It would have been fine if the boss hadn't said anything, but when he said that Song Huaiwen didn't know what to associate with, he became even more rigid.
Seeing this, Shen Nanqing directly put his arms around Song Huaiwen's waist, leaned his head on his shoulder intimately, and secretly pinched his waist with his fingers.
Song Huaiwen was startled by this sudden "attack" and subconsciously showed an expression of surprise and smile. The boss happened to press the shutter to freeze this interesting moment.
In the camera, Shen Nanqing's eyebrows were curved, full of joy of success, while Song Huaiwen was smiling shyly, and the picture was sweet and vivid.
After taking the photo, Song Huaiwen asked the boss: "Master, how long will it take for me to get this photo?"
"Normally it takes three days, but if you need it urgently, it can be done in one day." The boss was busy sorting out photos of other customers, and he stopped working and said with a smile, "How about this? I won't charge you this time. After the photos are developed, I'll keep a copy and hang it in the window. Is that okay?"
Shen Nanqing felt that this boss had a good business sense and knew how to promote himself. He was a jerk if he didn't make a profit, so he agreed immediately: "Yes..."
"No." Song Huaiwen refused.
Shen Nanqing was puzzled and looked at Song Huaiwen in confusion. Song Huaiwen's ears were red and almost bleeding. He held Shen Nanqing's hand and sweated. He whispered, "There are a lot of individual photos of you in it. I don't want to show them to others."
Shen Nanqing looked up at Song Huaiwen, whose face was flushed red, and reached out to poke his chest. Under the material of the military uniform were firm muscles that made her fingertips numb.
She deliberately dragged out the last word: "You usually keep quiet, but you're so possessive?"
Song Huaiwen felt uncomfortable with this blunt teasing, and hurriedly took out the money and put it on the counter: "Just, just do it as quickly as possible!"
On the day of the wedding, Shen Nanqing was pulled out of bed by Shen's mother before dawn, and then urged to change into new clothes.
Nowadays, most clothes are gray in color and very loose, and have no shape when worn. Su Hua knows that her sister-in-law loves beauty, so she made a red dress for her herself. Zheng Pingwan bought a pair of small leather shoes to match it, making a perfect set.
After Shen Nanqing changed her clothes and finished her breakfast, she saw her mother leading a kind-looking woman to her room.
"Qingqing, this is Aunt Jiao. She used to live in our family compound, but she moved out later." Mother Shen introduced.
Ana Shen didn't know the other person, but still greeted him obediently, "Hello, Aunt Jiao."
Aunt Jiao smiled and said, "Qilan, time flies! In the blink of an eye, Nanqing has grown so big. She is getting more and more beautiful."
Mother Shen exclaimed, “Yes!”
Looking at her daughter in front of her, she always felt that Qingqing was still a child. She didn't expect that she would get married today.
The two were sighing when they saw Zheng Pingwan coming over with a basin of hot water. Aunt Jiao stopped reminiscing about the past with Shen's mother and deftly tied a cross knot with the silk thread on her fingertips.
Ana Shen instantly knew what the other party was going to do, and subconsciously dodged backwards, “Mom, can you not pinch your face?”
Mother Shen stroked her hand gently and said with a smile: "It's a good start. The future will be smoother. Be patient, it will be fine soon."
The silk thread shuttled back and forth, the fluff fell off, and Shen Nanqing's neck was sweating from the pain. The price of this beauty was too high, and she didn't want it to happen again in this life.
After the face was opened, Aunt Jiao wanted to put makeup on her, but Shen Nanqing thought of those scary red brides and chose to do it herself.
Looking at the red lips and white teeth, beautiful and charming Shen Nanqing in the mirror, everyone showed amazed expressions.
The bride's side was finished, and everyone except Shen's mother went downstairs to help arrange it.
Shen's mother closed the door and dug out a sandalwood box from a pile of bedding. She held the box and sat down opposite Shen Nanqing. She opened the box and said solemnly, "There are about 2,500 yuan in this passbook. In addition to the gift money from the Song family, 100 yuan is the gift from your three brothers. The remaining 888 yuan is the money your father and I gave you to live on. The transfer procedures for the courtyard house have been completed. This is the house deed. You must keep it well. You must not give it to anyone who asks for it in the future, including your husband and children. No matter what happens in the future, this house is your way out."
"I know you got the biggest house, and you always feel like you took advantage of your brothers. When Mom got into trouble before, the Song family helped a lot, so this yard should be yours. Don't feel like you owe them anything."
As she spoke, Mother Shen took out a red silk ball from the bottom of the box and slowly opened it to reveal a set of emerald jade. The dark green stone surface was glowing, as if the entire spring verdancy was condensed inside.
The bracelet is wrapped with gold lines, and the hollow peony on the pendant is lifelike, with even the stamens inlaid with tiny pearls.
Mother Shen stroked the cold jade with her fingertips, her voice trembling a little, "This was passed down to me by your grandmother, and now I pass it on to you, I hope you will always be safe and healthy."
Shen Nanqing listened to all the exhortations from Shen's mother, every word was for her consideration. In her mother's opinion, a happy marriage was far less important than her safety and health.
Shen Nanqing felt an unbearable sourness in his nose, and when he raised his hand, he found that his palm was full of hot tears.
Her eyes were red and she choked up, "Mom, please put it on!"
Although this thing cannot be seen in the light, Ana Shen especially wants Mother Shen to put it on her.
Mother Shen gently put the pendant on Shen Nanqing, and then put the bracelet on her fair and slender wrist. A warm and cool feeling spread over Shen Nanqing's head, but she felt heavy. It seemed that these things gathered the blessings of several people into this small space.
Mother Shen took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from Shen Nanqing's face, and said softly: "My Qingqing, you have really grown up now."
As he was speaking, Shen Nansu knocked on the door and said loudly, "Mom, little sister, the wedding party will be here soon, you guys hurry up and get ready."
Mother Shen wiped her tears and replied in a low voice, “Okay.”
The machinery factory's staff quarters were bustling with activity, with the roar of car engines coming from far and near and the sound of firecrackers rising one after another.
In the front was a black sedan, followed by three military green jeeps. The car doors opened and Song Huaiwen got out first. He was still wearing the same military uniform, but he looked different and energetic. Then, other people got out of the cars one after another, their uniforms neatly arranged. The wedding procession marched out in a line, with the big red flowers on their chests swaying gently with their steps, causing the onlookers to exclaim in surprise.
"Oh my god, this is too grand."
When Shen Nansu saw this situation, he said, "Brother 괗, it seems that this door can't be blocked."
Ana Shen gritted his teeth and said, “Even if you can’t stop it, you have to stop it.”
No one could stop Song Huaiwen's steps today. At his command, the soldiers who were welcoming the bride quickly captured the two brothers of the Shen family. At the stairs, they were surrounded by the children led by Shen Zhe.
Song Huaiwen directly took out a bag of White Rabbit candy and threw it out. The children immediately rushed to grab it. They stamped their feet in anger and shouted, "You can't be corrupted by the enemy's sugar-coated bullets. Come back to me quickly."
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