The voluptuous and beautiful nanny, Technician Shen fell for her.

The single bed is too narrow.

When Su Nianhe woke up, she was completely nestled in Shen Huai's arms.

The two were very close. She could sense the man's normal morning reaction with the slightest movement.

"Awake?" Shen Huai's voice was low and husky, as if he hadn't woken up properly, and he rubbed his chin against the top of her head a couple of times.

Su Nianhe was in a daze, and as soon as she moved her hand, Shen Huai grabbed it, preventing her from touching him.

"Get up." She pulled her hand away and pushed against his hard chest. "We agreed to go buy a sewing machine yesterday. If we go too late, the department store might not have any left."

Shen Huai didn't make things difficult for her. He rubbed her lower back with his large hand, then lifted the covers and got out of bed.

He casually slipped on the white shirt, his slender fingers buttoning it up one button at a time. The lines of his broad shoulders and narrow waist were faintly visible beneath the fabric.

After the two finished washing up and came downstairs, Liu Huizhen was already sitting on the sofa in the living room.

On the coffee table lay a thick stack of industrial coupons and several bundles of "big unity" (a type of currency).

"Take these with you." Liu Huizhen pointed to the money on the table, adopting the airs of a mother-in-law as she instructed, "Go to the department store and pick out the best of the three turns and one sound. I've already called Tie Jun and asked him to bring Lianhua to Nanqiao Road to find you and help carry your things. The banquet is scheduled for the tenth of next month at the Jiangshi Hotel. Time is tight, so we need to hurry up with all the preparations."

Su Nianhe nodded obediently in agreement.

Shen Huai walked over, put the money into the inside pocket of his leather jacket with one hand, and took Su Nianhe's hand to walk outside.

When the two returned to the courtyard at No. 103 Nanqiao Road, Li Tiejun and Li Lianhua were already waiting at the door.

Li Tiejun pushed a 28-inch bicycle, rubbing his hands together from the cold. Li Lianhua wore a red plaid smock, and her two braids were neatly combed.

"Old Shen, sister-in-law, you've finally arrived!" Li Tiejun's loud voice startled the sparrows in the trees, causing them to flutter away. "I was woken up early this morning by Aunt Liu's phone call to do hard labor, and I didn't even have a proper breakfast."

Li Lianhua rolled her eyes at him, "You talk too much. Nianhe is getting married and buying big-ticket items, what's wrong with you helping out a little?"

Su Nianhe took Li Lianhua's hand and led her into the house.

"Don't stand in the wind, go inside and have some hot water before you go."

The four of them warmed up inside before heading straight to Jiangshi Department Store.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, the department store was packed with people, all buying New Year's goods and wedding supplies.

They went straight to the hardware and electrical appliance counter on the second floor.

The sewing machine was placed in the most conspicuous position.

Su Nianhe pointed to the black machine, "I want this Bee brand one."

The sales clerk was a young man who quickly and efficiently issued the invoice.

Shen Huai took out money and industrial vouchers and handed them over.

Li Tiejun rolled up his sleeves, stepped forward, picked up the heavy sewing machine head, and weighed it in his hands.

"It's alright, not too heavy." He turned to Li Lianhua and smugly said, "Look at your brother Tie Jun's physique, he could move two more of them."

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Li Lianhua ignored him and took Su Nianhe's arm, walking towards the watch counter next to them.

"After buying the sewing machine, we still need to buy a watch." Li Lianhua pointed to a row of shiny watch faces in the glass display case. "Director Liu gave us so much money, we have to buy a good one."

Shen Huai followed behind and walked to the counter.

He bent his finger and tapped it twice on the glass tabletop.

"Get me a Shanghai brand women's mechanical watch," Shen Huai said.

The salesperson took out the watch; it had a silver metal strap and a small, exquisite round dial.

Shen Huai took it and turned to look at Su Nianhe.

"Hand out," he said.

Su Nianhe obediently extended her left hand.

Shen Huai held her wrist with one hand.

The man's palms were warm and large, with rough calluses from years of hard work.

The metal watch strap felt cool against my skin.

Shen Huai lowered his head and fastened the watch strap.

His movements were extremely slow, and his rough thumb pads intentionally or unintentionally scraped the soft flesh on the inside of her wrist.

Su Nianhe was ticklish and pulled her hand back slightly.

Shen Huai tightened his grip slightly, directly holding her wrist in his palm.

"Don't move." His voice was low, carrying a hint of unreasonable domineering.

The two were very close, and the sweet, fruity scent emanating from Su Nianhe wafted out uncontrollably, wafting straight into Shen Huai's nose.

