Chapter 2775
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At Old Mrs. Han's time, it was already a big deal to have a black-and-white television in the country.
There was no such thing as a color television at all.
If anyone had a black-and-white television in their house, the moment the television station played a movie, all the neighbors would squeeze into their house to watch it.
It was a good thing to be able to line up from the room with the television all the way to the outside of the house through the window. They couldn't hear the sound clearly, but they could see the picture.
Of course, the Han family naturally didn't have a black-and-white television at that time.
Although it wasn't sold in the country, there were color televisions overseas.
So they were all bought from overseas and brought back.
Moreover, the television screen was also bigger.
However, because it was in the country and the limitations of the domestic television station, there weren't many programs that could be watched.
Old Mrs. Han didn't have much to do when she was pregnant.
She just listened to songs on television, watched crosstalk, skits, and other arts programs.
She watched those old movies.
It was also quite boring.
Often, she would fall asleep while watching. She didn't even know that the television was always on.
There was no point in always watching television, so Old Mrs. Han also knew how to draw.
From sketching to oil painting to ink painting, Old Mrs. Han knew how to do it all.
"In the first three months of my pregnancy, your grandfather didn't let me go out and let me play at home. But what was so fun about it at that time? I couldn't go online, and there wasn't much to watch on television, so I could only draw. "
Old Mrs. Han shook her head and clicked her tongue. "In the end, I didn't draw much before I fell asleep on the table. When I woke up, I was already in bed. When I remembered that I was drawing before I fell asleep, I went to see what I had drawn. I really didn't think much of it when I fell asleep. "
"In the end, when I went to take a look, there were ink dots here and there on the drawing paper. There was no drawing at all," Old Mrs. Han said it as if it were a joke.
Because she knew that Han Zhuoli was inexperienced, as long as Lu Man was a little abnormal, Han Zhuoli would be alert and tense.
She also knew that this was probably because the incident of Lu Man fainting had scared Han Zhuoli.
Although the incident had passed.
But no matter how long it had been, Han Zhuoli probably couldn't relax because of it.
He was afraid that there would be repercussions, so he was especially nervous.
Hence, Old Mrs. Han told Han Zhuoli about her past experience as if it was a joke.
When Han Zhuoli heard this, he relaxed a little.
Old Mrs. Han then said, "Don't let Man Man fall asleep like this. Anyway, there's a room for you at home. Carry Man Man back to the room to sleep. "
Han Zhuoli responded and carried Lu Man into the bedroom.
The old house had always kept the three grandsons' bedrooms.
Wait until Han Zhuoli and Han Zhuoling get married.
That bedroom became the couple's bedroom.
There were plenty of rooms when they came over to play or even stay up for the New Year.
However, the old lady did not expect that Han Zhuoli would carry Lu Man to rest. This was simply a one-way trip.
The old lady's original intention was to ask Han Zhuoli to put down Lu Man and come back to chat.
Old Madam Fu didn't specifically say this because she felt that this was normal. She carried Lu Man to bed and returned to continue chatting.
Of course, she didn't need to say such a simple thing.
Who would go there and sleep with their wife?
Who knew that after waiting for a while, Han Zhuoli still hadn't returned.
Old Mrs. Han: "…"
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