Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1117 - 1116: Qingyun Enlists 6

Chapter 1117: Chapter 1116: Qingyun Enlists 6

Feng Qingxue counted the days to her return journey, and with no time to rest, she had to end her leave and go back to work.

Fubao clung to his mother, following her around every step of the way.

As for Xibao, she did not like staying in the hospital and would drag Feng Qingyun all over the place every day, introducing her with childlike innocence to the military camp, the families’ living quarters, and areas like the pastures and the horse grounds, acting very much like a local guide.

Concerned about her younger sister’s first time in the army base, Feng Qingxue was worried she might get lost or bullied, so she entrusted them to Bai Xue.

Bai Xue had nothing particular to do and was especially fond of Xibao. She naturally agreed and became a temporary tour guide. While they enjoyed the grasslands, she also taught Feng Qingyun how to sing, discovering that Feng Qingyun indeed had the natural singing voice Yang Fengying had predicted.

Bai Xue herself had a beautiful voice, otherwise, she wouldn’t have been the soloist of the cultural troupe.

However, Feng Qingyun’s talent surpassed hers, she was naturally a soprano.

Feng Qingyun really enjoyed singing, her cheeks flushed with excitement.

"No one in our brigade knows how to sing, and no one teaches us. The folk songs we once had were all banned. I only learned some simple songs from my sister, but I never dared to sing them out loud," Feng Qingyun felt that this trip was truly worthwhile. She particularly liked the feeling of singing aloud on the grassland, and right after she learned "A Song to Our Motherland," Xibao clapped his hands furiously.

"Great, great, great!" Xibao, sitting cross-legged on the grass, clapped until his hands turned red.

Sitting next to Xibao in the same position, Bai Xue smiled and said, "Xibao, your little aunt sings well, doesn’t she?"

"Yes! I can sing too!" Xibao’s eyes darted around, he turned over and got up, puffed out his chest, and coughed like an adult before clearing his throat, "The sunset on West Mountain sends blushes to the sky, soldiers retreating to camp after target practice, retreating to camp..."

He had a good memory, and the songs of the troop were catchy. Everyone liked to tease him, teaching him a lot.

This song was the one he heard the most.

Feng Qingxue had sung it, and when Lu Jiang was home, he hummed it daily to the point that even Fubao knew a few lines.

A few soldiers tending cattle and sheep nearby drew closer upon hearing the singing, and after he finished, they smacked their lips, applauding, "Xibao is so talented, Xibao sings really well, sing another one, one more!"

Xibao was naturally a crowd-pleaser, the more people there were, the more excited he got, and stage fright was unknown to him.

However, rather than taking the advice to perform another one himself, he pulled Feng Qingyun over and announced to everyone, "My little aunt, my little aunt sings so beautifully! Don’t believe me? Just listen."

In front of strangers, Feng Qingyun felt somewhat shy and said, looking down, "Xibao, they asked you to sing, not me."

"No way, little aunt, you sing!" Xibao wriggled about.

Several soldiers who heard this pushed someone forward, laughing, "Xibao calls you little aunt? Sister Qingxue’s sister? Go on, sing for us. We heard you from afar just now, and you really sing beautifully."

Bai Xue also encouraged, "Xiaoyun, go for it, who’s afraid of whom, if we can sing we have nothing to fear!"

People who love singing relish the feeling of being the center of attention. Feng Qingyun mustered up the courage and belted out a song she had recently learned from Feng Qingxue, called "Praise of the Red Plum."

Qiao Desheng happened to pass by the cavalry camp and heard the singing.

"The cultural team practicing songs on the grassland? How come I didn’t hear Fang Ning mention this?" The cultural team had special rooms for practicing songs and dance.

A soldier following him ran to find out and came back panting, "It’s not the cultural team; it’s the Army Commander’s little aunt. She’s singing with Xibao, and it sounds really good."