When Zhao Anbang was brought up, everyone present sighed. Who wasn't aware of the reason Zhao Anbang retired from the army? Who was blind to Zhao Anbang's health condition? Though Zhao Anbang didn't spend much time in the Southwest Military District, they wouldn't forget the blood shed by any soldier.
As the cook, Liao said, "Sister sings so well, and the roast mutton I cook will go to sister first after Xibao."
Saying that, he sliced a large plate of mutton from the best part of the mutton and handed it to Zhao Yong, who was closest to him. Zhao Yong then passed it to Lu Jiang, who put it in front of Feng Qingxue. Feng Qingxue delightedly said, "Thank you, comrade Cook! Xibao, come here, mommy has a lot of meat!"
Xibao still hadn't finished the piece of meat in his hand, but that didn't dull the glow in his eyes.
"Mommy, meat!" Xibao scrambled up and ran, discarding the commander who was munching on dried yak meat.