Chapter 4 Old Xu Head

Although Lin Hong has been here several times, he is not very familiar with Lao Xu and has never talked to him before. In addition, Lin Hong has been used to being laughed at since he was a child, and he instinctively has a sense of fear of strangers, so when Lao Xu appeared behind him, he quickly said his purpose of coming here for fear that he would misunderstand that he was here to steal something.

"Are you the boy of the Changming family?"

"Yes, my father's name is Lin Changming, and my name is Lin Hong."

Lin Hong's chicken nodded vigorously like a rice peck.

Old Xu nodded and said, "Show me something."

"Well, here you are."

Old Xu took the scrap iron in Lin Hong's hand, took it a little, and then looked at Lin Hong with inquiring eyes and said:

"Fifty cents."

Lin Hong nodded again. Although he did not know how Lao Xu calculated the value of this scrap iron, the number was the same as what his father said, and naturally it could not be wrong.

After getting Lin Hong's approval, Lao Xutou threw the iron into a corner of the shed. Then he removed the greasy gloves in his right hand, took out 50 cents from his pocket and handed it to Lin Hong.

"Thank you, Grandpa Xu!"

Lin Hong thanked him politely. Although I was a little happy, I was not as excited as before.

"Hehe, you're welcome. This is an equal deal."

Seeing that Lin Hong was very polite, Lao Xu smiled kindly and explained like this.

With that, he put on his gloves again, walked to the back of the canvas shed, and began to continue what he had done before.

Seeing the other party smiling, Lin Hong was not so nervous. He did not leave immediately, but looked at the magazine on the ground reluctantly, and then followed Lao Xu's head. Seeing that the other party began to do things, he did not make a sound, but just looked around.

Old Xu saw this and didn't say anything. He did his own thing.

He slowly unfolded a bundle of messy and dirty cables, and then circled them in circles on a round pole until the cable reached the end, and then found the other one, clamped it with the vise, and then continued to circle until the four-meter-long wooden pole was all The cable is entangled.

Then, he pulled out the wooden pole in the middle, and the crisscrossed cable became a whole round, neat cable.

Finally, Lao Xu tied the cable to a wooden stake and began to pull it straight with the other end. After straightening, the whole cable is more than ten meters long. Old Xu connected the final cable to the two vertical wooden poles in the yard.

Lin Hong found that in the middle of the yard, there were many such wooden poles, which were hung with all kinds of wire threads, and some were even intertwined to form a fishing net-like thing.

"Grandpa Xu, what are you doing?"

When Lin Hong saw that Lao Xu had finished his work, he finally couldn't help asking.

"Ha ha, I'm making an antenna."

Maybe he successfully completed the matter at hand. Old Xu's mood was relatively high, and he was very happy.

"Antenna?"

This is a new word that Lin Hong has never heard of. Although he doesn't understand it, it feels like it is very powerful.

"Lin Hong, let's go. Grandpa will take you to open your eyes."

Old Xu waved his hand to Lin Hong, and then before Lin Hong could react, he turned to his home and threw the gloves in his hand on a chair next to him.

When Lin Hong heard Lao Xu's words, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. Originally, he was worried that Grandpa Xu would be very unfriendly to him like others, but he didn't expect that the opposite. The other party was not only willing to talk to him, but also opened his eyes.

This couldn't help but move him inexplicably.

Lin Hong seems to be dull and stupid, but his mind is very precocious. Especially after his head becomes more and more useful, he gradually has some vague understanding of the worldly wisdom that only adults can understand.

Lin Hong followed Lao Xutou with excitement and entered Lao Xutou's home for the first time.

The structure of the houses in the countryside is similar. They are basically single-family houses, with a lobby in the middle. Most of the rooms are centered on the lobby and are on both sides. The number of rooms varies according to the population and economic situation.

Lin Hong finally came to the left room of Lao Xu's house.

After Lao Xu opened the door, Lin Hong found that his room was much larger than he thought, almost twice the size of his house, but because it was full of things, it seemed to be more crowded.

Since Lin Hong had opened his eyes in the yard before, he was not surprised to see these things in the room, but he was just a little surprised.

