Chapter 80： ,Sing

In August, the second birthday of Zhouzhou and Jiaozi coincided with the August 1 event held at the base.

A war was won at the beginning of the year, so this year's event was also very enthusiastic.

There will be a celebration banquet in the afternoon, and there will be a theatrical performance. This time, Qin Rou will also represent the family home and sing songs as a special program.

Qin Rou has not performed on stage for a long time. She also rushed to the shelves and 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 show up, do you want us to play waist drums on stage?"

"I'm getting old, and I can't handle it."

"This time, a lot of people from the art troupe's propaganda team came. What kind of dance, drama, and talented people, let's not go up and make a fool of yourself? In front of those young girls, I really can't afford to lose that person."

Waking up early in the morning, Qin Rou put on a snow-white military uniform, which is today's performance uniform. She promised to perform on stage, and she had no other requirements. I practiced for half a month, but I didn't catch anything in the end.

Qin Rou took a look in front of the mirror and was very satisfied. She had worn green before, but had never worn snow-white. Ahem, wearing a man before does not count.

She twisted all her hair up and put on her hat. Before she had time to appreciate it, the two little cubs were chatting outside.

"Mommy mom! I love mommy the most!"

"Mom, I'm hungry!"

…

Brothers, you said a word to me, 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 mom is pretty."

"My mom is so pretty!"

"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' legs. Qin Rou pushed their hands away.

"Today my mother is going to perform on stage. For the time being, I am not allowed to wrinkle my mother's clothes and move my little paws away."

Okay.

The twins pulled back their claws with their fleshy little faces. The brothers are so wronged.

Qin Rou kissed her face one by one, "Mom will go and make steamed buns for you."

Dumplings howled: "No time for steamed buns!"

Why eat steamed buns in the morning?

Like their father, these two children do not like to eat steamed buns in the morning, but eat steamed buns at noon and at night.

Although they will eat rice with Qin Rou, the cubs said that the steamed buns made by their father are more delicious.

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

"Mom's steamed buns are not delicious!"

I made milk-flavored steamed buns, spring onion flower rolls, and rabbit steamed buns for the two of them... But these two stinky brats still said that the original steamed buns made by Dad are the best, unpretentious, unpretentious, and delicious!

It really **** Qin Rou to death.

"Eat noodles."

"Do you eat sticky rice?"

"Eat noodles!"

"There are so many requests, only steamed buns, wait for my mother to cook something delicious for you in the evening."

Qin Rou warmed steamed buns, eggs and goat milk for the two babies. After the brothers finished eating, they sang in their voices, "Little Swallow, wear flower clothes, come here every spring... "

The two of them sang loudly, and the birds outside were scared to fly quickly.

Qin Rou can't even hear her out of tune. Don't worry about the insufficiency, the two babies still like to sing. Qin Rou practiced singing, and the two of them practiced alongside them. Being brainwashed by their singing, Qin Rou felt that she was on the verge of not being able to find a tune.

If the mother came to the stage to sing out of tune, it must be because of these two sons.

Hearing the twins' singing, the couple next door always looked at Qin Rou with hesitant eyes, probably suspecting that the mother of these two children was really there before Does the troupe sing? Why don't you give birth to two of these things?

"No way, who made Dad's genes too powerful."

The singing voices of the two children are not unappreciated, at least the little brothers who are standing guard still feel that Zhouzhou Dumpling's immature child's voice sounds particularly pleasant.

I also tried to teach them to sing - unity is strength.

The soldiers sing, the output depends on the roar, before eating and going to bed, they must sing a song together unity is strength, at night, the family can hear the voices of each company and row, but it is already I couldn't make out what was being sung, it was just a bang.

The staff are busy in front of the stage and behind the scenes.

Their family members also have a part of the auditorium. Many family members such as Huahua's mother, Mr. Huang, and Yang's sister-in-law have brought their children here. Before the performance starts, these bear cubs are in the auditorium. Jumping up and down, especially like drilling red curtains on the stage, wrapping themselves up one by one, showing their teeth and claws.

The children of Sister Chen's family were playing crazy under the stage curtain, shouting "wow wah wah yeah yeah", and some climbed up and down from the stage, causing the person in charge to frown head.

The beautiful actors of the Haiphong Cultural Troupe also hate a few noisy children.

Xie Lanlan, wearing yellow clothes, said: "We are here to perform for the military and civilians, for fighting heroes, how come there are so many children."

"It's really noisy, how can you perform later?"

"It hasn't started yet, so what about letting the children play for a while."

"The family doesn't take care of it, it's really incompetent, the children are all from the countryside."

"Maybe they are all the children of martyrs." Alluding to the dead father, no one disciplined him.

"I heard that these aunts and aunts are going to appear on the show today. I don't know what kind of rustic country show it is."

Qin Rou took the three little guys to the family area. Zhouzhou and Jiaozi looked around all the way. They were still young and had never seen a big scene. The two brothers held hands and hugged each other in their arms. Writing a small shark picture book, he tiptoed his head curiously.

