Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 104 - 103 She Wants to Be a Good Person

Chapter 104: Chapter 103 She Wants to Be a Good Person

"Hezi, can a piece of clothing really be worth that much money? You better not be fooling me!"

"..."

"Hezi, you’re saying I can really earn two or three hundred yuan a month? How am I supposed to spend all that money!"

"..."

"Hezi, if we get caught doing this, are we gonna die?"

"..."

"Hezi..."

Lin Nianhe, holding an enamel basin, leaned against the bed-stove’s edge, feeling drowsy.

She had been doing practice problems until eleven last night. Just after she fell asleep, she was woken up by Wen Lan’s howling. Now she felt as if her soul was still on the bed, having no interest in dealing with this perpetrator of her misery.

With a "smack," Lin Nianhe felt a sharp pain in her thigh.

Lin Nianhe: "Sister Lan, can we talk about this? Can you slap your own thigh next time?"

Wen Lan finally heard her speak, let out a sigh of relief, and patted her chest: "You were silent for so long, I thought something was wrong with you again!"

Lin Nianhe shifted to the side, leaning on the kàng cabinet, and murmured in a low voice: "You friggin’ slapped me, and I really didn’t have any discomfort before that."

Wen Lan looked at her, and suddenly asked, "I’ve always wanted to ask you, what does ’you friggin’’ that you always say actually mean?"

Sister Lan always had a mysterious enthusiasm for cursing and fighting. Lin Nianhe looked up at her and explained seriously: "It’s a shorthand for ’you’re quite a cute little gal,’ Beijing dialect, like a verbal tick, expressing goodwill."

You can’t go around blurting out the hard truth, and her leg was still hurting!

Sister Lan got goosebumps all over, shaking her head while rubbing her arms: "Ew, that’s disgusting, but the shorthand does sound better."

Lin Nianhe: "Haha, you’re right."

She wasn’t sure whether it sounded good, but she knew she had dodged a bullet.

To prevent Sister Lan from sensing anything amiss, Lin Nianhe quickly changed the subject: "Sister Lan, I understand what you’re worried about, but Sister Shumei’s cousin has been doing this for a long time and has his own connections. It shouldn’t be a big problem."

Earning money was far more tempting than Beijing dialect. Wen Lan’s goosebumps disappeared, and she stared at Lin Nianhe with shining eyes: "Are you serious? Can we really do it?"

She wanted to earn money and support her family, but she didn’t want to end up in prison.

Lin Nianhe thought about her situation, raised her hand to pat her shoulder, and comforted her: "I asked you to make the clothes; you’re just doing tailor’s work. What does that have to do with you?"

This really comforted Wen Lan, but she remained concerned: "But both you and Shumei would be in danger."

She looked at Lin Nianhe and then thought about Wang Shumei.

Tsk, these two are so faint-hearted, what to do if something really happens?

It would be better if she took the fall; her family had many brothers and sisters, her parents wouldn’t worry about someone taking care of them. Unlike Wang Shumei, without her, her younger siblings would have no way out, and not like Lin Nianhe...

If she ended up in prison, there’d be nowhere for the inmates to hide from her.

Lin Nianhe: "I feel like you’re thinking about some weird stuff."

Wen Lan was immersed in her own thoughts about making a noble sacrifice and didn’t catch what Lin Nianhe had said. She slapped her chest with bravado: "No worries, Hezi, don’t be a wuss, let’s do this boldly. If anything happens, I’ll take the blame for you!"

Lin Nianhe: "..." Sure enough, she was thinking about abnormal things.

After feeling self-inspired for a while, Wen Lan then asked her: "So when do we start? Meizi said the materials are with you, when will you bring them over?"

Lin Nianhe regained her composure and said straightforwardly: "Don’t get your hopes up right now, I just got wind of it too, and it probably won’t arrive until next month."

As she spoke, she looked at Wen Lan, her eyes growing more serious: "You should just focus on reviewing and prepare well for your exams; even if I could supply enough materials for ten thousand pieces of clothing, you wouldn’t have the time to make them. Besides, there are too many prying eyes in the front courtyard. Wait until your and Sister Shumei’s houses are built before we start."

