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

Su Nianhe sat on the bamboo chair, watching Guihua's retreating figure, and sighed with worry.

What kind of situation is this?

She escaped Wang Liping's schemes in the municipal party committee compound, but she couldn't escape the matchmaking attempt by the enthusiastic aunt in Xiahe Village.

Inside the main room, Old Mrs. Shen fanned herself with a palm-leaf fan, listening to everything that was happening outside.

The old lady had lived most of her life and had seen all sorts of strange and wonderful things.

She saw right through Guihua's thoughts.

The old lady stood up from the threshold and slowly walked into the yard.

"Girl," the old lady called out to her.

Su Nianhe quickly stood up and respectfully greeted, "Grandma."

"Don't listen to Guihua's nonsense." The old lady took her hand and patted the back of her hand. "I've met that Da Niu kid. He's big and burly, but he's single-minded. He's not good enough for you."

Su Nianhe's face flushed.

"Grandma, I really don't want to find a partner."

"Whether you look for her or not is your business, but Guihua has no chance of controlling you." The old lady's tone was very protective. "You're the one I brought back from Jiang City. In the past two days in the village, no one has dared to force you to buy or sell. If she really brings Da Niu over later, just ignore her and go straight inside. Grandma will protect you."

Su Nianhe felt a surge of emotion.

Although the old lady had a fiery temper, she was genuinely good to her.

"Thank you, Grandma."

The old lady nodded, turned and walked towards the kitchen: "Come on, go start a fire for your grandfather. That old man was just making a fuss about not having any food. If we don't cook for him soon, he might tear the roof off."

Su Nianhe quickly followed to help.

The farmhouse kitchen was spacious, with a tall earthen stove.

Su Nianhe moved swiftly, carrying a bundle of firewood into the stove and striking a match to light it.

The flames leaped up, making her fair face glow red.

As she worked the bellows, she recalled what Guihua had just said.

When Shen Huai left yesterday, he only said that he would pick her up the day after tomorrow, and didn't say anything else.

This man was so shrewd; he even planned out her escape route after she quit her job and moved out, but he overlooked the matchmaking by the village aunt.

Su Nianhe added a piece of firewood to the stove.

If Shen Huai were here now, what would his reaction be if he saw Da Niu coming over?

The image of Shen Huai, aloof and abstinent, involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

The man usually seemed indifferent to everything, even ignoring the many female workers in the factory who were willing to pay him off.

But once she's involved, his possessiveness becomes utterly unreasonable.

He would definitely shove the person aside with a cold face, and then say in that calm yet extremely authoritative voice, "Get out."

Thinking of this, Su Nianhe couldn't help but smile.

"Girl, what are you laughing at?" the old lady asked casually as she chopped pickled vegetables on the cutting board.

"It's nothing, Grandma." Su Nianhe quickly stopped smiling and focused on working the bellows.

The lunch went quite peacefully.

Cornbread is served with pickled vegetable dumplings, along with a pot of wild vegetable soup.

Although Old Man Shen kept complaining, he still ate three big pieces of flatbread.

After lunch, the sun was blazing.

The villagers are used to taking a nap before going to work in the fields.

The elderly couple were getting on in years, so they went back to their room to lie down after finishing their meal.

Su Nianhe wasn't sleepy. She cleaned the kitchen, then sat in the shade of the yard with a basin of soapy water to wash the clothes her husband and daughter had changed out of.

The wind on the river rustled the leaves.

Su Nianhe rubbed the clothes in her hands, a layer of fine sweat appearing on her forehead.

Suddenly, heavy footsteps came from outside the courtyard gate.

Immediately afterwards, a gruff voice rang out from the doorway.

"Grandma! My mom asked me to help carry sacks!"

Su Nianhe paused in her actions and looked up.

A young man, as dark as a tower, stood at the entrance of the courtyard.

He was shirtless, with an old towel of indeterminate color draped around his neck, and his muscles were tanned and shiny black.

This young man was clearly the burly ox that Guihua had mentioned, the one who could carry two hundred catties of wheat.

