The tenderness of his little girl's face was even softer than tofu, he dared not exert much force, being afraid he might ruin it.
Zhou Zhaodi listened and marveled, asking with envy on her face, "Is the food in the army that good?"
The tallest and most substantial person in their family, her man, only weighed around a hundred and forty pounds, and her man was not even a hundred and thirty.
It was thanks to Guibao's successful hunting that their whole family could occasionally enjoy meat; in the past, they could only have a few slices of meat once in a long while.
"We're provided enough food for every meal," Chen Jianjun answered truthfully.
His words immediately caught everyone's attention.
Aren't they working hard in the field day in and day out just so they can have plenty of food for each meal?!
And Chen Erbao seemed to have even greater aspirations, he asked enthusiastically, "Is there meat to eat?"
"Yes! We have meat for every meal."
