They transported everything back to their small courtyard.

Grandma told Su Tang quietly.

The first box contained brand-new bedding. Four thick embroidered brocade quilts with dragon and phoenix motifs, the covers made of the finest Suzhou and Hangzhou silk; their shimmering colors alone dazzled everyone's eyes.

The second box contained fabrics for all four seasons. From light georgette and polyester to thick pure wool serge and corduroy, there were more than a dozen bolts in various colors and patterns. The most eye-catching one was a bolt of bright red silk, so pure and festive.

The third and fourth boxes contained various daily necessities. There was a brand-new "Shanghai" brand sewing machine, a "Hongdeng" brand radio, a gleaming "Shanghai" brand women's watch, and even a complete set of Jingdezhen blue and white porcelain tableware.

A whole box full of dried goods from both the north and south, including Jinhua ham, Cantonese sausage, dried shrimp, and dried scallops; a box of beautifully packaged candies and high-end pastries; and a box of precious medicinal herbs, including ginseng, deer antler, and donkey-hide gelatin.

The last, smallest, and heaviest box was opened by Grandma when she pulled Su Tang into the room. Inside were neatly arranged large and small yellow croakers, as well as several red savings books.

Grandma pulled Su Tang over, pushed the small box in front of her, and said lovingly:

"These are what your mother left you, and what your grandmother added for you. A girl should stand tall when she gets married, and a dowry is her confidence. Don't make yourself suffer in the future."

Su Tang's tears welled up in her eyes.

She knew that this was almost all of her grandmother's and uncle's wealth. This wasn't showing off; it was the most profound love and protection.

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was the eighth day of the first lunar month, the day of Qin Ye and Su Tang's wedding.

Before dawn, Su Tang was pulled out of bed by He Shumin and Li Xiumei.

The courtyard was filled with joy, with couplets written by Su Tang and paper-cut window decorations pasted everywhere.

Su Tang sat in front of the dressing table, and her grandmother was lovingly combing her hair with a boxwood comb.

"One comb to the end, two combs and your hair is white and level with your eyebrows, three combs and your children and grandchildren are everywhere..."

She was wearing a wedding dress made of wine-red silk by the most senior tailor in the military region.

It wasn't the elaborate wedding dresses of later generations, but a well-fitting short jacket with a stand-up collar and Chinese knot buttons paired with a long skirt. The style was simple and elegant, yet it perfectly accentuated her shapely figure.

The wine-red silk shimmered with a soft sheen under the light, making her skin appear even whiter and her features more exquisite.

She was extremely beautiful; even with just a touch of makeup, she looked radiant and captivating.

He Shumin personally put the pair of family heirloom dragon and phoenix gold bracelets on her wrist, and then put a "Shanghai" brand watch on her other wrist.

When everything was ready, the door was pushed open.

Qin Ye was wearing a brand-new military uniform, and the several medals on his chest, some for first-class merit and some for second-class merit, shone brightly under the lights, making him look more heroic and upright than ever before.

When he pushed open the door and saw the stunningly beautiful figure inside, even the usually calm and collected Commander Qin skipped a beat, and the tips of his ears turned red at a visible speed.

He could no longer see anyone else but his beautiful bride.

He walked step by step to her, and amidst the laughter of the crowd, he knelt on one knee.

"Tangtang..." He looked up, his bright black eyes filled with nervousness and affection, "I've come to pick you up."