In August, the second birthdays of Zhouzhou and Jiaozi coincided with the August 1st event held at the base.
A war was won at the beginning of the year, so this year's event was also held with great enthusiasm.
There will be a celebration banquet in the afternoon, and there will be a cultural performance. This time, Qin Rou will represent the family courtyard and sing songs on stage as a special program.
It's been a long time since Qin Rou performed on stage, and she was voted by many sisters-in-law in the family courtyard to perform on stage.
"Xiao Qin, you have a good voice. If you don't appear on the show, do you want us to go on stage and play waist drums?"
"I'm getting older, I can't do this anymore."
"This time, a lot of people from the propaganda team of the art troupe came. What kind of dance, drama, there are so many talents, we won't go up there to make a fool of ourselves, isn't there another word, what is it called pale in comparison, in front of those young girls, but I can't afford to lose that guy."
In the past few days, many people have come to the base. Various publicity teams and cultural organizations are in full swing. There are also many photographers and reporters who are interviewing, taking pictures, recording and writing reports.
Waking up early in the morning, Qin Rou changed into a snow-white military uniform, which is today's performance costume. She agreed to perform on stage, and she didn't ask for anything else. She just wanted this set of clothes. She couldn't practice for more than half a month. What happened in the end? Didn't catch it.
Qin Rou took a picture in front of the mirror and was very satisfied. She had worn green ones before, but had never worn white ones before. Cough, it doesn't count if she wore a certain man before.
She put all her hair up and put on her hat. Before she had time to appreciate it, the two cubs chattered outside and started arguing.
"Mom, mom!! I love mom the most!"
"Mom, I'm hungry!"
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The two brothers talked to each other, Qin Rou opened the door, and the two little children slipped in immediately. They looked at today's mother and raised their heads, "Wow, wow, wow".
"Today's mother is beautiful."
"I want to say that my mother is so beautiful!"
"Mom is so beautiful!!" The brothers said in unison.
After finishing speaking, she tried to hug her mother's thigh happily. Children of this age like to hug adults' thighs. Qin Rou pushed their hands away.
"Mom is going to perform on stage today, please don't wrinkle mom's clothes for the time being, move your little paws away."
All right.
The twins withdrew their paws with their chubby faces, the two brothers were so wronged.
Qin Rou kissed the cheeks one by one, "Mom is going to make steamed buns for you."
Dumpling howled: "No more steamed buns!"
Why do you still eat steamed buns in the morning
"Aren't the steamed buns made by Dad delicious?" Qin Rou has changed her clothes now, how can she get rid of the smell of oily smoke, and warm up a simple cold steamed bun in the morning, which is simple and has no peculiar smell.
The two children, like their father, do not like to eat steamed buns in the morning, but eat steamed buns at noon and evening.
Although they also eat rice with Qin Rou, the cubs said that the steamed buns made by their father are more delicious, and they like to chew on the hot steamed buns at a young age.
Although Dad seldom comes back, Zhouzhou and Dumpling are looking forward to Dad's return and make warm steamed buns for him.
"Mom's steamed buns are not good!"
I made milk-flavored steamed buns, scallion steamed buns, and rabbit steamed buns for the two of them... But these two brats still said that the original flavored steamed buns made by Dad are the best, unpretentious, unpretentious, and delicious!
It really pissed off Qin Rou.
"Eat noodles."
"Do you want to eat sticky rice?"
"Eat noodles!"
"There are so many requests. I only have steamed buns. Mom will make delicious ones for you in the evening."
Qin Rou warmed steamed buns, eggs and goat's milk for the two children. After the two brothers finished eating, they sang at the top of their voices, "Little Swallow, wearing a floral dress, come here every spring..."
The two of them sang loudly, scaring the birds outside to fly away.
Qin Rou is so out of tune that she can't listen anymore. Why is her son so tone deaf? It's alright if you don't have complete pentatonic notes, the two children still like to sing, Qin Rou practiced singing, and the two of them also practiced at the side. Brainwashed by their singing, Qin Rou felt that she was on the verge of losing the tune.
If my mother is out of tune when she sings on stage, it must be because of these two pups.
