Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 106 - 105: Actually, She Also Has a Wrench

Chapter 106: Chapter 105: Actually, She Also Has a Wrench

"Principal, we still have to review for the exam, and suddenly you ask us to participate in the literacy campaign..."

The crowd looked at Principal Wu, their expressions conflicted.

Principal Wu patted her head, sighing in frustration, "Oh dear, I didn’t consider all of this."

The surprise came so suddenly, she had actually forgotten about this.

They had even taken leave from work for this exam; asking them now to help with the literacy campaign for the villagers would certainly not be welcomed.

People all have their private interests, Principal Wu could understand.

But where could she find teachers for the literacy campaign?

Sun Guanghui saw the furrowed brow of Principal Wu and instinctively glanced at Wang Shumei, not waiting for her to look back, he took a step forward: "Well, Principal Wu, what if I go?"

"You?"

Principal Wu examined him, remembering the story about the seven "Mu Tou" brothers that Wang Hong had mentioned.

This guy probably didn’t want to make things difficult for her.

Principal Wu shook her head, "No need, you all focus on your revision, don’t get distracted, I’ll handle it myself..."

She thought to herself, she might as well teach them, even if the teaching process would be slower.

"I’ll go, I’ll go!"

Footsteps came from behind the east wall, and trying to be a good man, Educated Youth Lin dashed over.

As he passed by Wang Shumei, he glanced at her paper, casually mentioning, "26 and 12."

Wang Shumei: "..."

Such interruptions were no longer surprising to Principal Wu, but she still shook her head: "No, you all focus on your preparation, I can handle it..."

Lin the Good Man spoke earnestly: "Principal Wu, actually I’m quite good at studying, I even explain problems to them here."

Comrade Wang Shumei was the first to raise her hand in agreement: "Principal Wu, let her go, the Educated Youth Corps can’t endure her mishaps any longer."

They genuinely appreciated Lin Nianhe’s help with their problems, but their desire to be rid of her was just as genuine.

Wang Dong and his weak buddy looked up in unison, speaking faintly: "Thinking about her being in the backyard... it’s really stressful."

He had gone this morning to ask Lin Nianhe about a math problem he had been solving for half an hour, only for her to glance at it and tell him: "There’s an error in the problem."

Who could understand the feeling of being trampled and crushed?

Everyone in the front yard could understand—

"Exactly, exactly, Principal Wu, take her away, no hurry to send her back."

"Ahahaha... literacy is important too, Lin the troublemaker... ah no, Comrade Lin can handle important tasks, which is a good thing."

"I’ll give up two work points, just let her go!"

Principal Wu looked at Lin Nianhe and quietly asked: "Has your reputation really gotten this bad?"

Lin Nianhe was quite poised: "Principal, you don’t understand, my comrades are just pretending so I don’t get what I want."

Principal Wu: "..." She really couldn’t bring herself to believe that.

She asked softly: "Are you sure you’re okay? This isn’t just about teaching a two-hour night class."

Lin Nianhe nodded repeatedly: "Of course, I know what I’m doing."

Principal Wu, after weighing it for a long while and failing to think of a better solution, finally nodded in agreement.

"Okay, then I’ll go talk to the Team Leader about arranging separate classes for male and female comrades, I’ll teach the men, and you teach the women."

Principal Wu mused, considering that those old men never held back, she shouldn’t say anything that might embarrass the young lady Lin Nianhe. Besides, letting a young lady be with them late at night wasn’t ideal.

She herself wasn’t worried about her age, it was nothing troublesome.

Lin Nianhe with the aunts would also be reassuring.

Having made up her mind, Principal Wu was about to leave, but Lin Nianhe held her back.

Once they stepped outside the yard, Lin Nianhe finally asked, "The literacy campaign involves learning to write and calculate, right? Are the villagers prepared with paper and pens? Or should I ask, do they have these items at home? Are they willing to use them?"

"I have some paper and pens, I can lend them to the villagers who don’t have any."

Talking about educational matters, Principal Wu was extremely generous: "We’re tight on time today, let’s make do, tomorrow I’ll go to the commune to think of a solution."

Principal Wu knew that these villagers couldn’t transition to middle or high school just because of a single literacy campaign, and she didn’t even know how long this campaign could last, but she still regarded them all as her students.

To her, it was only natural as a principal to provide her students with some paper and pencils when they were in need.

"Don’t trouble yourself," Lin Nianhe spoke, "I’ll go buy them from the town myself."

"Ah?"

Principal Wu frowned, pulling Lin Nianhe a bit farther away before saying, "Nianhe, you’re young and don’t understand these things. I don’t stop you from donating money to build the school because that’s a one-time event, for the children... But to continuously supply so many villagers with so much paper and pencils, do you plan to keep this up indefinitely? Your family can’t afford it either."

Lin Nianhe, of course, understood the importance of money; she was diligently accumulating capital now, aiming to compete with others in the ever-changing future.

She had had enough of being a second-generation rich, this time she wanted to be a first-generation rich.

But this did not mean she wanted to become a cold-hearted money-making machine.

People are more important than money.

She smiled and said, "There’s no other way right now, just this once."

Principal Wu still did not consent.

If it were her money, she would have taken it out without hesitation to buy paper and pencils for everyone, but it was Lin Nianhe who brought up this matter.

Lin Nianhe actually wanted to say: "When poor, one must first help themselves; when able, help the world."

But now was not the time to say such words, she could only swallow them and find another way to express it: "We’re all villagers, if I can help, I should help."

Lin Nianhe grinned and said, "Principal Wu, I’m going to get Zhao Zhuangshi to hitch up a ride to the town for me."

"Wait a minute."

"Don’t stop me now, otherwise I won’t make it back in time for class."

"It’s not that..."

"Then what is it?"

"Zhao Zhuangshi mentioned that he wouldn’t give you a ride anymore."

"..."

Lin Nianhe took a deep breath, flicked her braid, and huffed: "Who cares! I’ll walk there!"

Principal Wu: "Are you sure you can carry so many books and pens?"

"..."

Lin Nianhe fell silent, looked at Principal Wu, then at herself.

Forget her not being capable, even adding Principal Wu to the task wouldn’t be enough.

For a village of three hundred old and young, without any extra help, she definitely couldn’t carry all those books back by herself.

Principal Wu looked at her and suddenly asked, "Nianhe, why are you so willing to give? You’ve only been here for two months."

If she were a native of Ten Miles Team, it wouldn’t be out of place to help her own villagers.

But her...

Lin Nianhe put on a serious face: "Because, I genuinely want to be a good person."

Principal Wu: "..."

...

In the end, Lin Nianhe didn’t take a bullock cart to town, nor did Principal Wu allow her to walk there on her own.

It just so happened that Wang Xixi needed to go to town to buy some things, so they borrowed Li Dahe’s bicycle. Wang Xixi rode the bike, taking Lin Nianhe with her to town.

Wang Xixi struggled a bit to pedal the bike, but as soon as they left the village and turned the corner, she stopped the bike and took out a wrench from the basket.

Lin Nianhe looked at her puzzled, "What are you doing?"

"Xiao Shan told me this bike’s seat is too high, he instructed me to adjust it lower when I ride it... he taught me how to do it."

As she spoke, Wang Xixi pressed the seat down by two inches.

Lin Nianhe: "..."

So, the reason she felt so uncomfortable riding this bike last time wasn’t just because she was short or just because it was a heavy bike, but because of the heavy frame combined with a seat that had been raised.

Lin the Good Man felt so wronged she wanted to cry.

Actually, she also had a wrench, many many wrenches.