Qin Hao shook his head and ignored him, turned around and went to the kitchen to help Wu Guihua cook.

Around 5:30, the adults from each household returned from work, and the children were called home for dinner one after another. This scene happened to be seen by Qiao Zuwang who was off work.

"What's going on next door? Are you having a feast? So many people are running to their house." Qiao Zuwang said bitterly.

Wei Shuying couldn't help but roll her eyes at her husband: "What are you talking about? Haozi bought a TV and just installed it today. Everyone wants to watch the fun."

In an era when supplies were scarce, there were only two occasions for banquets. One was when a child in the family got married, and the other was when an elderly member of the family passed away, also called weddings and funerals. In addition, there were no banquets for birthdays or housewarmings, because it was not a banquet at all.

Can't afford it.

Qin Hao was only fifteen years old, so it was impossible for him to get married. Qiao Zuwang's explanation was clearly a curse on the Qin family, but Wei Shufen had always been grateful for the care given to her by Wu Guihua's mother and son.

"What? I said you protected them, but you forgot how that little brat beat me. You are really dizzy." Qiao Zuwang stared at his wife and said dissatisfied.

Wei Shuying didn't dare to say anything when she saw this, she just turned her face away and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Qiao Yicheng hummed in his heart: He deserves it.

Qiao Erqiang and the others were busy eating.

Seeing that no one in the family supported him, Qiao Zu became even more angry and felt angry for no apparent reason.

"You bastard, you were bribed by someone with a little favor!"

At this moment, a burst of cheers came from the yard next door.

"Come on, come on, there are images."

"Oh, it's so clear."

Qiao Zuwang thought sourly: It's just a TV, what's so great about it?

Suddenly, a thought came into Qiao Zuwang's mind: Where did this kid get his TV set?

Television tickets are expensive items, and only a few factory leaders in our factory have them.

"It must have been caused by speculation. Let me catch the handle this time."

Just when Qiao Zuwang was immersed in the fantasy of Qin Hao going to jail, Qiao Erqiang and the others couldn't wait to drop their bowls and ran to Qin Hao's house.

When Qiao Zuwang saw this scene, his face was as dark as that of Charcoal.
Chapter completed!