Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 550 - 0550: Bonfire Party 8_1

Chapter 550: Chapter 0550: Bonfire Party 8_1

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.

Once he got there, Xibao, his hands covered in saliva-coated mutton, handed it to Feng Qingxue, "Mommy, eat, mommy, eat!" But his eyes were fixed on the piece of meat in the plate, with the grip of his hands reaching for it – changing his interest so quickly, it was hard to know what to say.

"Hot! Don’t burn yourself!" Lu Jiang quickly grabbed his arm.

"Hot!" Xibao said.

"Right, it’s very hot, very hot." After Feng Qingxue finished speaking, she pinched a piece of mutton to cool it down, placing it in his palm.

Out of courtesy, giving ladies first, Liao the Cook handed over the next plate to Su Junlin, and then only proceeded to serve the mutton from the commander down, scraping the two lamb legs clean.

Feng Qingxue borrowed a bit of sauce from him, spreading it on the potato slices that Lu Jiang had peeled and cut with a dagger.

Eating bbq is all about the atmosphere.

But the high-ranking military officers in the army couldn’t just sit idly by. After having a few drinks, eating some peanuts and a few pieces of mutton, they all got up and walked towards the soldiers who were immersed in the festive celebrations.

Lu Jiang also followed. He couldn’t ignore his own soldiers.

Before leaving, he said to Feng Qingxue, "Stay put, don’t leave. I don’t want to lose you when I come back."

"I know, go on, don’t be the last one!" Feng Qingxue handed him the bag of leftover peanuts from everyone, "Don’t just think about having everything for yourself. Though it’s not much, it’s the thought that counts!"

After Lu Jiang left, only Feng Qingxue and Bai Xue were left by the bonfire.

"Don’t be too complacent!" Bai Xue said in a low voice.

Feng Qingxue, while wrapping drowsy Xibao in her army coat, smiled faintly and responded in a low voice, "Bai Xue, seeing as you’re now Su’s close comrade, please, have some self-awareness! It’s not like others can’t see through your schemes. I’m letting it go out of respect for Su. If this gets out of hand, who do you think will end up unlucky? It certainly won’t be me. If Su finds out that you have ulterior motives, what do you think your fate will be?"

Bai Xue turned pale, "You..."

"Bai Xue, here’s some advice. What you sow is what you’ll reap. The path is chosen by you. No one is forcing you. If you don’t agree, you won’t die. At most, you’ll be unhappy and unsatisfied. But if you agree, it means that wealth and glory take precedence in your heart. And if that’s the case, you need to stay the course. Don’t act like a victim!"

"Feng Qingxue, if not for you..."

"Even without me, you would have chosen this path. My Ajiang doesn’t choose just anyone. Moreover, you know very well what choice is most beneficial to you!" said Feng Qingxue, not hesitating to strip away the mask Bai Xue was wearing.