The Farming Genes Embedded in Chinese People
After lunch, Su Xiaoxiao watched eagerly as Jiang Yexun and her brother left together. With her brother and father both around, she had no chance to talk to Jiang Yexun privately. She recalled being held by him in the morning, the familiar shiver from resting against his broad chest, and felt a rush of warmth and embarrassment.
Mrs. Su, observing her daughter's longing gaze at the closed door, couldn't help but tease, "You'll be married in just twenty-four days. Is it already so hard to say goodbye?"
"What? I... I'm not." Su Xiaoxiao stammered, blushing deeply, unable to even lift her head.
Mrs. Su smiled and patted her daughter's head gently. "There's no need to be shy. We're happy that you're marrying someone you like. As parents, we're naturally pleased."
Every parent wants their child to find happiness and not be let down. Jiang Yexun not only cares for Xiaoxiao but is also reliable and capable. Mrs. Su felt increasingly reassured.
Just then, someone knocked on the door.