The whole military camp was enveloped in the spicy, fresh aroma.
One by one, the off-duty personnel were drawn in by the smell.
Looking at the two big pots full of red and oily red shrimp insects, their mouths watered.
Fang Xiaolian was sweating all over from cooking.
Unlike the image-conscious celebrity she used to be, her hair was disheveled, and she didn't care. She had some oil stains on her clothes and no time to change. There wasn't a trace of makeup on her face, she simply didn't have the time.
Besides, cooking all day makes you sweat a lot, and any makeup would smear and look worse.
She used to have red nail polish, but it's all removed now.
Now, Fang Xiaolian had the image of a hardworking woman.
Some newly enlisted soldiers saw Fang Xiaolian like this and, for some reason, their noses tingled, eyes reddened, and they turned to secretly wipe their tears.
