Blessing after Surviving a Calamity

"On account of your praise…" Tang Jinghong hesitated. "Actually, I still don't want to give it to you."

Fang Zerong was speechless.

"General, we're brothers who have gone through life and death together. Aren't you being too stingy?"

Tang Jinghong fell into thought. He really didn't want to give him these snacks, but Fang Zerong was indeed a brother who had fought alongside him. Forget it, give him one.

He opened the bag. The pancakes varied in size, but the same pancakes were placed together.

Tang Jinghong reached out to the smallest oil paper bag and handed it to Fang Zerong. "Take it."

Fang Zerong was speechless.

"General, can you give me the biggest one?"

Tang Jinghong pretended not to hear him. He stuffed the pancake into Fang Zerong's hand and ignored him. Then, he took out the biggest oil paper bag and opened it. It was a red bean pancake.