Chapter 980: What the Heck is This All About

He Jinxuan finished eating, tidied up, and got ready to leave.

He really wanted to stay with Xinyan, especially because he had a bed in the side room, but since they weren’t married, he didn’t want to invite gossip about the little lady.

Xinyan saw him heading outside and asked, "Aren’t you going to ride the motorcycle?"

He Jinxuan raised his hand and touched the top of Xinyan’s head, "I only bought it for your convenience; coming to your place doesn’t require changing buses, it’s very convenient."

Upon hearing this, Xinyan felt a bit sour inside. Not needing to change buses was true, but there was never a time when it wasn’t crowded. Even the last bus was packed like sardines.

Riding a bicycle didn’t involve squeezing, but it still took over forty minutes. He was considerate of her, so she couldn’t be selfish: "I’m not going to Chongyang Village these days, you can bring it to me after taking it out; after all, it’s bought, no need for you to squeeze into a bus again."

Seeing Xinyan holding onto his arm and not letting go, He Jinxuan wasn’t being pretentious anymore, since he was off these days and planned to come every day to cook for her.

Initially, Xinyan wanted to walk to the alley entrance to see him off and then return, but He Jinxuan stopped her: "It’s cold, you don’t need to come out. I’ll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning."

He pushed the motorcycle outside, watched Xinyan secure the main gate and drop the latch, then started the vehicle and left.

Next door, Grandma Tong heard the sound of the motorcycle leaving and suddenly realized what she had done today.

She slapped her forehead and murmured, "What am I doing?"

She didn’t know about He Jinxuan buying the motorcycle and thought it was the Hu Family’s son-in-law coming to pick up his wife, as she had seen the Hu Family’s young lady at her mother’s place today.

Actually, Grandma Tong couldn’t be blamed because Xinyan rode the motorcycle back. Ultimately, her skills weren’t up to par; she stalled the vehicle when turning into the alley and, seeing she was only a few steps away, didn’t bother starting it again.

He Jinxuan had his own little calculations and didn’t start the motorcycle either. He complied with Xinyan’s wishes, took the bike from her and pushed it a few steps, then directly pushed it inside after Xinyan opened the main gate.

This was why Grandma Tong made the trip out.

After sending off He Jinxuan, Xinyan closed the door, drew the curtains, and went into the space.

After practicing boxing, according to the book Acupuncture Treatment Essentials in the space, she continued practicing acupuncture for two more hours before stopping.

Now, although Xinyan’s acupuncture skills hadn’t reached the peak, they were beyond what most people could compare to. However, the practice of acupuncture not only consumed physical energy but also mental energy, which was very tiring.

After finishing, Xinyan strolled around the space city, looked at the grape saplings in the fields, thinking that after nurturing them for a while longer, she could harvest them into the warehouse and replace them with the next batch.

Seeing these saplings reminded her of Chongyang Village. After the autumn harvest on the barren mountain, not only had they planted optimized northern saplings from the space, but due to time constraints, these grape trees could only be planted next spring.

When saplings were planted on the barren mountain, Xinyan went there once. Previously, she had someone build a reservoir at the mountain top, directly pumping water from the reservoir up there, thus preparing with a dual strategy. The reservoir was mostly for backup.

More importantly, Xinyan’s actions wouldn’t involve putting space stream water into the reservoir but she could put the stream water into the reservoir on the mountain top. This saved her trouble and ensured that if anyone from the village caused trouble later, no one would take advantage of her.

As for raising fish in the reservoir, naturally, the fish fry would also be provided by her. She believed that the fish fry nurtured with space stream water would adapt well in the reservoir, ensuring no disappointments and avoiding any trouble at the same time.