He saw several iron racks in the courtyard, supporting the wood fire below, and in their captain's hands was a very thick and substantial piece of roast pork, turning over the flames with the skewer.
"It's all yours."
Lu Xiao handed over the control of the fire to Sang Nian, and only then did he wipe his hands and step out of the courtyard, telling everyone to set up tents outside for resting.
After all, his little wooden cabin couldn't accommodate so many of them.
Today was a good day, with not a cloud in the sky.
As soon as Lu Xiao came out, Zha Xi and the others immediately started joking and shouting:
"Captain, married life sure is different. When did you ever treat us like this in the past years?"
The remark was made in jest, yet upon hearing it, Lu Xiao's clear, cold eyes flickered slightly.
His expression became somewhat complex.
At that moment, Ga Zhuo walked over, and Lu Xiao handed him a cigarette. The two of them began to smoke slowly and leisurely outside.
