In August, the second birthdays of the two little cubs Zhou Zhou and Dumpling coincided with the August 1st event held at the base.

A battle was won at the beginning of the year, so this year's event was also held with great enthusiasm.

There was a celebration banquet in the afternoon, and there were also cultural performances. Qin Rou also had to represent the family courtyard and sing songs on stage as a special program.

Qin Rou had not performed on stage for a long time. She was also a rush to perform, and was voted out by many sisters-in-law in the family courtyard to perform on stage.

"Xiao Qin, you have a great voice. If you don't perform, do you want us to go on stage and play the waist drum?"

"I'm too old, I can't do it."

"Many people from the propaganda team of the art troupe are here this time, including dancers, drama performers, and so many talented people. We won't make a fool of ourselves. There's a saying, 'pale by comparison'. We can't afford to lose face in front of those young girls."

Many people have come to the base in the past few days. Various propaganda teams and art organizations are bustling with activity. There are also many photographers and reporters, doing interviews, taking photos, recording and writing reports.

Early in the morning, Qin Rou changed into a snow-white military uniform, which was also her performance outfit today. She agreed to perform on stage and didn't have any other requirements. She just wanted this set of clothes. She couldn't practice for half a month and end up with nothing.

Qin Rou looked in the mirror and was very satisfied. She had worn green before, but never snow-white. Well, the time she wore a man's before didn't count.

She put all her hair up and put on a hat. Before she had time to appreciate it, the two little kids outside were already making a noise.

"Mom, Mom!! I love you the most!"

"Mom, I'm hungry!"

...

The two brothers chatted with each other, Qin Rou opened the door, and the two little kids immediately slipped in. They looked at their mother today, tilted their heads and said "Wow wow wow".

"Today's mom is beautiful."

"Mom is so beautiful!"

"Mom is so beautiful!!" The two brothers said in unison.

After saying that, they tried to hug their mother's thighs happily. Children of this age like to hug adults' legs. Qin Rou pushed their hands away.

"Today, mom is going to perform on stage. You are not allowed to wrinkle mom's clothes for the time being. Move your little paws away."

Okay.

The twins puffed up their chubby little faces and retracted their paws. The two brothers felt so wronged.

Qin Rou kissed them all on the face, "Mom will go and make steamed buns for you."

Dumpling howled, "Not a good steamed bun!"

Why do we have to eat steamed buns in the morning

? "Are the steamed buns made by Dad not delicious?" Qin Rou had already changed her clothes, so how could she go out and get stained with the smell of oil and smoke? In the morning, she would just heat up a simple cold steamed bun, which was simple and tasteless.

These two children, like their father, don't like to eat steamed buns in the morning, but they have to eat steamed buns at noon and in the evening.

Although they also eat rice with Qin Rou, the children say that the steamed buns made by their father are more delicious. At such a young age, they like to hold the hot steamed buns and chew them.

Although Dad rarely comes back, Zhou Zhou and Dumpling are looking forward to Dad coming back and making hot big steamed buns for them.

"Mom's steamed buns are not delicious!"

She made steamed buns with milk flavor, scallion oil rolls, bunny steamed buns for them... but the two naughty kids still said that the original steamed buns made by their dad were the best, not pretentious, simple and unpretentious, and delicious!

Qin Rou was really mad.

"Eat noodles."

"Do you want to eat glutinous rice?"

"Eat noodles!"

"You have so many requests, only steamed buns, mom will make you delicious food in the evening."

Qin Rou heated up steamed buns, eggs and goat milk for the two kids. After the two brothers finished eating, they started singing, singing: "Little swallows, wearing flowery clothes, come here every spring..."

They sang so loudly that the birds outside flew away in a hurry.

Qin Rou couldn't stand the out-of-tune singing. Why are the kids she gave birth to so tone-deaf? It's fine that they are tone-deaf, but the two kids also like to sing. When Qin Rou practices singing, the two of them practice beside her. They are so brainwashed by their singing that Qin Rou feels like she is on the verge of losing the tune.

If the mother sings out of tune on the stage, it must be because of these two kids.

