Seventy-five, Zhou Chang

"Really?" Luo Zheng looked at Zhao Aishu with a face full of surprise, his eyes brimming with disbelief. Was his family really going to have a television soon? That would be so great!

"Yeah!" Zhao Aishu nodded with a smile, adding a piece of rib to Luo Shu's bowl, "Eat more, you're so thin."

Television tickets might be hard to come by for others, but for her family's Old Xu, it was easy. Old Xu's unit issued a television ticket each month as a reward for outstanding comrades. Because their family already had a television, Old Xu had passed up this opportunity many times, allowing others to have it.

"Thank you, godmother! I already have a television ticket; Brother Lu gave it to me before," Luo Shu said with a smile. She had a television ticket from this era in her space; she just hadn't found a suitable excuse to bring it out.