During the first National Day holiday in 1999, Wang Junyang's mother was busy patrolling the store.
During holidays, the beauty salon has a lot of customers.
Father Wang’s editorial department had to work overtime, and the entire Wang family was occupied by the "Little Gang of Five."
This grand military parade on the fiftieth anniversary of the National Day is like taking 520 glue and firmly sticking five pairs of small eyes to the screen of a forty-inch LCD TV.
Ding Yi, who had just "Ge You Paralyzed" on the sofa, saw a Ji Ling sitting upright at the beginning of the military parade, staring dumbfounded.
Even Song Qiaoxi, who has never dared to be interested in the "aircraft cannon" that boys like, reads with gusto.
Holding the bag of Shanghaojia Shrimp Crackers that was opened by Chu Jin in his hand, he couldn't even bother to eat it, staring at the screen intently.
The sky in the capital, Beijing, was as blue as washes, and the bright red city towers were clustered with flowers. Listening to the TV commentary, more than half a million soldiers and civilians participated in the military parade that day.
Good guys!
More than half a million people, so many!
Watching the live TV footage, accompanied by the majestic military music, one by one in a uniform square walk across the square, making Song Qiaoxi feel passionate, her face is always hot, and a sense of pride emerges from her heart spontaneously.
I want to shout, it's amazing, my country!
"Look at it, look at it, such a big tank, there are machine guns on it!"
Wang Junyang patted Ding Yi's shoulder sharply, excited.
Ding Yi pushed his glasses forward, leaned forward a little, frowned and said, "Why don't I look at it like a machine gun? How can a machine gun be so big?"
"This is an air defense tracked armored vehicle with a self-propelled anti-aircraft gun." Chu Jin said flatly, his eyes continued to stare at the screen, but his face couldn't hide his pride, "I saw in the newspaper that this is the armored regiment of the Qizhou Military Region. Team."
"Chu Jin, you can even remember this, your memory is terrific! I didn't expect our Qizhou to be so good, oh, look, this team is all girls!"
Ding Yi danced excitedly, stretched out his head and said to Song Qiaoxi and Ding Miao.
Song Qiaoxi looked at the screen. The beautiful and heroic female soldiers in the team were wearing military-green uniforms on the upper body, wearing a navy blue skirt and black leather boots.
She even felt that the female squad was even better than the male squad!
"Miaomiao, you're so handsome. Didn't you say that you want to be an astronaut when you grow up? Do astronauts also want to be soldiers?"
Song Qiaoxi thought of Ding Miao's dream and asked her by the arm.
Ding Miao focused her head, her big eyes gleaming with stars behind her glasses, she whispered, "Well, astronauts are going to be enlisted in the army, they have to join the Air Force, the selection is very strict and very hard, but... but I am not afraid of hard work. ."
"Miaomiao is so cool, sure to do!"
Song Qiaoxi leaned her head on Ding Miao's shoulder, feeling that Ms. Miao was really the coolest girl she knew.
After watching the military parade, it was already twelve o'clock at noon.
Wang Junyang's phone rang several times, and it was Song's mother who told them to go home for dinner.
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