It's so hard, I'm dressed like a group favorite in the 1960s

"Brother-in-law, you are so amazing!" Zhao Liang couldn't help but admire. He watched Fang Yanjin quickly and accurately piece together Jiang Langtian's things, and his admiration for Fang Yanjin increased a bit more.

Zhao Liang secretly sighed inwardly. Although each of them had their own specialties, it was rare to find someone as omnipotent and proficient in everything as Fang Yanjin. He couldn't help but think of his sister Jiang Junjun. Fang Yanjin, like Jiang Junjun, was an admirable all-round talent.

Zhao Liang's question concerned a solution to a difficult problem. It not only tested one's IQ and EQ, but also demanded decisive decision-making. However, Fang Yanjin wasn't stumped by the dilemma. After a moment's reflection, he came up with a flawless answer.

All the problems were easily solved by Fang Yanjin. Everyone made way for him and looked at him with admiration. Fang Yanjin held the two little figures he had just put together and opened the door with a smile.

The moment the door opened, a ray of warm sunlight poured into the room like golden gauze, just shining on Jiang Junjun's face.

At that moment, it seemed as if time had frozen. Jiang Junjun in front of everyone seemed to be bathed in light, with countless dazzling rays of light emanating from her body, dazzling everyone.

Fang Yanjin looked at the girl sitting on the bed and walked towards her step by step with determination.

Jiang Junjun wore a cheongsam meticulously sewn by Murong Xi, Hua Shang, and others. Its exquisite tailoring perfectly outlined her graceful figure. Her hair was also cleverly tied up today, secured with a crystal-clear jade hairpin, which only made her face, like a rosy blossom, look even more charming and beautiful.

At this moment, Jiang Junjun sat there, like a beauty from an ancient painting, exuding a classical and elegant temperament. Her beauty lies not only in her appearance, but also in the happiness and satisfaction that emanates from her from the inside out.

Jiang Junjun gazed at the man before her with overflowing joy. This man was the partner she would spend the rest of her life with. His presence seemed destined, bringing her an unprecedented warmth and peace of mind.

This warmth and peace of mind is different from what her family gives her. Perhaps it is because she has never experienced such a passionate love in her previous life that she has such a strong feeling.

"I'm here to pick you up," Fang Yanjin said softly, a hint of nervousness and anticipation in his voice. He knelt on one knee and pulled a ring from his pocket. This ring was no ordinary item; he had spent a great deal of time and effort crafting it himself.

Fang Yanjin carefully placed the ring on Jiang Junjun's ring finger, then slowly raised his head and gazed into her eyes. At this moment, he finally put the ring he had been preparing for seven years on the hand of his beloved girl, and the joy and excitement in his heart were beyond words.

The ring is made of a single shell, its surface as smooth as a mirror, and the inside is engraved with their names. This small detail not only reflects Fang Yanjin's care, but also symbolizes the unique and deep emotion between them.

Jiang Junjun took another ring from the two little figures in Fang Yanjin's hands and put it on Fang Yanjin's ring finger.

"Fang Yanjin, I'm marrying you today." Jiang Junjun looked at Fang Yanjin. She finally married the man she fell in love with at first sight.

When the people around saw this scene, they all felt a little hot in the eyes for some reason.

"Okay." Fang Yanjin's words all turned into one word. He was very grateful to this girl for choosing him firmly and never giving up. This allowed him to have a different life.

Fang Yanjin carefully picked up the pair of shoes that were so carefully embroidered by Hua Shang and Grandma Jiang, as if they were the most precious treasures in the world. He gently put the shoes on Jiang Junjun's small and delicate feet and tied the shoelaces with gentle and skillful movements.

After finishing all this, Fang Yanjin gently picked up Jiang Junjun, as if she were a fragile piece of porcelain. He walked out of the room slowly, each step seemed so cautious, for fear of startling the beauty in his arms.

A bicycle was already parked outside the door, its handlebars tied with red silk, fluttering in the wind like a festive flag. Fang Yanjin gently placed Jiang Junjun on the back seat, then mounted the bicycle himself, ready to set off.

Jiang Junjun sat firmly on the back of the bicycle, her arm around Fang Yanjin's waist, with the cushion Fang Yanjin had sewn for her. Li Na had taught her how to sew, and it was clear that Li Na's needlework was truly excellent!

Just then, a group of young men and women arrived on bicycles. Their bicycles were also tied with red silk ribbons, gleaming brightly in the sunlight. Every face was filled with happy smiles, as if nothing in the world could stop their joy.

The cyclists set off in a mighty procession, heading towards the compound. Dozens of bicycles formed a spectacular sight on the wide street, attracting the attention of countless passers-by.

People stopped to watch and were infected by the smiles on the faces of these young people, as if they could also feel their joy.

Many years later, people still talk about that scene with great relish. It is something that no luxury car in the future can compare to.

Of course, Jiang Junjun had to take photos of such a scene, so their children and grandchildren were also fortunate enough to see this happy scene in the photos.

As the bicycle team gradually moved away, the Jiang family's side began to get lively. Firecrackers crackled non-stop, and the air was filled with a festive atmosphere.

Everyone was busy, some were busy preparing a sumptuous wedding banquet in the kitchen, some were distributing wedding candies, and some were warmly entertaining the guests who came to congratulate them.

Everyone's face was filled with smiles, looking forward to the return of Fang Yanjin and Jiang Junjun to share this happy moment together.

Fang Yanjin, Jiang Junjun, and their group rode bicycles like a mighty convoy, weaving through the narrow alleys of Kyoto. The wheels rolled, stirring up a gentle rustle of wind, as if they weren't riding but rather speeding towards their destination at lightning speed.

Before long, they arrived at the gate of the compound. Their imposing presence, as if they were riding luxury sports cars rather than ordinary bicycles, drew the attention of passersby.

Although they had reported in advance that the people coming this time were all members of the compound and those on the reported list, they still had to undergo inspection before being allowed to enter the compound smoothly.

After all, this place is not like other places, and many people live here.