บท 209: Pickled Radishes

Qiao Mei smiled as she sat under the shade of the tree and watched the soldiers scrambling to get their food. The junior soldier from the cookhouse ran to Qiao Mei as he panted.

"Sister-in-law, come try this. The food that's made by the cookhouse today is very fragrant!" Beads of sweat rolled down the junior soldier's face.

Qiao Mei looked at the junior soldier in front of her. The clothes on his back were drenched in sweat. He had very tanned skin, and a simple and honest smile. The mess tin in his hand was very clean and filled with all kinds of dishes, especially meat. In the army, meat was especially scarce and yet they were willing to give it to her to eat.

Qiao Mei quickly shook her head and said, "You guys gave me too much. Quickly bring it back for everyone else to eat."