Head Zhang and his wife next door heard the twins singing, and they would always look at Qin Rou with hesitant eyes, probably wondering whether the mother of the two children really sang in the art troupe before? How about giving birth to two of these guys
"I can't help it, who made Dad's genes too strong."
The singing voices of the two children are not unappreciated, at least a few of the guards still feel that Zhouzhou Dumpling's immature voice sounds particularly pleasant.
Also tried to teach them to sing - Unity is strength.
The soldiers sing, and the output depends entirely on roaring. Before eating and going to bed, they all sing together a song called unity is strength. At night, the voices of each company and row can be heard here in the family courtyard, but they can't hear what they are singing. It was a burst of noise.
I practiced a few more times at home in the morning, and checked the time in the afternoon. Qin Rou took Xia Mingxi and the two cubs to the auditorium. Many people have already come to the meeting, and personnel from various cultural and art organizations are busy in front of and behind the scenes.
Their family members also have part of the auditorium. Many family members, such as Huahua Ma, Teacher Huang, and Mrs. Yang’s sister-in-law, brought their children. Before the performance started, these bear cubs were running around in the auditorium, especially those who liked Drill the red curtain on the stage, wrap themselves up one by one, and show their teeth and claws.
The children of Sister-in-law Chen's family were playing crazy under the stage curtain, shouting "waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" some even jumped up and down the stage, making the person in charge frown.
The beautiful actors of the Haiphong Art Troupe also disliked the noisy children.
Xie Lanlan, who was wearing yellow clothes, said: "We are here to perform for soldiers and civilians, for combat heroes. How can there be so many children?"
"It's really noisy, how are you going to perform later?"
"Isn't it just started yet? Let the children play for a while, so what?"
"The family members don't care about it. They really have no quality. The children's mothers are all from the countryside."
"Maybe they are the children of martyrs." Alluding to his dead father, no one to discipline him.
"I heard that these aunts and aunts are going to be on stage today. I don't know what kind of rustic country show it is."
Qin Rou brought the three little guys to the family area. Zhou Zhou and Jiaozi looked around all the way. They were still young and had never seen such a big scene. The two brothers held hands, holding a little shark picture book in their arms, curiously Stretch your head on tiptoe.
"Xiao Qin, you are here, you are really beautiful in this dress."
Huang Xinying was stunned for a moment when she looked at Qin Rou, thinking that this little tea spirit is really beautifully dressed today. This snow-white military uniform is neatly cut and fit without any wrinkles. Qin Rou's face was originally delicate and beautiful, but now she is dressed in white. The beautiful face under the brim of the hat is a little more heroic than usual.
"Little Qin in our yard is really pretty."
"It's much more beautiful than the ones from the cultural troupe just now. You didn't see the two women who came before. Their noses are going up to the sky. They don't use their eyes to see people, they only use their noses to see people..."
"The one in the yellow dress is said to be singing. I don't think his voice is as good as our little Qin's."
"Xiao Qin, you have to embarrass our family, don't mess up the performance later, Captain Lu is still watching from below."
Li Qinghua was dissatisfied after hearing this, "If you are afraid of Xiao Qin's embarrassment, why don't you go up yourself?"
"Okay, okay, stop talking, it's time, it's about to start, call the children over, and sit down."
"Why are these children so mischievous and disobedient?"
"Is he still a child if he is obedient? If he is obedient, he will be an adult."
Qin Rou sat down on the ponytail, and Zhou Zhou and Jiaozi sat beside her. The two children hadn't been out of the family home much, so they looked very well-behaved in an unfamiliar environment.
The eldest cousin Xia Mingxi went to get in touch with some good brothers, and sat down after a while.
"Little aunt, you have to work hard to win the prize!!"
"Win a thermos bottle and enamel basin!"
Qin Rou doesn't have any desire to win prizes. Before, there was an enamel pot, and now it's another enamel pot. What's the fun of going back after earning so much enamel pot
There is also a single prize in this era, and they are all rewards for various enamel jars and basins. Of course, a set of enamel supplies is indeed very valuable in this era.
Dumpling said: "Mom, what is a pot?"
The eldest cousin quickly replied: "My little aunt's flower bowl for steamed buns and noodles."
