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It didn't take long for Bai Song and An Zhiyuan to get dressed and come out, and now, their tone of speaking had become very familiar, as if they had instantly transformed from strangers into long-time friends.
In the yard, three women were busily working.
"Are we having dumplings for lunch?"
Bai Song, looking somewhat greedy, mused that, while their troops weren't without dumplings, they were only a special treat during festive seasons. Their training was grueling, and often took them deep into deserted mountains for three to four months at a stretch, without a chance for dumplings. Even having cornmeal pancakes was considered good fortune. There were plenty of times they went without food and water during field training, so a meal of dumplings was indeed a mouthwatering prospect.