Da Niu stood outside the threshold and immediately spotted Su Nianhe sitting under the shade of a tree washing clothes.

He stood there, stunned, his eyes wide open.

No one in the village had ever seen such a pretty and fair-skinned girl.

Although the plaid shirt was old, it somehow managed to create an eye-catching silhouette on Su Nianhe. Her waist was so slender it looked like a gust of wind could break it, and her skin was dazzlingly white.

Da Niu swallowed hard, unsure of what to do with his hands and feet.

"You...you're that girl from the city?" Da Niu stammered, his voice booming like thunder.

Remembering the old lady's instructions, Su Nianhe ignored him and continued washing clothes with her head down.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Da Niu became a little bolder.

He stepped into the courtyard and walked directly to Su Nianhe, bringing with him a strong smell of sweat.

"My mom said you don't have a boyfriend yet." Da Niu stared straight at her, grinning. "I'm strong, and I have two brick houses. If you come with me, you won't have to do any farm work anymore."

This person speaks even more directly than osmanthus.

Su Nianhe frowned.

"I told you I'm not looking for a partner." Su Nianhe said coldly, picking up the basin of water beside her. "Get out of here. The old lady is taking a nap. Don't make a scene."

Da Niu acted as if he hadn't heard her, took a big step forward, and blocked her way.

"Let's meet, my mom says you're just shy." Da Niu stretched out his calloused, dark hands to take the basin of water from her hands. "I'll carry it for you."

Su Nianhe was startled and quickly backed away.

"Don't touch me!" Her voice rose involuntarily.

Da Niu's hand hung in mid-air, and he looked a little embarrassed.

In the village, he was quite a sought-after commodity because of his strength.

Now that a nanny is openly criticizing me, I'm getting stubborn.

"Why are you dodging me!" Da Niu retorted, "It's your good fortune that I, Da Niu, have taken a liking to you! Do you think you can serve people in the city forever?"

Su Nianhe was so angry that she trembled all over.

Just as she was about to tell them to leave, the door to the main room was suddenly pushed open from the inside.

Old Man Shen stood at the door, leaning on his cane, his face dark.

The old man had just fallen asleep when he was woken up by Da Niu's thunderous voice.

His ears actually worked perfectly this time, and he heard Da Niu's last words, "serve me for a lifetime," clearly.

"Who farted in the yard!" The old man slammed his cane on the ground, pointed at Da Niu's nose, and cursed, "Da Niu, you little bastard! You came here to be a pervert while I was sleeping, didn't you!"

Da Niu is fearless, except for these senior ancestors in the village.

When Da Niu saw that Old Man Shen was angry, he shrank back in fear.

"Sir, I didn't do anything indecent! My mom asked me to help carry the sacks!" Da Niu explained loudly.

"Carry your grandma's sack my ass!" The old man ignored him, swinging his cane at him. "Is that what you call carrying a sack? Your eyes are practically popping out of that girl's head! Get out! If you dare step into this yard again, I'll break your legs!"

Da Niu retreated repeatedly, dodging the cane, and slunk out of the yard.

Su Nianhe breathed a long sigh of relief.

The old man walked over angrily and glanced at Su Nianhe.

"Girl, don't be afraid." Although the old man had a fiery temper, his tone softened a bit now. "With me here, which bastard in the village dares to bully you? I'll break his legs!"

"Thank you, Grandpa." Su Nianhe felt completely at ease.

Although the old man was hard of hearing, his protective attitude towards his own was exactly the same as Shen Huai's.

Su Nianhe carried a basin of water to the backyard to hang up clothes.

She hung her clothes on a bamboo pole and looked at the clouds in the sky.

I wonder what Shen Huai did in Jiang City today.

With this man not by her side, she always felt a void in her heart.

She touched the forty yuan in her pocket and took a deep breath.

She'll get through these two days and wait for him to come pick her up.

Once she returned to Jiang City and moved into the small courtyard he had lent her, she would finally have a place to call her own.

At that time, no one will be able to control her anymore.

Except for that domineering and unreasonable landlord.

Thinking of Shen Huai, Su Nianhe's lips unconsciously curved into a smile again.