"My husband is Lu Feng," Fu Xiaoxiao said softly.
"... Hiss!!!" Before the squad leader could say anything, every cook who heard Lu Feng's name drew in a sharp breath.
Seeing their reaction, Fu Xiaoxiao was momentarily stunned. Was Lu Feng's name that intimidating?
"Uh, so you're the wife of Camp Commander Lu. Yes, yes, I'll get it for you right away. Sister-in-law, do you want a rooster or a hen?" The squad leader bent down at the waist.
He carefully sized up Fu Xiaoxiao, wondering how such a delicate sister-in-law ended up marrying that living hellion...
Could her petite frame withstand the abuse... ahem, the coldness of Camp Commander Lu?
"A hen!" Fu Xiaoxiao thought for a moment. Hen soup is more beneficial for a patient's recovery, so a hen would be better.
"Alright, alright, Sister-in-law, please wait a moment." The squad leader hurried to the cold storage to fetch a hen.
"How much is it? I'll pay you," Fu Xiaoxiao asked with a smile, holding the hen.
