Getting the electricity set up took nearly half a month of hard work.
After half a month, every household had been wired for electricity, but some families, worried about the cost, hadn't bought lightbulbs yet.
Anning's house, on the other hand, had bought lightbulbs even before the wiring was finished.
On the night the entire village got electricity, every light in Anning's house was switched on.
The house was brightly lit, free of the unpleasant smell of kerosene and the dark, shadowy corners. For a moment, everyone felt a bit dazed.
Lin Cuihua sat on the kang, looking up at the small lightbulb on the ceiling. "Life is really good now," she said.
Hearing Lin Cuihua's words, An Ning thought of one thing: their threshold for happiness was low, but their capacity for it was incredibly high.
"Mom, Second Brother said they sell televisions in the south. He wants to buy one and bring it back."
"What in the world is a television?"
