At this moment, they were holding steaming bowls, savoring the delicious stir-fried chicken with green onions, feeling as if they were celebrating New Year's.
Indeed, there's no place like home.
Bai Junjun and Li Wenli enjoyed their meal with great relish, and even Xiao Chan and the others forgot their fatigue, earnestly wolfing down their food.
Seeing the children obviously famished, Old Uncle Qiu said while feeling distressed, "No matter what happens outside, you've got to eat well first. Bandits and all that are secondary, your health is the capital for the revolution. You mustn't let yourself go hungry, understand?"
"Mm-hmm," everyone responded noncommittally, nodding their heads, though how much they actually took in was another matter.
Old Uncle Qiu could only sigh helplessly.
After these days of being together, they certainly knew the difference in strength between them, and if he were to insist on going out with them, he would only hold them back.