"What's wrong with you two?"
Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ask, seeing her two little brothers looking as wilted as eggplants hit by frost.
Su Jianwu pouted, "The family next door in the village, Wang Erzi, bought a radio. After school, all the classmates went to his house to listen to storytelling. We wanted to go too, but Wang Erzi mocked us for being poor and didn't let us listen."
"People need face, just like trees need bark. If they don't let you listen, then don't. Look at you two acting so hopeless."
Liu Cuilan had the look of someone lamenting wasted potential.
"But we want to listen, almost all our classmates have heard it, except us."
Su Jianwen chimed in, "They're telling 'Water Margin' these days, and there are said to be 108 heroes in it, really exciting stuff."
"Mom, can we buy a radio too?"
All of a sudden, Su Jianwu looked at Liu Cuilan with bright eyes, filled with longing.
