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

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking.

The roosters in Xiahe Village had only crowed twice when He Jianjun's green jeep, honking its horn all the way, stopped in front of the old house.

He Jianjun jumped out of the car and pulled a bulging snakeskin bag from the trunk.

"Old Shen, everything you ordered is here." He Jianjun patted the bag.

Shen Huai walked over, took the snakeskin bag with one hand, weighed it in his hand, and casually stuffed it back into the trunk.

"Get in the car," Shen Huai said calmly.

Old Shen, leaning on his cane, opened the passenger door with practiced ease and got in.

In the back row, Grandma Shen went up first, followed by Su Nianhe.

Shen Huai squeezed in last and closed the car door behind him.

The back seat of the Jeep was not very spacious to begin with, and as soon as Shen Huai sat down, his thighs were pressed tightly against Su Nianhe's legs.

The car started and began to bump along the dirt road at the village entrance.

He Jianjun gripped the steering wheel and glanced back in the rearview mirror.

"Sister-in-law, did you sleep well in the village last night?" He Jianjun asked without hesitation.

Su Nianhe's ears burned at being called "sister-in-law," and she replied softly, "I'm used to it."

Shen Huai raised his long leg and kicked the back of the driver's seat.

"Drive your car and look ahead."

He Jianjun chuckled and obediently turned his attention back to the road.

In the back seat, Grandma Shen leaned against the car window and began to doze off.

Shen Huai pulled his hand out of his trouser pocket, slid it along the seam of the seat, and directly grabbed Su Nianhe's hand, which was resting on her knee.

Su Nianhe was startled and pulled her wrist back.

Shen Huai wouldn't let go, forcibly squeezing his five fingers between hers and holding them firmly. His rough fingertips lightly scraped against her palm, carrying a blatant hint.

The carriage reeked of gasoline, mixed with the clean scent of soap emanating from Shen Huai.

Su Nianhe turned her head to look out the window, biting her lower lip, not daring to make the slightest sound.

The man's palm was too hot, and it burned half of her body, making her feel stiff.

The car drove into the urban area of ​​Jiang City, but instead of going directly back to the municipal party committee compound, it turned into a quiet alley behind the textile factory.

The jeep was parked in front of a mottled red-lacquered wooden door.

"We've arrived." Shen Huai let go of the car door and got out.

He Jianjun took out the snakeskin bag, placed it on the threshold, and waved it over knowingly.

"Old Shen, you two go inside and familiarize yourselves with the place. I'm going to have a smoke and get some fresh air here. Grandpa and Grandma, you two sit in the car and rest for a while."

Shen Huai took out his key, opened the door, and went inside carrying the snakeskin bag.

Su Nianhe quickly followed behind and stepped into the courtyard.

The yard wasn't big, but the ground was swept clean. A clothesline was strung up in the corner, and an old bicycle was parked there.

There is only one main room, with a side room next to it used as a kitchen.

Shen Huai pushed open the door to the main room and placed the snakeskin bag on the table.

On the table sat a newly bought thermos and several enamel mugs, and even the straw mat on the bed was laid out, giving off a warm and inviting atmosphere as if someone lived there regularly.

Looking at the room that was entirely her own, Su Nianhe finally felt relieved.

"Do you like it?" Shen Huai turned around and asked.

"I like it." Su Nianhe nodded, her mind immediately starting to calculate, "How much will it cost to rent this?"

Shen Huai didn't respond to that question and instead closed the wooden door.

The light in the room dimmed.

He took two steps forward and pinned Su Nianhe against the door.

"The bag contains the hair accessories you and Li Lianhua ordered. Count them yourself in the house this afternoon, don't wander off." Shen Huai lowered his head, his nose brushing against her cheek. "I'll come over after get off work to cook for you."

Su Nianhe was trapped in his arms, her hands instinctively clutching his white shirt.

"You're coming over to cook again? What about the compound?"

"Things over there will be resolved by noon today." Shen Huai turned his head, pressed his lips to the corner of her lips, and bit her lightly. "Don't forget the rent you owe me."

Su Nianhe pushed his shoulder, "You should go out quickly, Grandpa and Grandma are still waiting outside."

Shen Huai put the key to the front door into her hand.

"Lock the door."

After giving his instructions, he turned and left the house without any hesitation.

The jeep restarted and headed straight for the municipal party committee compound.

Upon arriving at the compound, Shen Huai led the elderly couple inside.

It's the weekend today.

