In the blink of an eye, there are still two days left until the 11th Festival.

There is not so much attention in the troops, the training is trained as usual, and no one will feel tired of the task.

However, this year is considered a welfare, although there is no holiday, but theatrical performances are arranged.

The fighters watched according to the order, and it was not considered a holiday.

Early in the morning, Yu Jiaoqian and several military wives were already waiting at the door.

There are few civilians in the army, and there are no female soldiers at present, at most there are a few small nurses, so it is naturally impossible to come out to receive them.

Therefore, the task of this reception was handed over to the political commissar and instructor, and the other was Yu Jiaoqian and other military wives.

"This situation, it seems that I am really in a hurry," Hu Xiuju whispered.

Yu Jiaoqian smiled and didn't speak, it's strange if she wasn't in a hurry, there was a limit on the age of a soldier's marriage, and when she finally reached her age, she was facing a group of big men all day long, and she had no time and no object, so she became a group of leftover fighters.

"Bang Bang..."

The literary and artistic soldiers, who were mostly women, got out of the car, and the applause immediately rang out, and Yu Jiaoqian, who watched it, couldn't help but slander.

In the territory occupied by iron-blooded tough guys, it is rare to have so many foreign women, and they are really popular, even if these people have a lower military rank than themselves, or the gold content is not as high as their own, but these fighters are very enthusiastic.

However, Yu Jiaoqian dared to say that there were many people, and if they stood up one by one, these soldiers would be embarrassed to show such eagerness.

When Jiao Qian observed these female soldiers, the female soldiers were also observing the soldiers present, and of course they did not ignore the military wives.

The military wives in this place are not the common kind, and they are all official wives.

The captain of the team led by the literary and artistic soldiers is a female officer in her thirties, obviously with a serious expression, but her facial features are soft, which makes people can't help but let go of their guard.

"Hello sister-in-law, my name is Wang Hongwei..."

Wang Hongwei greeted the political commissars, and after chatting for a while about this performance, he went straight to Yu Jiaoqian.

"Hello, I live here all day long, and I see a group of rough men, and today is a rare time for my eyes to enjoy," Yu Jiaoqian said with a smile.

Wang Hongwei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, looking at Yu Jiaoqian's attitude, he was obviously an easy person to deal with.

No matter where he goes to perform, Wang Hongwei will do some understanding in advance, and when he comes here, of course, he can't avoid Yu Jiaoqian and Hu Xiuju, especially Yu Jiaoqian, Wang Hongwei still cares about Yu Jiaoqian's thoughts.

"We have a rehearsal in the afternoon, and if you have time, you might as well come over and visit," Wang Hongwei warmly invited.

Wang Hongwei has a sister-in-law, and Yu Jiaoqian is a little embarrassed when she shouts, the other party is older than herself, but who made Qin Yi the boss here.

"Is it okay, will it disturb you?" Yu Jiaoqian said with interest.

"No, these little girls under my command also want to know more about the situation here, so they can't talk to male soldiers," Wang Hongwei said meaningfully.

Yu Jiaoqian knew that Wang Hongwei obviously knew another deep meaning for them to come here.

After agreeing to the afternoon visit, Yu Jiaoqian and Wang Hongwei talked about the welcome party in the evening.

A group of beautiful young girls came, and the commissar, of course, had to create more opportunities, so there was one more event in the evening.

After eating at noon, Yu Jiaoqian accompanied the two children to take a nap, and asked Guoguo to send Xiaobao to the kindergarten, and then took Xiaoyue to the auditorium with Hu Xiuju.

There were not many people in the auditorium, all of them were literary and artistic soldiers who only came today, and there were several soldiers who were busy helping.

"Yo, sisters-in-law are here," Wang Hongwei said enthusiastically.

"Excuse me," Yu Jiaoqian and Hu Xiuju laughed.

There were female soldiers on the stage rehearsing, and Yu Jiaoqian and several military wives couldn't help but look over while talking to Wang Hongwei.

In Jiaoqian's impression, they are all male soldier uniforms, and today I saw a good opportunity for female soldiers to wear military uniforms, and I couldn't help but feel a little eager, uniforms, she really wanted to try it.

Because she is a literary soldier, the female soldier on the stage combines gentleness and heroism, and she looks really good.

The soldiers who helped in the auditorium were also working while peeking at the demeanor of the female soldiers.

"Do you often perform like this?" asked Yu Jiaoqian curiously.

"Yes, we are literary soldiers, this is our duty, to bring laughter to the soldiers, so that they can relax for a while" Wang Hongwei said with a smile.

When she was young, she was like the female soldiers on stage, and now that she is older, she has begun to do behind-the-scenes work.

"Is it possible for literary and artistic soldiers to shoot TV?" asked Yu Jiaoqian.

In her impression, there seem to be many celebrities, all of whom were born as literary and artistic soldiers.

"Yes, there are a lot of people in our group who make TV movies, but they are all salaries, and there are many rules..."

Wang Hongwei gave Yu Jiaoqian some examples, and Yu Jiaoqian suddenly realized.

It is no wonder that many literary and artistic soldiers are a little famous, and they will retire from the army, they are really soldiers, their time is not free, their work is not free, and their remuneration is not their own decision.

However, this is also an honor, and more literary and artistic soldiers are still staying in the army in a down-to-earth manner.

With Wang Hongwei, Yu Jiaoqian and Hu Xiuju also led the military search team, and they learned more about these female soldiers, and they had more contact with each other, and Yu Jiaoqian felt a lot more at ease.

Although most of the female soldiers are a little arrogant, they are not without ideas, and they are willing to learn more about the situation here with Yu Jiaoqian.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that these female soldiers are so enthusiastic for the sake of Jiaoqian and Hu Xiuju.

After all, Qin Yi's background is not a secret here, and many literary and artistic soldiers are very interested in Jiao Qian.

Yu Jiaoqian often found that someone was peeking at her, and when she looked over, she immediately pretended that nothing was wrong.

At six o'clock in the evening, it was getting dark, and the canteen suddenly became lively, the soldiers were excited, and the people in the cooking class also hurried to cook and add meals, and the lively atmosphere was almost comparable to the New Year.

Sure enough, the matter related to the selection of mates is a major matter that every species attaches great importance to.

Yu Jiaoqian and the other military wives did not go with Wang Hongwei this time, but took the children of each family and waited in the canteen early.

"Mom, they're so good-looking," Xiaoyue said ignorantly.

The uniform is tempting, and even Xiaoyue is attracted.

"Bang Bang..."

The applause was louder than in the morning, but there were more people than in the morning, except for those who needed training or were on duty, and it was estimated that all those who could come came.

The female soldiers seemed to be used to such a scene, and their expressions were very calm, but their faces were still a little red, and the male soldiers who watched it only screamed.

"Mom is the best-looking," Xiaobao said immediately.

Although he also thought that the female soldiers were good-looking, Xiaobao still habitually praised Yu Jiaoqian, and got a satisfied look from Yu Jiaoqian.