Chapter 11 Radio Search

Lin Hong stood in a three-body style for a day during the day, and at the end of the day, he felt pain all over.

dragging his tired body, he came home and saw his father cooking, so he said hello and lay down **.

This is the first time he feels so tired. After standing for a day, it's like running more than a dozen laps around the car and wood factory, and his muscles are sore all over.

However, despite being so tired, he still couldn't sleep. So he closed his eyes and didn't want to think about anything in his head. After a short rest, he got up.

"Dad, I'm going to sleep at Grandpa Xu's house today to help him keep the night."

While eating, Lin Hong said to his father.

Lin Changming put the only poached egg in the bowl into his son's bowl and nodded:

"Yes. Old Xu came to tell me today. At night, remember to lock the doors and windows. If a stranger calls the door, don't open the door anyway, okay?

"Well, I know!" Lin Hong divided the poached egg into two halves with chopsticks, and then took half of it to his father. "Dad, we are half each."

Seeing this, Lin Changming showed a gratifying smile on his face. He rubbed his son's head:

"All right, you can eat by yourself."

He saw his son's recent changes and was very happy in his heart.

Since he ran diligently to Lao Xu's head, he found that his son had become more cheerful than before, and his grades in school had also begun to improve. He no longer handed in blank papers as before, and did not listen to the class at all. Lin Changming attributed these regrettable changes to Lao Xu's benign influence on his son, so he was very grateful to Lao Xu.

Lin Hong no longer insists. He was originally a big eater and usually didn't have enough to eat at all. Although the old hen at home often laid eggs, he was sold by his father more often, so he could not often eat eggs.

After dinner, Lin Hong remembered what happened during the day today and hesitated again and again. He still said:

"Dad, I worshipped Grandpa Sun from the next village as my master today."

Lin Changming was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and he couldn't help but stop when he heard his son's words.

"Did you worship the teacher?"

Lin Changming's face became serious. At the same time, he also felt very strange. Who would take his son as an apprentice?

In the countryside, the more traditional behavior of "becoming a teacher" is still relatively popular. Whether it is handicrafts, service or entertainment, this kind of professional folklore has always existed. Of course, there are also some in big cities, but now it is becoming rare.

is different from entering the school for unified learning. It is still taught one-on-one by the master. The traditional master-apprentice relationship is second only to the father-son relationship. Once you learn from a teacher, parents don't even have the right to ask about the relevant content of learning.

"learning from teachers" is a very serious and important thing, so Lin Changming has to take it seriously.

"Xiao Hong, which grandpa is it?"

Lin Hong replied honestly, "Grandpa Sun said his name was Sun Jingtai."

"Is it him?"

Lin Changming couldn't help but be stunned.

Sun Jingtai is the older generation in Shuanghe Village, the next village. Speaking of him, the villagers, who are ten miles away, have to give a thumbs up for their admiration.

Sun Jingtai has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. At the age of 18, he devoted himself to the revolution to participate in the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression. Then he was out of control and followed the army to the north and south of the country. I don't know how many battles he had fought. Later,

After he came back, he kept silent about what had happened before him and began to teach apprentices in the village.

At that time, there were rumors that Sun Jingtai once served in the Central Guard Corps, with the rank of major general, specializing in protecting the bosses of the central government.

There are also rumors that he is only a small role in the army. Later, he offended others and couldn't make do with it, so he sued his hometown.

Of course, there are other strange rumors, such as some people who even said that he did not become a soldier at all, but a bandit.

However, Governor Liu Qingyuan once visited Sun Jingtai once. After being rejected by him, all the unfavorable rumors disappeared. The whole Dongling City knew that there was an old man named Sun Jingtai in Shuanghe Village who was so awesome that even the governor dared to show his face.

However, it has been a long time since that incident, and now there are relatively few people who know it. Sun Jingtai is known more because he is a master of Xingyi boxing. Although he did not make it clear that he opened a museum to teach apprentices, he has accepted several very powerful disciples, except for one of whom has always been with him. Several other disciples are getting along well outside.

In a word, Sun Jingtai is a very awesome figure, and such a person actually took his son as an apprentice, which made Lin Changming very confused and surprised at the same time.

So he asked about the detailed process of Lin Hong's worship, and Lin Hong said helplessly:

"Today, I went to Grandpa Xu's house. Grandpa Xu went out on business, and he came to play chess with Grandpa Xu again. Seeing that no one played chess with him, he insisted on pulling me to play with him. I said that I would not, but he insisted on teaching me, and told me that if I won, he would teach me kung fu... Later, I played three games with him, and he lost, so he kept the agreement and accepted me as a recorded disciple.

After Lin Changming listened to his son's words, there was a black line.

He could hardly imagine the situation at that time. His son became such a confused disciple of the other party, which made him laugh and cry.

Originally, he wanted to lead his son and bring something to the door for a formal visit, but now after listening to Lin Hong's words, he is a little uncertain. After all, this is Lin Hong's side. If the other party is just joking, or Lin Hong misunderstands Sun Jingtai's meaning, he will laugh generously.

Therefore, Lin Changming finally decided to ignore it, let it develop, and simply pretend that he didn't know anything.

Before it was dark, Lin Hong came to the waste collection station early. It's only about one kilometer away from his home, which is very close.

"No one is bothering me now, right?"

Lin Hong's heart was hot again. He closed the door of the waste acquisition station early, then shrank into Lao Xu's room and sat in front of the radio station with excitement.

"Bang."

He turned on the power switch, and a rustling sound immediately came out of the speaker.

Now he can understand some of the buttons on the radio panel, and he also knows that radio can use FM and AM to search for signals.

Lin Hong slowly turned the two buttons of AM and FM, listening to all kinds of sounds coming from the speaker. After a while, the sweet voice of the announcers of several radio stations in the province clearly came out of the speaker. However, he did not stop. This is not the radio he is looking for. He wants to find the same radio that can talk directly with others as last time.

However, the search difficulty of this kind of private radio was far beyond Lin Hong's expectation. He thought he could find such a signal smoothly, but he searched for several hours without even hearing a similar sound.

Without giving up, he simply took off the microphone, pressed the call button, and shouted directly "Hey, does anyone hear you?" for a long time, but no one responded.

Where on earth is the problem?

Lin Hong couldn't help but be a little anxious. He randomly twisted the FM and amplitude knobs on the panel, trying to take a chance, but the final result still disappointed him. What kept coming out of the speaker was still the irritating "slir" noise.

Lin Hong took several deep breaths and told himself not to be in a hurry.

Didn't the communication be successfully established that day? As long as you do what you did last time, there will be no problem.

Thinking of this, Lin Hong immediately closed his eyes and tried to recall the picture of the conversation with the Beijinger that day. The clips of the original call kept flashing in my mind, but because I was too excited at that time, I put my mind on the content of the dialogue, and the content on the opposite board was not very impressive.

The picture kept flashing in front of my eyes, again and again, gradually becoming clear from blurry.

In the end, Lin Hong "see" the small LCD screen showing this frequency of 7.0*MHz. He could only "see" the first two clearly. The last one was so vague that he couldn't recall it.

However, Lin Hong was very satisfied with this result. He already knew the reason why he could not receive private radio waves before - the frequency of his previous search band was too low.

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