Upon hearing this, Jiaozi's eyes lit up: "Mom, I want a pot!"
Zhou Zhou also said: "I want pots!"
The brothers like this big big bowl.
Qin Rou: "...Okay, mom work hard."
Liu Cuilan from Qianfeng Art Troupe was watching the program list. There were several singing programs today. She looked carefully, then turned her head and said to Xie Lanlan: "Lan Lan, I think Wang Jingyue is not in good condition. Your singing program today must be the best. If you behave well enough to be published in the newspaper, ask the photographer to take better pictures for you."
Xie Lanlan nodded. She stroked her hair. She just dipped some pomade into it, and her brows looked a little more smug, like a peacock about to spread its tail.
"The first solo show is the one in the family courtyard? Sure enough, it is going to be the first one. If I listen to the sounds of nature first, then I will not trample these low-level ones in the mud."
"Be the first to come on stage, even if you sing poorly, it's not ashamed. I'm most afraid of following behind someone who sings well."
"The married people here are all old women, how dare you come on stage?"
Liu Cuilan said: "Xie Lanlan, don't say that, everyone gets married and has children."
There was someone next to Xie Lanlan who didn't like it and said teasingly: "I just saw several family members sitting in the family's courtyard. If they dress up well, they look pretty."
"When Xie Lanlan walked over, I saw that several of you were prettier than you."
"How dare you say that she is an old woman."
Xie Lanlan was so angry that she was about to argue with her when she heard a person hurried over and said:
"Xie Lanlan, the repertory troupe over there said that their actors were delayed and wanted to change the order with you. Would you like to be transferred to the front?"
"Then you have to go to the front."
Xie Lanlan nodded, "Then put my program on top."
"There is a dance show between you and the program of the family courtyard."
"That's just right, let those married old women know what shame is."
Before Qin Rou went on stage to perform, she asked Xia Mingxi's big cousin to help take the two little cousins with her. Xia Mingxi nodded: "Little aunt, you can go at ease!"
"Brother, wait for the pot."
Zhouzhou and Jiaozi nodded: "I want pots!"
Qin Rou: "..."
I will buy some pots for you when I go back.
Qin Rou stepped onto the stage. It had been a long time since she stepped onto such a vast stage, and there were still dark heads underneath. She couldn't help but panic, until she saw a familiar figure in the third row, no... and More familiar figures, Zhang Tuan, Lao Wang, Political Commissar Liu...
Qin Rou: "..." They are all old acquaintances.
She only sang an anthem in southern Xinjiang, and she performed stably without any mistakes throughout the whole process. Although she did not focus on practicing vocal singing in the past two or three years, as an announcer in the past two or three years, her control over the flow of pronunciation is more perfect than before. It is much bigger, and a carol is sung with reverberation.
After Qin Rou stepped down, applause resounded throughout the auditorium.
Xie Lanlan looked at the back of the woman on the stage when she left the stage, and remembered her voice just now, so she couldn't help clenching her fists.
"Hey, their family courtyard really sings well."
"It's still so pretty."
"It seems that two children have been born?"
"Xie Lanlan, let's not talk about how her parents are. You seem to be not as good as her married 'old woman'."
"In the future, you should be more respectful when you speak, and stop calling people old women and country women."
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Li Youtie of a certain submarine brigade was sitting next to Lu Yan, and he couldn't help but whisper, "Old Lu, why do you feel that the songs in the back are not as good as your little Qin?"
"I really envy you for marrying a daughter-in-law who can sing and dance."
"I have a daughter, can I learn to sing with your little Qin in the future?"
Lu Yan was too lazy to talk to him, but Li Youtie was so bored and numb, he had nothing to say: "Do you have a pair of twin sons in your family? I heard they look good. Do you sing at home?"
Lu Yan: "...my son loves to sing very much."
As for how well they sang, that's... another topic.
"This must have inherited their mother's good singing voice. Does one of your two sons want to go to an art school? They will shine in the publicity team in the future and give you a good face as a father."
Lu Yan was extraordinarily calm: "That's not true, I won't pass the exam."
"You kid should be humble, go to your house tomorrow to listen to your son sing."