Upon hearing the commander's words, Feng Qingxue chuckled lightly, "Pretty much."
When it was time to divide the grains in autumn, an enthusiast weighed Xibao, a total of thirty-four catties including his clothes. This had everyone present envious.
Seeing that Xibao was not feeling well, the commander held him for a while before handing him to Lu Jiang, "The child is tired. Lu Jiang, take your wife and child to rest. Get your food from the mess hall and eat it in the dormitory, stop loitering around outside."
"Yes, commander!"
Ye Zhengjun also understood the initial reaction to the high altitude areas, so he didn't insist on holding Xibao, there was plenty of time in the future. "Right, right, go and rest, once you've rested, we can have our meal together."
Lu Jiang finally got the chance to take his wife and child back to rest. Han Ping and Sang Hong seized the opportunity and followed carrying their luggage.
