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The two simply embraced in the room, expressing their longing for each other, without doing anything inappropriate.

They only kissed each other briefly; nothing else crossed the line. Lin Junhui cherished her and wanted to save the most beautiful and important moments for their wedding night.

He cares about Kong Xiufang and doesn't want to do things she doesn't like. Loving her means respecting her; you can't dictate her preferences based on your own.

He couldn't force her; Lin Junhui just wanted to cherish her and protect her.

In the kitchen, Kong Xiangyao was chopping potatoes and chatting with Mu Shuyun.

"Mom, my brother-in-law is really handsome. No wonder Yunya always praises him."

Mu Shuyun smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if a boy is good-looking or not, as long as he's presentable. As long as he's responsible and has a sense of duty, that's fine."

After listening, Kong Xiangyao nodded seriously and said, "Yes, Mother is right, I'll remember that. But looking at good-looking people really does make me feel happy!"

Mu Shuyun smiled but didn't say anything more. She continued cooking.

The two of them cuddled together inside until Mu Shuyun called them for dinner, at which point they finally came out of the room.

Mu Shuyun looked her daughter and son-in-law over; their hair was neat, and their clothes were crisp and wrinkle-free.

Her face wasn't flushed, and her breathing was steady and natural. It seemed she had overthought things, thinking that the two of them were in the room and hadn't been able to control themselves, doing something inappropriate.

My daughter is sensible and my son-in-law knows how to restrain himself and respect my daughter. I am even more satisfied with Lin Junhui as my son-in-law.

Kong Xiufang and Lin Junhui came out of the room and went to the living room for dinner.

A large table of dishes, a total of ten dishes and an egg drop soup. Kong Xiufang ladled out a bowl of egg drop soup for him and handed it to him.

Lin Junhui accepted the gift with both hands and thanked her politely. Mu Shuyun's eyes were full of admiration; her son-in-law was a very good person.

Small details can reveal a person's upbringing and character.

Kong Xiangyao was also at the table, warmly offering a toast. Lin Junhui drank a glass of baijiu, feeling embarrassed to refuse his brother-in-law's kindness.

He never drinks alcohol at home, except when he has a meal with his older brothers, such as Sun Zitao, he drinks a little.

Lin Junhui also invited Yunya and the other children to the table for dinner. He said he likes lively gatherings, and he's even happier with children around.

The real reason is that I don't want my mother-in-law to bring the children to another table, as it would look bad and be troublesome.

Kong Tongming didn't come home for lunch. He was busy buying things at the end of the year, so he didn't have time to go home for meals. He just grabbed a bite at the shop.

Lin Junhui and his family finished their lunch while chatting and laughing at the table.

Kong Xiangyao and Lin Junhui talked a lot, mostly about work and making money.

In the kitchen, Mu Shuyun opened and examined all the things Lin Junhui had brought.

There was a large piece of pork weighing a full six pounds and six ounces, four packets of pastries, two boxes of royal jelly, and two cartons of malted milk powder.

Looking at these things, Mu Shuyun felt they were too extravagant. These pastries and pork would have been enough; why add malted milk powder and royal jelly? These were not cheap items.

Farmers don't have so many rules. Mu Shuyun planned to give him royal jelly and malted milk powder to take back.

No family should spend money like this. We got engaged this year, which cost a lot of money; we can't just accept these things without a clear conscience.

Lin Junhui chatted with his younger brother for a while, then they parted ways. Kong Xiufang helped clean up the mess on the table and washed the pots and pans.

Yunya helped sweep the floor, Jianjun looked after his younger brother, Mu Shuyun tidied up the return gifts, and Kong Xiangyao chatted with the guests. Everyone had a clear division of labor.

After finishing their work, Yunya, Jianjun, and Jianguo ran to Grandma Niu's house to play with Caixia.

Kong Xiangyao went to talk to his mother. Mu Shuyun told her son not to disturb his son-in-law and daughter's conversation.

Kong Xiufang then pulled Lin Junhui into her room for a tender moment. The two talked endlessly until 4 p.m., when Lin Junhui reluctantly left to go home.

It was getting late, and she still had to take a car back, a journey of an hour. Kong Xiufang couldn't pay any more attention to the monk.

Mu Shuyun took out return gifts for Lin Junhui to take back. Lin Junhui resisted for a while, but finally gave in to his mother-in-law and took back a box each of royal jelly and malted milk powder.

I also brought a bag of dried black fungus and dried mushrooms, as well as a basket of free-range eggs laid by the farm's own chickens.

I came with lots and lots of heavy bags. I came back with lots and lots of bags too, but much lighter.

Apart from the eggs, which have some weight, everything else is lightweight.

When Lin Junhui left, Kong Xiufang and her younger brother Kong Xiangyao saw him off. They escorted him to the village entrance to wait for his bus.

Kong Xiangyao put his things down, said a few words, and went back. He left a little time for his sister and brother-in-law to have a good talk.

Kong Xiufang looked at Lin Junhui with reluctance and said, "Junhui, I'm going to the city to play tomorrow, and I'll come to see you then."

Lin Junhui was overjoyed, his eyes filled with Kong Xiufang. With tenderness in his eyes, he said gently, "Okay, remember to come find me! I'll be waiting for you at home, I won't go anywhere else."

The two agreed on a time to meet next, hugged for a while longer, and then let go.

As a bus approached from afar, Lin Junhui picked up the return gifts and got on the bus.

After putting her things away, she waved goodbye to Kong Xiufang through the car window. As the car slowly drove away, Kong Xiufang felt a little downcast.

She was also deeply in love with JJ Lin, and their relationship was at its peak. Being separated for so long was very frustrating for her.

As the car drove further and further away, Lin Junhui gazed at the receding scenery outside the window, his heart filled with longing for Kong Xiufang.

He held the package containing the return gift tightly, as if it were Kong Xiufang's hand.

Back in the city, Lin Junhui meticulously cleaned the house, preparing to welcome Kong Xiufang.

He even went to the market to buy fresh ingredients, thinking he would cook some local specialties for her.

Meanwhile, Kong Xiufang was eagerly anticipating her trip to the city.

She even prepared her best clothes and made some local pastries by hand, intending to bring them to Lin Junhui to try.

Finally, the 29th of the twelfth lunar month arrived, the day of departure. Kong Xiufang boarded the bus to the city, and although the journey was crowded, she did not feel tired at all.

When she arrived at the bus station, Lin Junhui was already there, eagerly waiting for her.

The moment they saw each other, their eyes were filled with surprise and love. They quickly walked towards each other and embraced, as if the whole world had shrunk to just the two of them.

Lin Junhui took the things from Kong Xiufang's hands and led her to ride a bicycle.

After putting her things in the back seat, Kong Xiufang sat on the front crossbar as before.

She loved the feeling of nestled in Lin Junhui's arms. Lin Junhui rode his bicycle, Kong Xiufang nestled against him, and even the gentle breeze felt sweet.

The two chatted and laughed, and it felt like only a few minutes had passed before they arrived at Lin Junhui's house. They felt like there wasn't enough time together; time seemed to fly by too quickly.

Kong Xiufang could only stay at Lin Junhui's house until the afternoon, because tomorrow was New Year's Eve, and Kong Xiufang had to catch the last bus back home, otherwise she wouldn't be able to go home for the New Year if there were no buses available.