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

Huang Xinying was also stunned for a moment when she looked at Qin Rou, thinking that this little tea was dressed up beautifully today, this snow-white military uniform, cut cleanly and docilely, without a trace of wrinkles, Qin Rou's face was originally Charming and beautiful, at this time, the Shu-colored face under the white hat is a little more heroic than usual.

"The little Qin in our yard is really beautiful."

"It's much more beautiful than the ones in the art troupe just now. You didn't see the two women who came before, their noses are going up to the sky. You don't use your eyes to see people, you use your nose to see people..."

"The one in yellow said he sings, but my voice is not as good as our Xiao Qin's."

"Xiao Qin, you have to fight for our family, don't screw up the performance later, Captain Lu is still watching."

Li Qinghua was dissatisfied after hearing this, "If you're afraid of Xiao Qin being embarrassed, why can't you go on your own?"

"Alright, alright, don't talk about it, it's time, it's about to start, call the children over and sit down."

"Why are all these children naughty and disobedient?"

"Is he still a child if he is obedient? If he is obedient, he will become an adult."

Qin Rou sat down on the pony bar, Zhouzhou and Dumpling sat beside her. These two children did not leave the family hospital very often. .

The eldest cousin, Xia Mingxi, went to get in touch with a few good brothers, and sat down after a while.

"Little aunt, you have to work hard to win the prize!"

"Take the prize with a thermos and an enamel basin!"

Qin Rou has no desire to win awards. She had an enamel tank before, but now it's an enamel basin. What's the fun of going back after earning so many enamel jars?

Dumpling said: "Mom, what is a pot?"

The eldest cousin replied: "Little aunt put steamed buns in a flower bowl for cooking noodles."

Hearing this, Dumpling's eyes lit up: "Mom, want a pot!"

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

The brothers love this sea bowl.

Qin Rou: "...Okay, mom works hard."

Liu Cuilan of the Qianfeng Art Troupe was watching the program list, there were several singing programs today, she looked carefully, turned her head and said to Xie Lanlan: "Lanlan, I think Wang Jingyue is in a bad state, you today The singing program is definitely the best, if you perform well, you can be published in the newspaper, and ask the photographer to take you a better photo."

Xie Lanlan nodded, she touched her hair, she just dipped some hair oil on it, and her brows became a little more proud, like a peacock about to open the screen.

"The first solo show was the one from the Family Courtyard? Sure enough, it was arranged to be the first one. If you listened to the sounds of nature first, you wouldn't be stepping these low-level ones into the mud."

"Be the first to come on stage, even if you sing badly, it's not ashamed. I'm most afraid of following others who sing well."

"It's all old women who are married here. How dare you go on stage?"

Liu Cuilan said: "Xie Lanlan, don't say that, everyone gets married and has children."

Besides, there was a man who couldn't understand Xie Lanlan teasing: "I just saw several family members sitting in the family's courtyard. If they don't look bad at all, they look beautiful."

"When you walked over to Xie Lanlan, I saw several people who were prettier than you."

"How dare you say that she is an old woman."

Xie Lanlan was angry and was about to argue with her when she heard someone hurried over and said:

"Xie Lanlan, the drama troupe over there said that their actors had been delayed for a while and wanted to change the order with you. Would you like to move to the front?"

"Then you have to move to the front."

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

"You and the family home's program are separated by a dance program."

"That's right, let the old married women know what it means to be ugly."

Before Qin Rou came on stage, she asked her cousin Xia Mingxi to help her with her two younger cousins. Xia Mingxi nodded: "Little aunt, don't worry!"

"Brother, wait for the pot."

Zhouzhou and Dumplings nodded: "I want a pot!"

Qin Rou: “…”

Buy a few pots for you when I go back.

Qin Rou stepped onto the stage. She hadn’t stepped onto such a wide stage for a long time. There were still crowds of people underneath, so she couldn’t help but panic, until she saw one in the third row Familiar figures, no... There are more familiar figures, Zhang Tuan, Lao Wang, Liu political commissar...

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

His control is more consummate than before, his lung capacity is much larger, and an ode sings is reverberating.

After Qin Rou stepped down, applause resounded throughout the auditorium.

Xie Lanlan looked at the back of the woman on stage when she came off the stage, thinking of her voice just now, she couldn't help clenching her fists.

"Hey, their family home really sings nicely."

"She still looks so pretty."

"It looks like you have two children?"

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

"In the future, you should speak with respect, and stop calling others old women and country women."

…

Li Youtie of a certain submarine team was sitting beside Lu Yan, and he couldn't help but whisper, "Old Lu, why do you feel like your little Qin doesn't sing in the back? sounds nice."

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

"I have a daughter, can I go and learn to sing with your little Qin in the future?"

Lu Yan was too lazy to talk to him, but Li Youtie was really bored and numb, and had nothing to say: "Do you have a pair of twin sons in your family, I heard they are very good-looking, Do you sing at home?"

Lu Yan: "...my son loves to sing."

As for the singing, that is... another topic.

"This must have inherited their mother's good singing voice, do your two sons have an art school to attend, and they will shine in the publicity team in the future, and give you a long face as a father ."

Lu Yan was very calm: "That's not true, I won't pass the test."

"You are humble, go to your house tomorrow to listen to your son sing."