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    That night, the Feng family tried out the washing machine in their yard. The machine was easy to use. You washed clothes in one bucket and dried them in another bucket. It didn't matter if there was no faucet at home. You just put a few buckets of water in it.  To pour, just press the switch.

    The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were very curious about this machine. They kept looking at it and heard the buzzing sound coming from its drum. They were so curious that they couldn't help but put the machine on it.  I opened the lid and took a look, only to find that the clothes in the bucket were all twisted into a ball and spinning around.

    Mrs. Feng put the lid back on and said with some amazement: "This foreigner is so awesome. He can actually produce such a machine. Did you see it? It rotates with great force. It can definitely clean the clothes. That's right."  This soap powder is very rare. What should we do if it is used up in the future? We must save some."

    Su Wan comforted her and said, "Didn't Dad buy a box of washing powder from the south? It should last a long time, right?"

    They were talking here, and Old Man Feng was sitting outside the main room listening to the radio. The voice on the radio was chirping as if he was talking to birds. Old Man Feng was holding a small notebook in his hand, and he was reading from it very clumsily. He was so eager to learn.  The elementary school student was so good that he didn't even hear what the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were saying.

    Mengmeng also moved a small stool and sat on the edge, holding her chin with her two small hands, looking at the radio for a while and her grandfather for a while, her big eyes were very smart.

    Mrs. Feng laughed out loud when she saw it. She walked over and patted her old man on the shoulder and said, "Come to your senses, old man, you said you are already a very old man, why are you still learning all this English?"  Do you still want to go abroad?"

    Old man Feng put down his notebook and took a sip of water before saying: "Even if I don't go abroad, foreigners will still come to us. Look how many foreigners have come this year? Not even a single person in our village can speak English.  No, when our hotel opens, what should we do if foreigners come to stay? We can¡¯t compete with others. They won¡¯t understand. Not only do I have to learn, but you also have to learn when you have free time.  First, a kid like Mengmeng should start learning from an early age. From now on, she will have to take care of the hotel business. How can she do it if she doesn't understand English?"

    Mrs. Feng also felt that this was indeed the case, but she still said with some embarrassment: "The truth is this. Foreigners often come to the canteen to buy things from me. I can't understand what they say. It's really inconvenient, but I  You are already very old, and you still can¡¯t understand it no matter how hard you learn. Mengmeng can learn it well, and all the little kids in our family have to learn it.¡±

    Su Wan admires her parents-in-law very much. Although they are older, their knowledge is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Primary school teachers like her have never thought about learning English. Her father-in-law is already ahead of others.  .

    As the daughter-in-law of the family and the mother of several children, she could not lag behind, so she took the initiative to stand up and said: "Dad, Mom, I did learn a little English before, but I forgot about it after a long time. I heard  Primary school students in Shanghai start learning it in the third grade. In our provincial capital, they can¡¯t learn it until the first grade of junior high school. Junior high schools in the communes don¡¯t have this course yet, but I guess it will soon. When it comes to learning English, the younger the better.  I¡¯ll learn it on my own first, and then I¡¯ll teach a few kids after I¡¯ve learned it.¡±

    Old man Feng said happily: "This is the best. Reform and opening up means opening up to let foreigners come in. How can we do it if we don't understand English? Old lady, don't be afraid of difficulties. Let's live and learn."  You see, I have learned one thing now. Hello, this is to say hello to foreigners. It is quite simple. I will teach you when I have learned it. We are not going to be translators. We only need to be able to speak a few words and settle accounts.  ¡±

    From that day on, people in Lao Feng¡¯s family began to learn English, first from the adults, then to the little kids at home, and later Brother Rui also joined in. Every day they could hear the chirping coming from the yard.  The people in the village were very surprised by his English voice, and they couldn't help but mutter. Of course, this was all a later story.

    At this moment, the villagers were all curious about the new goods from Lao Feng's family. Early the next morning, they had no intention of going to the fields and going to sea. They all wandered in the alley at the entrance of the village, waiting until Lao Zhang's clothing store opened first.  They all rushed in to take a look. There were so many new styles of fashionable clothes. They were really beautiful. The villagers liked them immediately. If they wanted to say what they loved to buy when they got rich, of course it was clothes. Look.  It's tangible, and it looks decent when you wear it. Not to mention it's more respectable. Many people have already made plans in their hearts to buy clothes here.

    When they entered Lao Feng¡¯s canteen, the group was even more shocked and dumbfounded. Look what they saw.  The most fashionable Hong Kong celebrity posters, each one is bigger than a wall calendar, stacked up to form one base of what kind of starsIt's not that easy anymore. I have no choice but to spend money to sell some food and drinks from the canteen, such as iced drinks, sodas and snacks. Mrs. Feng sells them to both young and old these days.

    When the villagers learned it one after another, they no longer had the opportunity to record videos for free. They felt itchy in their hearts. How could they break dance without a disco? They had to buy the portable recorder.  When I came back, I had to bring several tapes with me.

    Most of the villagers either couldn't afford it or thought the tape recorder was too expensive. Who told them to love break dancing? They gritted their teeth and decided to buy it, especially when they saw that other people had bought it. If they didn't buy it at home, then tell them.  How shameless, it must be there, even if no conditions are created, it must be there. Those villagers who have no money at home should work harder to entertain a few more tourists, and sell some of their own watermelons, and they will almost have the money.  , happily took the tape recorder home.

    Ever since they got this tape recorder, the villagers have been obsessed with it. They break dance whenever they have free time. Not satisfied with dancing in their own yards, they have to go to the village's grain drying field to dance with everyone else.  , it¡¯s lively when there are many people.

    So the new tourists saw this magical scene. Look at these villagers. They were dressed so fashionably, with straight-leg pants and bat shirts. There was a tape recorder beside them, and they were dancing so enthusiastically.  They are like crazy people. The more people watch them, the more energetic they become. They can do any move for you. Some people even invented new tricks. They can even break dance by carrying the hoes and brooms from home on their bodies.  Come on, don't mention how fresh it is.

    Not to mention, this break dance has magical power. Soon the tourists were also infected. They learned break dance from the villagers and spread it to the provincial capital. More and more people fell in love with it.  To dance this dance, they need a disco. This is how the canteen business came about. Even people from several communes nearby went to the canteen in Taoyuan Village to buy recorders and tapes, which made Mrs. Feng very happy.  For a big business, you can only make a lot of money.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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