Learning that they couldn’t start immediately, Wen Lan felt somewhat disappointed but stubbornly said: "What’s a little farm work? It can’t possibly get in the way of making clothes."

But then again, she also agreed with Lin Nianhe’s words: "That makes sense. It wouldn’t be good for them to see."

Lin Nianhe sighed in relief, thinking he would have to spend some effort on this matter, but after a moment of thought, he asked again, "Then you won’t submit your work for publication anymore?"

"Ah? I still plan to submit. Who would say no to money?"

"..."

Tailor Wen wanted to be a slash youth and had no intention of giving up her dream of becoming a writer.

Lin Nianhe pondered for a moment, summoned his old acting troupes, and handed them over to Wen Lan, staring into her eyes quite earnestly:

"Sister Lan, you might not know this, but each newspaper has its own style for articles, so you could take a look at these newspapers to see which ones suit your writing. Casting a wide net is not bad, but it wastes stamps! Stamps also cost money, right? We should save where we can."

Lin Nianhe thought that Wen Lan wasn’t hopelessly naive, so he let her read the newspapers and find the issues herself... This method was good for her and for them too.

Moreover, Lin Nianhe briefly reflected on his recent misfortunes after being woken up last night.

From a mysterious bout of gastroenteritis to tumbling into a ditch while riding an ox cart, his bad luck had been a bit too outrageous.

He once had an elder tell him that a person’s luck could be influenced by their behavior.

So he decided to be strict with himself, to be a good person, to be kind, honest, transparent, and not to lose the glory of being the most outstanding transmigrator.

Of course, if Wen Lan still couldn’t see the problems in the end, then he wouldn’t mind falling into the ditch again and burning her manuscript later!

Wen Lan held the newspapers, sniffled, and suddenly hugged Lin Nianhe.

"Hezi, it’s so good to know you guys."

Lin Nianhe: "Let go... I can’t breathe..."

Suddenly, he really wanted to ask, "Why repay kindness with enmity?"

He couldn’t ask that question, of course. Lin Nianhe rubbed his neck and forced himself to believe that Wen Lan did this for his own good, to thoroughly wake him up for his review.

After a brief commotion, the Educated Youth Corps regained its quietness. Those who needed to work, worked, and those who needed to study, studied.

It wasn’t clear who came to the backyard first to ask Lin Nianhe questions, but influenced by the thought of "being a good person," Lin Nianhe did not reject anyone, answering their questions one by one.

Even Yu Xiangqin couldn’t resist asking him a couple of math questions.

For several consecutive days, the learning atmosphere at the Educated Youth Corps was even better than that of a high school senior classroom, truly getting up earlier than chickens and going to bed later than owls.

Since Principal Wu moved to Ten Miles Team, she almost visited daily and always left satisfied.

She was very willing to see the young comrades helping each other. She could see the future and hope in these supportive children.

But today she really couldn’t continue watching them help each other.

"Nianhe, it’s been seven days. If you’re doing fine with your review, isn’t it time to start persuading the villagers to attend the literacy classes?"

Principal Wu was anxious!

She and Wang Hong had also recently probed the villagers’ opinions on the side. They showed no enthusiasm for literacy, and the call for literacy in Ten Miles Team was still stuck with Zhao Zhuangshi alone.

One could say there had been no progress at all.

Principal Wu couldn’t sit still any longer. Today she had to ask Lin Nianhe what she planned to do, and if she had no solution, then they had no choice but to follow Li Dahe’s suggestion of using points as incentives to encourage villagers to attend literacy classes.

This method, Principal Wu knew without thinking, would naturally result in poor learning outcomes.

Lin Nianhe looked up from his books and "Ah" at Principal Wu, embarrassingly saying, "Sorry, Principal Wu, I’ve been busy helping everyone review lately and forgot about this."

Principal Wu: "..."

Lin Nianhe stood up: "No worries. I’ll take a walk around, and by tomorrow at the latest, you just wait for the villagers to come begging you to start the literacy classes."

Principal Wu: "...?"