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In this way, Tang Xin's happy study life began. Finally, she no longer had to go to daycare or spend a day among a bunch of squealing children. She was as happy as a little bird out of its cage.

The longer Tang Xin stayed with her aunt, the more she felt that her aunt was a huge treasure. She thanked her parents countless times for their enlightenment and her grandmother for her recommendation. My aunt's knowledge is particularly profound, and her knowledge is also very broad. Astronomy, geography, folk proverbs, whatever Tang Xin asked about, she could quote scriptures and pick them up at her fingertips. Moreover, my aunt's teaching does not follow a certain outline and rules, but teaches whatever comes to mind. When she is happy, she will take Tang Xin to learn how to make snacks from various places, learn to make Tujia batik, and even teach Tang Xin a waltz when she feels like it. The piano from the Tang family's old house was also sent over, and her aunt began to teach Tang Xin how to play the piano.

Auntie had multiple identities in Tang Xin's eyes. Sometimes she would act like a normal old man telling her interesting things about her travels and the ups and downs of life; sometimes she would act like a young and energetic young man telling Tang Xin Her experience of going abroad, chatting up handsome guys she met by chance on the banks of the Seine, and teaching her foreign languages; sometimes she was like a child of the same age as Tang Xin, excitedly pulling Tang Xin to do it when she mentioned something, sometimes The two of them almost burned down the kitchen because they suddenly remembered a chemical experiment, which made Sister Zheng very helpless and strictly prohibited them from approaching the kitchen. Anyway, in Tang Xin's eyes, her aunt has always been as curious about the world as a child. Precisely because she has always been curious about the world, although my aunt is getting older, she always has the vigor of a young person.

Tang Xin really loved her aunt to death. She never had to pretend in front of her. Her ideas always resonated with her and she would not think that she was just having random thoughts. During this period of time, Tang Xin fell into the ocean of knowledge like a dry sponge, absorbing knowledge crazily.

The summer of 1953 came quietly in Tang Xin's happy study life.

On this day, as usual, Tang Xin came to her aunt's residence early in the morning wearing her mother's newly made Braji.

"Auntie, auntie, I'm here." Tang Xin opened the door and ran in. Dad Tang followed behind and shouted nervously: "Tangbaby, run slower, don't fall."

"Good morning, young lady, please slow down." Sister Zheng walked out of the kitchen after hearing this. "Good morning, uncle, have you eaten?"

"Good morning, Sister Zheng!" Tang Xin slowed down and greeted Sister Zheng obediently.

"Good morning, Sister Zheng, we came here after breakfast, you don't need to worry about us." Father Tang replied.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard has already bloomed. As soon as you approach the courtyard, you can smell the strong fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus. My aunt said that in a few days they will collect some sweet-scented osmanthus nectar to make sweet osmanthus nectar, no matter what kind of snacks or snacks they make. Add some desserts and it tastes delicious.

"It's a pity that the taste of early osmanthus is always a little worse than that of golden osmanthus. But if people are satisfied, it would be nice to have osmanthus honey." My aunt looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus trees full of trees and said with emotion.

"The sugar baby is here, why are you so happy this early in the morning?" Auntie opened the curtain on the door and walked out.

"Good morning, Auntie Tang." Seeing Auntie coming out, Tang's father quickly greeted her.

"Well, good morning, Zhengde. Have you had breakfast?" Auntie asked Dad Tang.

"I'm going to go back first, sugar baby."

"Okay, don't worry, hurry up and get going." Auntie replied, and Dad Tang said goodbye to everyone and left first.

"Auntie, look, does the new braji my mother made for me look good?" Tang Xin happily walked around in front of her aunt.

Auntie looked at Tang Xin carefully. Tang Xin was wearing a braji fabric with red background and white dots. The upper body was spliced ​​with red flowers on a white background, with a baby collar, puff sleeves and a pleated skirt. Wearing white stockings and red shoes, Tang's mother tied Tang Xin in a high ponytail with the same red bow with white dots today. Yuxue is really becoming more and more adorable, a proper little princess.

"Well, it looks good. Our sugar baby is a little princess today." Auntie praised seriously.

"Well, I think it looks good too, so I want my aunt to see it too." No matter how old a woman is, her beauty-loving nature remains unchanged. When I wear something that looks good, I can’t help but show it off everywhere.

"Yes, the little lady is really beautiful." Sister Zheng agreed from the side.

"Breakfast is ready, my little princess, would you like some breakfast?" Auntie asked, nodding at Tang Xin's nose.

"Thank you, beautiful lady, I have finished breakfast, please help yourself." Tang Xin stretched out the corners of her skirt with her naughty hands and saluted her aunt.

The two looked at each other and laughed.

Because today's bragi played by Tang Xin reminded her aunt, her aunt taught Tang Xin how to play Katyusha in the afternoon. As the familiar music played, Tang Xin also started humming, and Sister Zheng also started humming. She looked into the distance, seeming to recall her past.

"While pear blossoms are blooming all over the world, soft veils are floating on the river;

Katyusha stood on the steep bank, singing like bright spring light.

Katyusha stood on the steep bank, singing like bright spring light.

The girl sang beautiful songs, she was singing about the eagle of the prairie;

She is singing about her beloved, and she also hides her lover's letters.

She is singing about her beloved, and she also hides her lover's letters.

Oh, the song of the singing girl, follow the bright sun and fly away;

Go to the soldiers on the distant frontier to convey Katyusha’s greetings.

Go to the soldiers on the distant frontier to convey Katyusha’s greetings.

The young soldiers stationed at the border miss the distant girl in their hearts;

Fight bravely to defend the motherland, Katyusha's love will always belong to him.

Fight bravely to defend the motherland, Katyusha's love will always belong to him.

Just when pear blossoms are blooming all over the world, soft gauze floats on the river;

Katyusha stood on the steep bank, singing like bright spring light.

Katyusha stood on the steep bank, singing like bright spring light. "

In the summer afternoon, melodious singing came from the small courtyard. Pedestrians on the road slowed down one after another, some stopped to listen, and some hummed along. People's faces had smiles on their faces, and the songs floated in the wind. Towards the distance.

When Tang's father came to pick up Tang Xin in the evening, he brought good news. The armistice agreement was signed! This means that the uncle of the Tang family is coming back!

Everyone was excited when they heard the news. The war was finally over! This is a great victory. Although our weapons are not as good as those of developed countries, and although our country is still very poor, fighting does not rely entirely on weapons and equipment and sufficient logistical supplies. The fighting will of our soldiers cannot be ignored. The weak Chinese army actually defeated the world's largest military power. This is a miracle in the history of war and a miracle created by the unity and unity of the people of the whole country! Every Chinese feels extremely proud of this!

People love peace, and war means sacrifice. No one wants their loved ones to be harmed. Now that the war is finally over, the days of fear for military families are over! People rushed to tell each other, and people they knew hugged each other when they met.

Note: Bragi is the Russian word for dress. Bragi is the daily clothing of women in the former Soviet Union. It is a Russian-style puff-sleeved dress with a simple round neck, floral, plaid and stripes, and a cloth belt around the waist. The lower body is a pleated skirt, which was popular in the 50s. In the early days of the founding of New China, China established good relations with the Soviet Union, and much of Soviet culture, including clothing, language, and food, was spread to China. Because the Russian-style dress Braj has novel styles and many colors, it is very popular among women. In order to promote the friendship between the two countries, the government began to vigorously encourage people to wear dresses, and Braj became popular.