"The roast whole lamb is ready; come on, come on, let's cut up the lamb meat."
Chen Piaopiao announced loudly at the moment.
The fragrance wafted from the roasting lamb, and everyone began to share it.
This wild sheep was no small thing, weighing in at around fifty pounds.
Each person received a significant portion.
At the moment, everyone was eating the roast whole lamb, drinking beer, boasting, and looking up at the starry sky, which was quite delightful.
Even Lin Dong couldn't help but chat a bit more with everyone.
"Lin Dong, about what happened before, I'm sorry for that. Come, let's have one, and I hope you won't take it to heart," Zhang Wenjun took the initiative to toast Lin Dong.
Lin Dong just smiled – he didn't feel like holding a grudge against these people.
After all, there was no deep hatred.
Having a drink with Zhang Wenjun, Liao Bing also came up with a drink to toast Lin Dong.
