We settled down in the town.

Coincidentally, the guerrilla squad from southern Zhejiang had just finished a battle and was also resting in the town.

Auntie kept running back and forth to the troops, sometimes delivering things, sometimes helping out.

That day, as I was sewing a rabbit fur vest, she shouted to me while running, "Mom, I know what I want to do when I grow up!"

I bit off the thread, "Take off your outer garment and try this on."

"Mom, why don't you ask me what I want to do?"

Before I could ask, she answered herself, "I want to join the People's Liberation Army! Like Sister Ping Ping!"

Ping Ping is the female soldier who saved us and is also Auntie's idol.

Auntie picked up my chubby little mom, "Little sister, if your sister joins the army, you must not make mom angry, you know?"

I was momentarily distracted, there was still half a year before the founding of the new China.

Auntie was young, she shouldn't really have to go to the battlefield, right?

"Alright, quickly try on the clothes." I changed the subject again.

"I don't want to, let little sister wear it."

"This outfit fits you, besides, your birthday is coming soon."

Finally, Auntie put on the new vest, which fit perfectly.

She gently touched the vest, excitement shining in her eyes, "It's so warm, just a little small, I'm afraid I won't be able to wear it for a few years."

After saying that, she was about to put it away to wear it for the New Year.

In May 1949, just after her thirteenth birthday, Auntie submitted her application to join the Party for the first time.

Even though she was unsuccessful due to her young age, she still followed Ping Ping to take care of the wounded and pass on messages.

She came and went early and late, overnight transforming from a child into an adult.

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