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Lin Tang shook her head and blinked her eyes flirtatiously, asking, "No, guess again. Think bolder, what does Dad want the most?"

Lin Lu was still thinking.

Lin Qingmu directly revealed their father's desire.

"The thing Dad wants the most is definitely something big, a bicycle maybe?"

If they had a bicycle, his sister could come home often.

He guessed in his mind that maybe it was a bicycle ticket?

Lin Tang smiled and said, "Close, guess again?"

Li Xiuli, his confidante, knew Lin Lu the best.

Of course, she knew what he was thinking the most about, a radio like the one they saw at the Jiang Family.

The head of the family, working the fields, was nevertheless concerned with national affairs.

Ever since he heard about national policies on the radio, he would occasionally mention, talking about how the village was not timely in receiving news.

Li Xiuli glanced at Lin Lu with skepticism and said, "…could it really be a radio?"

She knew how hard it was to get a radio.