In the living room, Shen Wanshan was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, Liu Huizhen was knitting next to him, and Wang Liping was eating sunflower seeds and watching TV.

"Dad, Mom, why did you come back without saying a word?" Shen Wanshan put down his newspaper and stood up.

Liu Huizhen quickly put down her yarn and went to greet her.

"Xiao Huai too, he said he was working overtime, but he didn't even give us a heads-up before he went to pick you up."

Grandma Shen tossed the palm-leaf fan she was holding onto the coffee table and sat down on the sofa with an air of nonchalance.

"Why bother greeting us? Do we need to hand over a note to get back to our own son's house?"

Wang Liping kindly brought over two glasses of water.

"Grandma, have some water. It's been quiet these past few days with one less person at home, but there's no one to help with cooking."

Liu Huizhen sighed, "That girl Nianhe is determined to leave, and we can't keep her."

Grandma Shen picked up her water glass and took a sip.

"Why are you leaving? Xiao Huai has brought him back."

After these words were spoken, the living room fell silent.

Shen Wanshan frowned. "Why bring her back? Didn't she quit?"

"She's quitting her job as a nanny." Old Mrs. Shen raised her voice, her tone firm and resolute. "She's now Xiao Huai's girlfriend. She'll be our Shen family's granddaughter-in-law from now on."

Wang Liping dropped all the melon seeds she was holding onto the ground.

Liu Huizhen's smile froze completely. "Mom, what kind of joke are you making in this hot weather?"

"Who's joking with you!" Old Mrs. Shen glared at Liu Huizhen. "Xiao Huai admitted it himself, the two of them are seriously dating."

Shen Wanshan felt a throbbing sensation in his temples, as if his high blood pressure was about to flare up.

He turned to look at Shen Huai, who was standing to the side.

"Shen Huai, is what your grandmother said true?" Shen Wanshan's voice deepened, carrying an air of authority.

Shen Huai kept one hand in his trouser pocket, his expression unchanged.

"It's true. I plan to marry her."

"Nonsense!" Shen Wanshan slammed his hand on the coffee table, making the water glasses rattle. "A country bumpkin nanny! Do you know what you're doing?! If word gets out, where will I, the mayor, put my face?!"

As soon as Old Man Shen sat down, his hearing loss flared up again.

He heard Shen Wanshan slam his fist on the table and shout, "Where are you putting your face?" He assumed Shen was looking for a washbasin.

"What do you need a washbasin for!" The old man slammed his cane on the ground and shouted, "Go wash your face in the bathroom! What are you doing banging on the table in the living room! You've become mayor and you don't even know where to wash your face!"

Shen Wanshan felt a lump in his throat from his father's shout, unable to breathe properly.

"Dad! We didn't find a washbasin!" Shen Wanshan could only explain loudly.

"Why are you yelling if you're not looking for a washbasin!" the old man glared, puffing out his beard. "What's wrong with Xiao Huai finding a girlfriend! I think that girl is great! If you slam your fist on the table again, I'll hit you!"

Liu Huizhen was so anxious that she paced around in circles and quickly went over to comfort Shen Wanshan.

"Xiao Huai, are you possessed?" Liu Huizhen pleaded earnestly. "There are so many good girls in the factory, why don't you choose a nanny who can't even read?"

"I don't care if she can read or write, nor do I care about her social status." Shen Huai's tone was calm, completely unaffected by Shen Wanshan's anger. "I said a couple of days ago that if you keep pressuring me, I'll find someone I like and get married myself. Now I've found someone."

Wang Liping, who was listening nearby, couldn't help but chime in.

"Xiao Huai, you're so indiscriminate. Besides being a bit seductive, what's so good about her?"

Shen Huai turned his head and looked at Wang Liping.

"Sister-in-law, watch your mouth. She's my girlfriend now. If I hear you use those kinds of words to talk about her again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Wang Liping shivered from his cold words and obediently shut her mouth.

Shen Wanshan took two deep breaths and forcefully suppressed his blood pressure.

"I disagree," Shen Wanshan issued his ultimatum. "This marriage is absolutely impossible as long as I remain in this house. Break it off with her immediately!"

Shen Huai pulled out the single sofa next to him and sat down.

"I'm not here to ask for your permission," Shen Huai said, picking up a water glass from the coffee table. "I'm here to inform you. Also, I'll be moving out once the factory's welfare housing is approved."

Shen Wanshan was so angry that his finger trembled as he pointed at Shen Huai.

"You'd abandon your home for a nanny?"

"It's you who are interfering with me." Shen Huai put down his water glass.