Chapter 76: Did you invent this again? This is China National Radio, where crosstalk is being broadcast. Grandpa and grandma are silent, listening attentively and enjoying it very much. I have to say, there are too few things to entertain yourself these days. With just this radio, Zhou Yimin suspected that his grandparents could listen to it from morning to night. Moreover, after the news spread, the old men and old ladies in the village would probably gather at his house. Before long, his house would become a gathering place for the elderly. That’s good, this way grandma won’t be bored. Zhou Yimin did not disturb his grandparents from listening to the radio. He started to tinker with the solar stove outside, adding water to the aluminum kettle and putting it on to boil. "Yimin, what's coming?" Not far away, Zhou Zhiming wiped his sweat, stopped and asked. Now, the house has been put up with beams, tiles are being sent to the roof, and others are squatting on the roof to start laying tiles. When laying tiles, you must be careful, if you lay the wrong tile, it will be terrible when it rains.
Of course, there is not much rain in the north, and we are more afraid of snow, as heavy snow can collapse houses. "Solar stove, for boiling water." Zhou Zhiming and others were very surprised, and their eyes were all fixed on the strange solar cooker. "How do we make a fire?" they were puzzled. Zhou Yimin: "You don't need to light a fire. Simply put, it uses the energy of the sun to boil the water. When the sun is strong, don't we feel our skin is hot? That's solar energy. Now, I use this thing to concentrate the solar energy and shine it on the kettle." "is this okay?" Zhou Yimin's explanation was easy to understand, and the farmers probably understood it. However, it just didn't seem very reliable, after all, they had never seen it before. "Everyone will know it soon." Zhou Yimin stopped explaining. seeing is believing! The old man came out at this time, intending to find some old friends from the village to come over, firstly to show off, and secondly to let everyone broaden their horizons. When he saw the solar cooker, he was also full of confusion. In fact, he noticed this strange thing when he just came back, but when he entered the house, he was attracted by the radio. Zhou Yimin spoke a few more words to his grandfather. The old man often tells those young people that he has walked across more bridges than others have walked roads, and has eaten more salt than the young people have eaten rice, and he thinks he is knowledgeable. But at this moment, I also feel that I am ignorant. Can you boil water without burning anything? It sounds incredible. "Yimin, wait a moment, I'll call some people over." said the old man. All right! Zhou Yimin had no choice but to take down the kettle, go back to the kitchen to prepare today's ingredients, and start cooking. Whenever he was at home, he would cook by himself. Grandma and Third Aunt really didn't like to use oil when cooking, and they were not used to it.
Not long after, the old man came with a group of old men and women. Among them is the old branch secretary. Everyone envied Zhou Yimin's grandfather, whose life was getting better and better. He had new clothes to wear, fine grains to eat, a watch to wear, and a flashlight at night. Strictly speaking, the family also had a bicycle, and now they even had a radio. City people are just like this, right? More importantly, the certificate of honor and a newspaper report about his grandson are still hanging on the wall of his home. This is the supreme honor! They are all concentrated in his house. Everyone really suspects that the feng shui of the Zhoujiazhuang ancestral tombs is concentrated in one family. Our ancestors are partial! It should be fair to everyone! "Yimin, come here and teach these country bumpkins some new knowledge." the old man shouted. These guys had been saying that he was bragging all along the way, so he didn't hold back and just called them country bumpkins. Anyway, he was of a higher generation, so it was okay for him to call these guys country bumpkins. Zhou Yimin came out of the kitchen and greeted everyone. Some of the old guys were his "brothers", which was outrageous. "It's not that fast. You have to wait about twenty minutes." Zhou Yimin put the aluminum kettle on. The old man glanced at his watch and said, "I'll calculate the time. OK! Come in and listen to the radio!" Everyone filed in, gathered around the radio, listened to the crosstalk coming from it, and started talking about it in surprise. "Stop making noise!" Zhou Yimin's grandmother glared at them. The room suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked for a place to sit down. Those who couldn't find a place had to stand. What’s the point of standing if you can listen to the radio? After the crosstalk show ended, it was the turn of the opera. Several old men and women joined in the singing, which was very interesting. Nowadays, the radio programs are not very monotonous. There are programs that explain China and foreign countries, as well as programs that explain historical heroes, and you can listen to operas, novels, songs, crosstalk, and even learn foreign languages. The content is actually the same no matter how it changes, it is nothing more than news, entertainment, and learning. Zhou Yimin took out some melon seeds and put them in the middle so that everyone could eat something while listening. "Why are you looking at me? If you want to eat, just take it." Zhou Yimin's grandmother said. The old men and women were all looking at Zhou Yimin’s grandpa and grandma. With these words, they reached out to catch the melon seeds. These days are the real enjoyment. Eating sunflower seeds and listening to the radio, I can only dream about it! Of course, he did not forget to praise Zhou Yimin and said things that Zhou Yimin's grandparents would like to hear. This compliment came from the heart, not just for show. If they had a grandson like Zhou Yimin, they would wake up laughing in their dreams. Even if he was only half as good as Zhou Yimin, they would feel very proud of their ancestors. "More and more villages are following our example and developing riverbeds," the old village chief said to Zhou Yimin. "What's the situation at the commune?" Zhou Yimin asked.
"What else can I say? No one has violated any rules, and no one can predict when water will come to the riverbed that has no water. It is inappropriate to include it in the scope of grain collection. We have to consider the feelings of the people. So now the people in the commune turn a blind eye to it.” The old Party secretary laughed. Zhou Yimin nodded: "That's good!" When he came back today, he found that the vegetable seeds he had sown earlier had sprouted when he passed by. Just then, Zhou Zhiming outside shouted: "Yimin, the water is boiling." A group of people ran out to see. Sure enough, I saw the lid of the aluminum kettle was jumping, and it was obvious that the water inside was bubbling. “It really can boil water.” "This thing should be very expensive, right? Only Yimin can afford it. My uncle is lucky." …… The old man then considered the issue of price and quickly asked his grandson, "Yimin, how much is this? If it's expensive, take it back to the city. There is no shortage of firewood in the village." In his opinion, this kind of "high-tech" product is better to be placed in the city. It is troublesome for his grandson to boil water alone in the city. With this solar cooker, it will be much more convenient. Zhou Yimin smiled and said, "Grandpa, I designed this. The factory didn't charge me any money, and there will be rewards later." The old party secretary and others widened their eyes. You invented this again? Zhou Yimin's grandparents couldn't stop smiling. They thought their grandson was promising and that was better than anything else. "Good! Great!" The old man clapped his hands and was very happy. The other old men and women were so envious that they almost lost their faces. (End of this chapter)