At the window of the room, there is a huge table full of all kinds of unknown tools and equipment. Lin Hong is still young and doesn't know these things at all, but vaguely feels that those things must be very precious.

On the left side of the table, there is a very strange wooden box with many dense buttons and knobs. At the top of the box, there is also a small square box, which is inlaid with a black prototype.

Old Xu went to the window, opened the window for ventilation, and then sat down in front of the strange wooden box.

Lin Hong also walked aside and asked the second question.

"Grandpa, what is this?"

"Hey hey, this is Grandpa's baby. This is called a radio station, which was made by Grandpa himself.

"Radio station?"

Lin Hong was stunned and couldn't help thinking of the magazine he had seen before.

Lao Xu stopped talking and directly dialed a button on the box panel. Suddenly, Lin Hong was surprised to find that there was a familiar hoarse voice in the square wooden box at the top.

"Is this a radio?"

Lin Hong's face showed surprise. He remembered clearly that the sound of the small radio his mother bought for him was like this.

When Lao Xu heard his words, he said funnyly, "This is not comparable to those toys. This is a real radio station."

After saying that, he realized that his words were a little superfluous. Can he understand what he said to a few-year-old child? As far as the current situation is concerned, no one can be found in the whole Black Rock Village to communicate with him. The child can know that the radio is already very good.

Today, he finally set up the antenna he designed. He was very happy, so he invited Lin Hong to come in to visit his achievements, but it was a little Meng Lang.

Thinking of this, Lao Xu turned his head to Lin Hong and said, "Lin Hong, don't tell me about grandpa, don't even your father. Can you promise grandpa?"

Lin Hong was a little hesitant when he heard the words. His father was the person he trusted the most, and he couldn't even tell him, which made him very difficult.

"If you don't tell anyone, Grandpa will allow you to come here often in the future. How about that?"

Seeing this, Old Xu quickly threw out the bait.

"Good!" Lin Hong immediately nodded when he heard the words, "Since a man's words are hard to chase, let's high-five and swear!"

After saying that, he stretched out his little palm.

This is the plot he saw in villain books and literary works. Those men in the book, once they high-five and swear, they will keep their promises no matter what.

Old Xu was slightly stunned, and then nodded seriously and said, "Okay, high-five is a swear."

"Bang!"

The crisp applause sounded, and the old and the young reached a gentleman's agreement.

Then, Lao Xu began to keep rotating the knobs on the radio panel and adjusting the parameters. Soon the harsh noise in the speaker turned into a pleasant announcer's voice.

"Good afternoon, listeners, welcome to the Voice of China..."

Received the program!

Lin Hong looked at the big guy in front of him with envy, and couldn't help thinking of his little radio.

"Although Grandpa Xu's 'radio' sounds better than mine, it's a little too big after all. My radio is better." Lin Hong thought so in the bottom of his heart.

Old Xu still did not stop, but continued to adjust the button. The sound in the speaker changed again, and this time it became a foreigner's voice.

""ThisistheBBCnewsateighto'clockonSunday..."

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

Soon, the sound in the speaker changed again and became "squeaky" in Japanese. This time, Lin Hong heard it clearly. After all, the village often reflects anti-Japanese movies, and he still has some impression of the Japanese style.

Old Xu had a smile on his face. Lin Hong didn't know the deep information implied in it, but he knew it well. After his redesigned antenna worked, the range of receiving radio stations has been greatly expanded.

After the freshness at the beginning, Lin Hong felt a little bored.

After all, he is still a child. He knows nothing about what Lao Xu's behavior and doesn't understand the content of the speaker. Although he knows that the equipment called "radio station" by Lao Xu's head must be very powerful, it is too complicated for him now.

So, he began to re-examine Lao Xu's room curiously.

He found that on the right side of the workbench, there was a large piece of black cloth hanging, covering the whole wall, which made people feel a little reverie: what is behind the black cloth?

At this moment, a light wind blew in from the window, blowing up the corner of the black cloth, revealing the tip of the iceberg.

Lin Hong's eyes suddenly lit up.