Xiao Zhengqian chuckled heartily as he saw the admiration in his niece's sparkling eyes.
Xiao Dingkun, standing nearby, found it hard to watch. Unfortunately, he had never faced such situations himself, as his career was in politics rather than the military.
Gu Yang, ever observant, noticed her father's slight disappointment. She smiled and said, "Dad, you've contributed so much to the country and the people. You're impressive in your own way."
Though Xiao Dingkun's expression remained serious, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
At that moment, Grandpa and Grandma Xiao approached slowly.
Grandpa Xiao, hands behind his back, began with a touch of nostalgia. "When I was on the battlefield, there were harsh winters, and we often ran out of ammunition and food. I faced enemy cannons and tanks…"
Gu Yang's eyes lit up. "Grandpa, you're amazing."
Grandpa Xiao laughed heartily.
"Sister is also very powerful."