When the Zhangs and their husbands next door hear the twins' singing, they always look at Qin Rou with a hesitant look. They are probably wondering if the mother of these two children really sang in the art troupe before? Otherwise, how could she give birth to two of these?

"There's nothing we can do. It's because the father's genes are too strong."

The singing of the two children is not unappreciated. At least a few guys on guard still think that Zhou Zhou Dumpling's tender voice is particularly pleasant to the ears.

I also tried to teach them to sing - Unity is Strength.

The soldiers sang, and their output was all shouting. Before eating and going to bed, they all sang a song called Unity is Strength. At night, the voices of various companies and platoons could be heard in the family compound, but it was no longer clear what they were singing, just a series of noises.

In the morning, I practiced a few more times at home. In the afternoon, I looked at the time and took Xia Mingxi and the two little kids to the auditorium. Many people had already come, and the people from various cultural and artistic organizations were busy on and off the stage.

Their families also had seats in the audience. Many families, including Huahua's mother, Mr. Huang, and Yang's wife, came with their children. Before the show started, these little bears were jumping around in the auditorium, especially on the red curtain on the stage, wrapping themselves up one by one and showing their teeth and claws.

The children of Chen's wife played crazy under the stage curtain, shouting "Wow Wow Wow Yeah Yeah Yeah", and some even climbed up and jumped down from the stage, making the responsible person frown.

Several beautiful actors from the Haiphong Art Troupe also particularly hated the noisy children.

Xie Lanlan, who was wearing yellow, said, "We are here to perform for the military and civilians, for the heroes of the war, so why are there so many children?"

"It's so noisy, how can we perform later?"

"It hasn't started yet, so what's wrong with letting the children play for a while?"

"The family members don't come to supervise them, they are so uncultured, the children's mothers are all from the countryside."

"Maybe they are the children of martyrs." It means that their fathers have died and no one disciplines them.

"I heard that these aunts and mothers will also have a show on stage today, and 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 Dumpling 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, and curiously stretched their heads on tiptoe.

"Xiao Qin, you are here. You look so beautiful in this dress."

Huang Xinying was also stunned for a moment when she looked at Qin Rou, thinking that this little tea fairy was dressed so beautifully today. This snow-white military uniform was neatly cut and fit, without a single wrinkle. Qin Rou's face was originally pretty and beautiful, and now her beautiful face under the white hat brim was more heroic than usual.

"Xiao Qin from our courtyard is so pretty."

"She is much prettier than the ones from the art troupe just now. Didn't you see the two women who came before? Their noses are almost up in the sky. They don't use their eyes to look at people, but their noses..."

"The one in yellow clothes said she was a singer, but my opinion is that her voice is not as good as our Xiao Qin's."

"Xiao Qin, you have to bring honor to our family. Don't mess up the performance later. Captain Lu is watching downstairs."

Li Qinghua was dissatisfied after hearing this, "If you are afraid that Xiao Qin will embarrass herself, why don't you go up yourself?"

"Okay, okay, stop talking. It's time. It's about to start. Call all the children over and sit down."

"Why are these children so naughty and disobedient?"

"If they are obedient, are they still children? If they are obedient, they will become adults."

Qin Rou sat on the pony, Zhou Zhou and Dumpling sat beside her. These two children rarely went out of the monastery, and they seemed particularly well-behaved in the unfamiliar environment.

The eldest cousin Xia Mingxi went to contact a few good brothers, and sat down soon.

"Auntie, you have to work hard to win awards!!"

"The awards include thermos and enamel basins!"

Qin Rou had no desire to win awards. She had won an enamel pot before, and now an enamel basin. What fun would it be to earn so many enamel pots and basins?

The prizes of this era were also simple, all of which were rewards of various enamel pots and basins. Of course, a set of enamel supplies was indeed very valuable in this era.

Dumpling said, "Mom, what is a basin?"

The eldest cousin answered quickly, "It's the flowery bowl that my aunt uses to hold steamed buns and cooked noodles."

Upon hearing this, Dumpling's eyes lit up, "Mom, I want a basin!"

Zhou Zhou also said, "I want a basin!"

