Under Old Mrs. Qin's urging, Li Qiao accepted the passbook. "Do you still have money when you go back to your hometown?"
Old Mrs. Qin grinned, "How could I not?" She's no fool; of course, she would keep some spare money for herself.
Li Qiao smiled as well.
Once Old Mrs. Qin had tidied up, Li Qiao put the passbook back in the room and started reading by the bed.
Old Mrs. Qin said, "Doesn't reading books every day get boring? Later on, I'll have Jin buy you a radio, so when you don't feel like reading, you can listen to it to pass the time."
Li Qiao replied, "I'm not very interested in listening." There are few radio stations, and if she listened, she would have to stick to their schedule every day.
Unless she bought tapes.
Thinking of this, she said, "Buying one would be fine. Playing music tapes for prenatal education could cultivate the child's musical talent; who knows, they might grow up to be a big singing star."