His Adam's apple bobbed twice, and he pressed his fingertips against her throbbing pulse, feeling the increasingly rapid rhythm.

"The size is perfect." Shen Huai released her hand, his gaze falling on her flushed cheeks. "You're not allowed to take it off."

Su Nianhe touched the watch on her wrist and muttered softly, "It's easy to break if you wear it while working."

"I'll just buy another one if it breaks," Shen Huai replied readily.

Li Tiejun, watching from the side, felt a pang of jealousy and nudged Li Lianhua with his elbow.

"Look at how smug Lao Shen is," Li Tiejun said in a low voice. "When we get married, I'll buy you the exact same one."

Li Lianhua reached out and pinched his arm.

"It's not even close to being done yet."

Li Tiejun was in so much pain he was grimacing, but he still managed a simple, honest smile.

After buying the watch, the four of them went to pick out a radio and a brand-new Flying Pigeon women's bicycle.

These days, buying a "three-turn-one-ring" (turn on the rails, turn on the rails, turn on the radio, turn on the door, turn on the roof, turn on the door ...

There were too many things for Li Tiejun to carry by himself, so Shen Huai hired a cart and hauled all the large items back to the courtyard on Nanqiao Road.

After unloading the goods, Li Tiejun collapsed into a chair, exhausted, and gulped down water.

"Old Shen, how many tables are you planning for the wedding banquet on the tenth?" Li Tiejun asked. "The guys in the security department are all waiting to drink your wedding wine."

Shen Huai took off his coat and draped it over the back of the chair, then rolled up his shirt sleeves.

"Twenty tables." Shen Huai pulled out a chair and sat down. "The brothers from the textile factory and the people from Jianjun's side are all arranged in the second-floor hall. The relatives from the compound and my father's connections are in the private rooms on the third floor."

Su Nianhe was wiping her newly bought sewing machine with a rag when she heard the number twenty tables, and she stopped.

"Twenty tables?" She turned to look at her. "How much would that cost?"

"You don't need to worry about the money." Shen Huai stood up, walked to her side, and took the rag from her hand and threw it on the table.

He braced his hands on the sewing machine table, trapping her between himself and the machine.

Li Tiejun and Li Lianhua were still talking at the other end of the main room and didn't notice this side at all.

Shen Huai lowered his head, his nose almost touching her cheek.

"Is there anything missing from what you bought today?" he asked.

Su Nianhe's heart pounded wildly as he got too close to her.

"That's all." She stepped back, her lower back resting against the cold metal frame of the sewing machine. "The three switches and one sound are all complete, and the clothes are newly made."

Shen Huai reached out and naturally placed his large hand on her lower back, separating her from the cold iron rods.

The man's body temperature traveled through her palm, making her feel weak all over.

"One more thing is missing." Shen Huai's voice was very low, only the two of them could hear it.

"What's missing?"

Shen Huai looked at her moist lips and gently pinched her waist with his fingers.

"We need a new mattress," he said matter-of-factly. "The wooden bed in the inner room is too hard; you bumped your knee on it the night before last."

Su Nianhe's mind went blank, and her face turned bright red.

All those embarrassing scenes from the night before last resurfaced.

She hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth.

"Don't talk nonsense!" she whispered, afraid the two people on the other end would hear. "Li Tiejun and the others are still here!"

Shen Huai then kissed her palm.

"Let's go buy it this afternoon." He pulled her hand away, not giving her a chance to refuse.

After resting for a while, Li Tiejun stood up and patted his trouser legs.

"Old Shen, sister-in-law, the things have been delivered. Lianhua and I will head back first."

Shen Huai straightened up, took out two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes from his pocket, and threw them over.

"Hard."

Li Tiejun took the cigarette and happily led Li Lianhua away.

The courtyard fell silent again.

Su Nianhe stood in front of the sewing machine, touching the smooth surface, feeling very at ease.

She turned to look at Shen Huai.

"Are we really going to have a wedding banquet?" She felt like she was dreaming.

In Liuhe Village, marriage meant exchanging a pig and two bags of grain for a person.

Now, she not only has her marriage certificate and a three-wheeled vehicle (a radio, a watch, a bicycle, and a radio), but she also plans to hold a 20-table banquet at the best restaurant in Jiang City.

Shen Huai walked over and pulled the person into his arms.

"Not only will we hold a banquet," he said, resting his chin on the top of her head, "we also want everyone to know that you, Su Nianhe, are my lawfully wedded wife, Shen Huaiming."

He cupped the back of her head with his large hand, tilted his head, and kissed her.

This kiss was devoid of any lust, containing only absolute comfort and promise.