The two brothers liked this big bowl.

Qin Rou: "...Okay, mom will work hard."

Liu Cuilan from the Avant-garde Art Troupe was looking at the program list. There were several singing programs today. She took a careful look, turned her head and said to Xie Lanlan: "Lanlan, I see that Wang Jingyue is not in good condition. You must be the best in the singing program today. If you perform well, you can be in the newspaper. Ask the photographer to take a beautiful picture of you."

Xie Lanlan nodded. She touched her hair, which she had just put some hair oil on. There was a hint of pride between her brows, like a peacock about to spread its tail.

"The first solo program is the one from the family courtyard? Sure enough, she has to be arranged first. If we listen to the heavenly music first, wouldn't that trample those low-level singers into the mud?"

"It's not shameful to be the first to go on stage, even if you sing badly. The most frightening thing is to follow behind those who sing well."

"The married women here are all old women. How dare they go on stage?"

Liu Cuilan said, "Xie Lanlan, don't say that. Everyone will get married and have children."

Someone next to her who didn't like Xie Lanlan teased, "I just saw several family members sitting in the family courtyard. If they dress up well, they will look beautiful."

"Just now when you walked over, Xie Lanlan, I saw that several of them looked better than you."

"How dare you call me an old woman."

Xie Lanlan was so angry that she was about to argue with her, but she heard someone rushing over and saying,

"Xie Lanlan, the drama troupe over there said that their actors are delayed and they want to switch order with you. Do you want to be moved to the front?"

"Then I have to be moved to the front."

Xie Lanlan nodded, "Then move my show to the front."

"There is only a dance show between you and that family compound's show."

"That's perfect, let those married old women know what it means to be embarrassed."

Before Qin Rou went on stage to perform, she asked her eldest cousin Xia Mingxi to help take care of her two younger cousins. Xia Mingxi nodded: "Don't worry, little aunt!"

"Brothers, you wait for the basins."

Zhou Zhou and Dumpling nodded: "We want basins!"

Qin Rou: "..."

I'll buy you a few basins when we get back.

Qin Rou walked onto the stage. It had been a long time since she had stepped onto such a large stage. There were still a lot of people below. She couldn't help but feel a little flustered until she saw a familiar figure in the third row. No... there were more familiar figures, Zhang Tuan, Lao Wang, Political Commissar Liu...

Qin Rou: "..." They were all old acquaintances.

She only sang a southern Xinjiang hymn, and performed steadily without making any mistakes throughout the whole process. Although she had not focused on practicing vocal singing in the past two or three years, she had been a broadcaster for the past two or three years, and her control of the vocal airflow was more proficient than before, and her lung capacity was much larger. The hymn was sung with a resounding and reverberating spirit.

After Qin Rou left the stage, applause echoed throughout the auditorium.

Xie Lanlan looked at the back of the woman on the stage as she left the stage, and remembered her voice just now, and couldn't help but clench her fists.

"Hey, this one from their family courtyard really sings well."

"She's still so beautiful."

"Looks like you've given birth to two children?"

"Xie Lanlan, let's not talk about how she looks, you don't seem to sing as well as the married 'old woman'."

"In the future, you should be more respectful when you speak, and stop calling old women country women."

...

Li Youtie from a submarine brigade sat next to Lu Yan, and he couldn't help but whisper something, "Old Lu, why do I feel that these people behind can't sing as well as your Xiao Qin."

"I really envy you for marrying a daughter-in-law who can sing and dance."

"I have a daughter, can she go and learn singing from your Xiao Qin in the future?"

Lu Yan was too lazy to talk to him, but Li Youtie was really bored and numb, so he made small talk: "Do you have a pair of twin sons? I heard they are good-looking. Do they sing at home?"

Lu Yan: "...My sons love to sing."

As for how they sing, that is... another topic.

"They must have inherited their mother's good singing voice. Do your two sons want to go to art school? They will shine in the propaganda team in the future and bring honor to you as a father."

Lu Yan was very calm: "No, they won't be admitted."

"You are too modest, kid. I will go to your house tomorrow to listen to your sons sing."