Although Dai Xingyun never joined the military, his days were anything but idle.

Every morning, as the first rays of dawn touched the earth, he would go to work at the sound of the whistle. Once the sun was high in the sky and the work in the fields was finished, he would rush to the militia team and pass on all the practical self-defense skills he had learned without reservation.

You should know that Dai Xingyun has mastered authentic military boxing! Every move and stance contains boundless power and exquisite skill.

During one training session, when he executed a clean and powerful punch, the people around him cheered in unison.

One of the young men, unable to contain his excitement and admiration, shouted excitedly, "Brother Xingyun, your moves are amazing! Could you teach us a few more?"

Upon hearing this, Dai Xingyun's lips curled up slightly, revealing a kind and approachable smile. He then readily nodded and replied, "Of course! As long as you are truly eager to learn, I will teach you."

"However, martial arts training is not something that can be mastered overnight; it requires perseverance and unwavering dedication!"

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, expressing their determination to practice diligently and live up to Dai Xingyun's painstaking guidance.

After finishing a busy day, Dai Xingyun dragged his slightly tired body and hurried to the health center.

From a distance, one could see that Shen Xiaoxiao was still busy inside the house.

So he tiptoed to the door, then stood there silently, motionless like a statue, waiting quietly.

After smiling and waving goodbye to the last villager who came for treatment, Shen Xiaoxiao slowly raised her head, her gaze falling on Dai Xingyun, who was waiting at the door.

Her face, which had looked slightly tired from being busy, instantly blossomed into a radiant smile, like spring flowers, and she asked softly, "Xingyun, what brings you here?"

Dai Xingyun walked briskly into the health center, a warm smile on her lips, and replied softly, "Of course I came here especially to pick you up and take you home. You must be exhausted after a long day."

Shen Xiaoxiao gently shook her head and said coquettishly, "No, I'm so happy to be able to help everyone in the village."

Dai Xingyun gazed quietly at the woman before him, his eyes filled with endless tenderness and affection. He couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke Shen Xiaoxiao's hair.

She said with concern, "Xiaoxiao, don't always think about others, and don't forget to take good care of yourself."

A slight blush rose on Shen Xiaoxiao's cheeks, as tempting as a ripe apple.

She lowered her head shyly and replied in a voice barely audible, "I know. Let's hurry home. Mom and Dad have probably already prepared the meal and are looking forward to our return. Xiahou Jie is probably getting impatient."

"Yes! Let's hurry back." Dai Xingyun smiled as he thought of Xiahou Jie.

Then, the two walked out of the health center side by side.

At this moment, the setting sun on the horizon resembled a giant fireball, radiating its last rays and generously showering them with golden afterglow.

Their shadows were stretched long, like a beautiful and moving painting.

Before long, the two arrived at their doorstep.

Even before entering the house, the aroma of food wafted from inside.

Pushing open the door, I saw Shen Zishan and Ma Aning busy in the kitchen.

Hearing the noise, Ma Aning poked her head out. When she saw Shen Xiaoxiao and Dai Xingyun returning together, her face immediately lit up with a loving smile, and she greeted them warmly, "Oh my, Xingyun's here! I specially made your favorite dishes today."

Dai Xingyun scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, Auntie. Then I won't be polite."

"Auntie, you're so biased! I haven't even arrived yet, why didn't you even ask me?"

Xiahou Jie strode in, shouting at the top of his lungs.

Hearing the voice, Ma Aning turned to look at Xiahou Jie, a hint of reproach on her face: "Oh, do I really need to go out of my way to greet you?"

"Look, he came running over here by himself! Don't worry, I'm sure there will be plenty of your favorite dishes." As she spoke, she gave Xiahou Jie a light glare.

Upon hearing this, Xiahou Jie immediately beamed with joy and began to whine like a child: "Hehe, Auntie, I knew you were the best to me!" He then winked mischievously at Ma Aning.

At this moment, Shen Zishan, who was sitting to the side, couldn't stand it anymore and said irritably, "Alright, you brat, you've been clinging to my wife since you came in."

"If you want to eat delicious food, you'd better find a wife to cook for you!"

"Then I'll have to be very selective! I must find someone with superb cooking skills who can make delicious dishes like Auntie's. Uncle, please introduce me to someone!" Xiahou Jie blinked his eyes, making his request with an expectant look.

"Hmph, go find one yourself. This old man doesn't know any suitable girls. I can't play matchmaker for you."

Shen Zishan rolled his eyes at Xiahou Jie and replied irritably.

Before long, one delicious dish after another was served.

Everyone gathered around the dining table, and laughter filled the room, creating a warm and joyful atmosphere.

Shen Zishan wore a smile, but his eyes kept glancing at Shen Xiaoxiao and Dai Xingyun beside him.

Looking at the young couple before him, he felt a surge of satisfaction.

In fact, Shen Zishan knew perfectly well that his beloved daughter had grown up and now had her own thoughts and decisions.

Especially when he saw Dai Xingyun, he felt from the bottom of his heart that this young man was of outstanding character and a reliable person that his daughter could entrust her life to.

Just then, Ma Aning, who had been engrossed in her meal, suddenly looked up and noticed that her husband was staring intently at Shen Xiaoxiao and Dai Xingyun.

Curiosity piqued, he asked, "Old man, what are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and start eating. What are you thinking about?"

"Oh my, time really flies! In the blink of an eye, our daughter has already grown up. Look, she's reached the age where she can get married!" Shen Zishan said with a sigh.

Upon hearing this, Ma Aning felt a pang of reluctance: "Who can argue with that? But our daughter is still so young!"