What the elderly leader was talking about was unknown to Feng Qingxue, who couldn't help but say, "Your memory is excellent! All I did was mention Lu Jiang's name and current occupation, and you're able to recall things from years ago."
"When one grows old, memory isn't quite what it was. But I'll not forget any single hero from our country."
Feng Qingxue was profoundly moved.
The elderly leader patted Xibao, who was gnawing peas on his lap, asked his secretary Tang to bring some water, and personally fed Xibao himself. "The first aid technique you've developed is extremely important for soldiers on the battlefield, I've heard all about it. A few years ago, I personally approved Lu Jiang's first-class merit, and today, I personally approved yours as well!"
Feng Qingxue hurriedly stood up, "I'm not worthy."
"You are, you are!"