice as large as their own home, but because it was filled with things, it seemed more crowded.

  As Lin Hong had already opened his eyes in the courtyard before, he didnt feel much surprise when he saw these things in the room, only a little astonishment.

  There was a large desk by the window, covered with all sorts of unfamiliar tools and equipment. Lin Hong was still young and didnt recognize any of these things, but he had a vague feeling that they must be extremely valuable.

  On the left side of the table, there was a very strange wooden box with many dense buttons and knobs on it. On top of the box, there was also a small square box embedded with a black prototype thing inside.

  Old Xu walked over to the window and opened it for some fresh air, then sat down in front of that strange wooden box.

  Lin Hongye walked over and asked a second question.

  "Grandpa, what is this?"

  "Heh heh, this is Grandpas treasure. This is called a wireless radio, and it was made by Grandpa himself."

  "Wireless radio?"

  Lin Hong was taken aback and couldnt help but think of that magazine he had seen before.

  Old Xu didnt say another word, and directly pressed a button on the panel of a trunk. Suddenly, Lin Hong was shocked to find that a familiar hoarse voice came out from the square wooden box above for an instant.

  "Is this a radio?"

  Lin Hongs face showed a look of surprise, he remembered very clearly that the sound emitted by the small radio his mother had bought for him at the beginning was just like this.

  Old Xu heard his words and said with a smile: "This is not comparable to those toys, this is the real radio."

  Only after he finished speaking did he realize that his words were somewhat superfluous, and with a child of just a few years old, could he understand? Under the current circumstances, not a single person in the entire Black Rock Village can be found to communicate with him. Its already quite impressive that this kid knows what a radio is.

  Today, he finally completed the construction of his own designed antenna. Overjoyed, he invited Lin Hong to come and see his achievement, but it was a bit reckless.

  Old Xu turned his head and said to Lin Hong: "Lin Hong, dont tell anyone about Grandpas affairs, not even your father. Can you promise Grandpa?"

  Lin Hong heard some hesitation, his father was the most trusted person, even he couldnt tell him, which made him very difficult.

  "If you dont tell anyone else, Grandpa will let you come here and play often, how about that?"

  Old Xu hastily threw out the bait.

  "Good!" Lin Hong heard and immediately nodded, "A great mans word is like a runaway horse, well make a pact with a handshake oath!"

  After finishing speaking, he stretched out his small palm.

  This is what he saw in the plots of novels and literary works, where those men who made a vow by slapping their palms would keep their promises no matter what.

  Old Xu nodded slightly, then very seriously nodded and said: "Good, lets make a pact."

  "Bang!"

  A crisp slap echoed, and the old and young reached a gentlemans agreement.

  Then Old Xu began to continuously turn the knobs on the radio panel, adjusting parameters, and soon the noise from the speaker became a pleasant broadcast voice.

  "Good afternoon, dear listeners, welcome to China National Radio, Voice of China..."

  Got the program!

  Lin Hong looked at the big guy in front of him with some envy, and couldnt help but think of his own small radio.

  "Although Grandpa Xus radio sounds better than mine, its still too big after all. My radio is the best." Lin Hong thought to himself. Sunday......

  Lin Hong felt very strange when he heard such a foreign language for the first time.

  Soon, the voice in the speaker changed again and turned into "gibberish" Japanese. This time Lin Hong heard it clearly, after all, there were often anti-Japanese themed movies reflected in the village, and he still had some impression of that style of Japanese.

  Old Xus face revealed a smile, Lin Hong was unclear about the deep information hidden in it, but he himself knew it like the back of his hand. After his redesign, the antenna worked and the range of receiving radio signals had been greatly expanded.

  The initial freshness had passed, and Lin Hong felt a bit bored.

  After all, he was still a child and knew nothing about what Old Xu did, nor could he understand the content in the speaker. Although he knew that this device called "wireless radio" by Old Xu must be very powerful, but for him now, it was just too complicated.

  He began to curiously look around and re-examine Old Xus room.

  He found that on the right side of the workbench, a large piece of black cloth was hanging, covering the entire wall, making one wonder: what exactly is behind that black cloth?

  At this moment, a gentle breeze blew in from outside the window, blowing up one corner of the black cloth and revealing a corner of the iceberg inside.

  Lin Hongs eyes lit up instantly.

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