Rebirth of the Flying Era

Seeing this, Du Fei quickly took the radio out of the space and tried to plug it in.

With a click, the switch is turned on.

Immediately there was a sound of "swish, swish, swish" of electricity.

Slowly twist the FM metal knob, the messy current sound gradually disappears, and a slightly distorted human voice comes out, which is actually quite clear!

"This is...Liu Baorui?"

Before Du Fei traveled through time, he listened to Liu Baorui's version of "Official Battle" and recognized this old gentleman as soon as he heard the voice.

However, the episode played on the radio was not "Official Battle".

I had never heard of it before, but it was actually a stand-up comedy with a modern military theme!

Du Fei listened with great interest, but unfortunately it was already at the end and he didn't listen to most of the previous paragraphs.

After a while, a female voice with a broadcasting accent said: "Thank you for listening to the stand-up comedy "The Divine Soldiers Fall from the Sky" broadcast by Liu Baorui..."

Only then did Du Fei know the title of this one-liner.

The next broadcast was an excerpt from "Ganlu Temple" by Mr. Ma Lianliang, and there were no commercials in the middle!

Although Du Fei couldn't hear anything special about it, the addition of this radio added a bit of noisy life to the house.

Even Xiaowu came over curiously and patted the radio's casing twice with his paws, as if wondering why this wooden box could make sound.

Du Fei knew that it was sensible and would not damage the radio. Guessing that the meal was almost ready, he turned around and went to the outhouse to chop green onions and fry them in oil.

After a while, there was a squeaking sound, and a burst of green onion fragrance exploded.

Use a spoon to scoop out the green onion and oil, pour it on the freshly steamed rice, pour some soy sauce into it, mix it, and take a bite while it's hot.

OMG, it smells so good!

Du Fei brought the lunch box into the room and pulled out a pickle. That would be enough for tonight's meal.

But as soon as he sat down, he saw Xiao Wu squatting on top of the radio, staring at the lunch box with a pair of big eyes.

Only then did Du Fei remember that he still had a mouthful at home, and he had just forgotten about this guy while focusing on the bibimbap.

He went to the cupboard to get a big bowl, set aside half of the scallion oil mixed rice and put it next to the door.

Du Fei vaguely remembered that later generations seemed to say that cats cannot eat onions.

But nowadays, we don’t have to pay attention to that. Besides, I, the Great Chinese Country Cat, am not like those exotic bitches with delicate stomachs. There is nothing I can’t eat!

Sure enough, Xiaowu jumped down from the top of the radio, walked over, sniffed it, and started eating.

Seeing that it was not picky about food, Du Feng started eating it himself.

After finishing the meal, I poured some hot water and washed the lunch box.

As for Xiaowu, the bowl he licked was cleaner than he washed it.

At this time, Mr. Ma's play was finished and some other programs started to be broadcast. Du Fei was not interested and turned to several channels, but could not find any entertainment programs such as storytelling and cross talk.

I had to give it up for the time being, thinking about going to work tomorrow to find someone to ask what programs each radio station has.

While thinking about it, he went to boil water, wash his face and feet, and got into the bed that was warmed by the fire.

I looked at my watch again and saw that it was only seven o'clock!

In later generations, nightlife hasn't even begun.

At the same time, a burst of exciting music came from the radio.

Immediately followed by a sonorous and powerful broadcast: "Good evening, comrades, and welcome to the TV news. The main content of today's program is..."

Du Fei was slightly startled. He didn't expect that there would now be a tradition of broadcasting the news at seven o'clock.

It's a pity that there is no TV, so I can only listen to the fun on the radio.

Du Fei listened with interest for a while, but then found it uninteresting.

When he returned from time travel, he had already understood the general trend. Listening to these scraps of information that could be broadcast, there was no sense of mystery or freshness, and it was naturally boring.

But at this moment, Xiao Wu suddenly shouted.

Du Fei raised his head and noticed Xiaowu's uneasy mood.

I saw its tail raised high, meowing and circling.

Du Fei was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Damn it, are you trying to make a fuss!"

He quickly stood up, put on his clothes, and went to open the door, but he couldn't let this guy get dragged into the house.

Xiaowu followed Du Fei and rushed out as soon as he opened the door.

The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier.

The wind and snow moved along the crack of the door and instantly obscured Du Fei's face.

Xiao Wu didn't care, his paws lightly left a string of plum blossoms on the snow, and disappeared in the blink of an eye!

Du Fei shuddered and looked at the dark yard, feeling in his heart a group of mud horses racing past.

"Xiaowu, did he...just run away like that?" Du Fei looked at the wind and snow outside the door depressedly. It was absolutely impossible to chase him.

At night, trying to catch an escaped cat is simply wishful thinking.

Du Fei could only admit that he was unlucky and quickly closed the door.

Don't let the cat run away and catch yourself a cold again.

He wiped his face with a towel and got back into the warm bed, trying to make Du Fei feel better.

However, at this moment, Du Fei, who had just laid down, suddenly froze.

Another picture actually switched before his eyes.

It was a dark corner. In the lower part of the field of vision, there was a big cat with its tail raised and defecating. It turned out to be Xiaowu who had just escaped!

The upper part is facing Xu Daimao's house across the yard, and the light from the house just shines on the chicken coop at the door of his house.

Through this scene, it is not difficult to judge that this should be the passage leading to the back room of the courtyard in the past.

But after liberation, the back room was requisitioned, and another door was opened directly from the north alley. This passage was also blocked with bricks.

Although Du Fei was sure of Xiao Wu's location, he didn't rush out to catch the cat.

He was even more curious as to why Xiaowu's third-person perspective appeared in front of him.

Could it be that Xiao Wu had this effect due to the white light transformation in his portable space?

A moment later, after finishing her poop, Little Ula kicked twice with her hind legs. Instead of returning to Du Fei's house, she jumped onto the wall with extraordinary vigor, and then jumped again, reaching the ridge of the main house in the backyard.

The scene in front of Du Fei followed him like a shadow, as if he was playing a third-person perspective game.

Xiaowu walked gracefully from one end of the roof to the other in the wind and snow, then jumped five or six meters and silently jumped to the roof of Xu Daimao's house...

In just a few minutes, Xiaowu crossed the ridge of the house and left the courtyard.

But as the distance increased, it did not prevent Du Fei from following it from a third-person perspective.

At the same time, Du Fei could vaguely sense the emotions reflected back from Xiao Wu.

It's not trying to escape, it just wants to come out and patrol the surrounding territory.

This made Du Fei feel relieved a little, and he could observe Xiaowu's whereabouts with greater peace of mind.

At this time, Xiao Wu came to an open space with cement pipes piled up.

Suddenly there was a "meow" sound, and a threatening cry came from behind a cement pipe.

Xiaowu paused for a moment, then walked over.

Behind the cement pipe, a thin civet cat looked here warily, with a big rat struggling under its paws.

Xiaowu glanced at the mouse but dismissed it. Instead, he stared at the tabby cat with a strong feeling of hostility...