Jiang Xiaoyue sat on the sofa opposite him, resting her chin in her hands as she watched her dad eat with great enthusiasm.
"Dad, is it delicious?" she asked.
Jiang Yun nodded, "Delicious, the meat my old son brings back is of course delicious."
Even though he was a high-ranking officer, resources were tight at the moment. Even for him, eating meat was a once or twice a week luxury. As a leader, he had to set an example of putting others before himself, so this hard-to-come-by roasted lamb was a real treat.
"Not just the roasted lamb, even if you brought back a leaf of cabbage, it would be tasty," Jiang Yun added this immediately after.
Jiang Xiaoyue hummed in agreement, her eyes curving into smiles.
That was good, as long as her dad cherished her.
