Chapter 978: Embarrassment to the Extreme

At the beginning, Xinyan was a bit scared, always worried that the motorcycle might tip over, since it wasn’t a bicycle after all.

He Jinxuan carefully explained the operation process to her. She had a good memory and quickly remembered how to start the motorcycle, then turn it off, and start it again.

Once she was comfortable with that, she went over what He Jinxuan had taught her before, tried the clutch and gear shifting a few times, and felt ready to slowly set off.

After all, she had a driver’s license, and it didn’t take long for her initial nervousness to disappear. After going around once, she found her groove.

After a few more laps, her speed increased, and her gear shifting became smoother.

As evening approached, they returned to the courtyard: "Yanyan, I’ll leave the motorcycle here before I go off on a trip. It’ll be convenient for you to go to the shop, and you won’t have to reverse when you go to Chongyang Village either."

Xinyan warmly accepted He Jinxuan’s thoughtfulness, smiling as she wrapped her arms around his neck: "Jinxuan, you really think of everything. I guess I won’t hold back then."

He Jinxuan reached out and wrapped his arm around Xinyan’s waist: "Don’t stand on ceremony with me, I feel the same way."

Then, he leaned in to kiss those lips he had longed for.

This cuddle went on for half an hour, and it might have lasted even longer if no one had knocked on the door.

The two separated, catching their breath for a moment before Xinyan spoke: "Who is it?"

From outside the door came the voice of Old Mrs. Tong: "Xinyan girl, it’s me, your Grandma Tong."

Xinyan waited a few seconds before opening the door: "Grandma Tong, come on in and sit."

Old Mrs. Tong shook her head: "No, no need to come in. I heard some noise at your door, but the lights weren’t on for a while, so I came to check just in case."

Xinyan’s face flushed with embarrassment. They had parked the motorcycle and closed the door, but hadn’t gotten around to going inside yet.

That’s why the lights weren’t on. It was truly an awkward moment.

Luckily, it was dark now, or facing anyone would be tough.

Even He Jinxuan, standing in the shadows, was embarrassedly touching his nose.

Old Mrs. Tong saw Xinyan was fine: "As long as you’re okay."

Then she remembered something and said: "Yanyan, now that you’re living here alone, if anything happens, be sure to call for us."

Xinyan was genuinely touched: "Got it, Grandma Tong."

Old Mrs. Tong saw that Xinyan listened: "Alright then, go inside. It’s getting cold, and I’m going home."

Xinyan was about to respond when she saw Old Mrs. Tong, who was about to turn away, turn back around: "Yanyan, it’s getting cold. Isn’t your Granny Zhang coming up?"

Xinyan explained: "Grandma Tong, I forgot to mention, Granny Zhang might not be able to come this year."

Old Mrs. Tong asked in surprise: "Why? When she left, she said she’d come after the autumn harvest and tidy up her home. How can she still not come?"

Xinyan saw Old Mrs. Tong getting worried: "Don’t worry, it’s a good thing. Granny Zhang’s eldest son, Uncle Yueshan, has come back, so she probably can’t come over for a while."

Old Mrs. Tong knew some of the Zhang Family’s affairs. Hearing this, she slapped her thigh: "Oh my, really? That’s wonderful news, the old lady must be so relieved."

Saying that, she started wiping her eyes.

Xinyan quickly stepped forward: "Grandma Tong."

Old Mrs. Tong patted Xinyan’s outstretched hand: "It’s nothing, good girl, I’m just happy for the old lady."