I glanced at the bowl that Tan Yumiao and Wang were holding as I passed by Ma Debi and his group.
"Jiang Zhiqing, you only gave him two pieces of this cabbage and pork stir-fry. That's too stingy."
Even eating can't shut you up.
Wu Weiguo was inside the house with a lunchbox in his hand, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her bring him the food.
"Then, you eat whatever we eat. I'll take care of you until your leg is better, and then I won't care anymore!"
"Thank you, Jiang Zhiqing,"
Zhou Yunting took the bowl with a smile in his eyes, trying to keep his voice low, as if he was still angry.
With the doors and windows open at this time, it's inconvenient to say anything.
While handing over the bowl, Jiang Wenwan quickly said something.
"The 19th Brigade".
Zhou Yunting nodded, and Jiang Wenwan turned and left.
Wu Weiguo ate with him inside the house, but he ate brown rice and sweet potatoes, along with a serving of boiled cabbage.
The two ate quickly and were almost finished when he suddenly widened his eyes and stared at the big chicken leg at the bottom of Zhou Yunting's bowl.
She looked at the chicken leg in surprise, then at Zhou Yunting.
Zhou Yunting noticed it while he was eating. At this moment, with his back to the door and window, his eyes were smiling as if they were filled with sunlight.
The chicken leg that Jiang Zhiqing brought him smelled delicious, and his heart was brimming with joy.
His happy expression drew a sidelong glance from Wu Weiguo, who was standing nearby.
She coughed lightly to remind him to eat quickly, her gaze falling on his chicken leg.
Zhou Yunting glanced at him with a smile, took a big bite, and his mouth was filled with the aroma of meat.
Watching him eat, Wu Weiguo, who was standing next to him, could smell the aroma and unconsciously swallowed his saliva before turning his head away.
But her eyes still couldn't help looking over there, and she just stared straight at him as he took a bite, skin and all.
Zhou Yunting was engrossed in eating, and after a few bites, he noticed that the man was staring intently at him.
He looked at the chicken leg, then at Wu Weiguo, hesitated for less than a second before taking another big bite, chewing the meat with gusto, the aroma filling his nostrils.
Wu Weiguo watched him as he gnawed the chicken leg down to a bare bone.
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