Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 154 - 153: With the Heart of an Aging Father

Chapter 154: Chapter 153: With the Heart of an Aging Father

With the bright red seal affixed, Lin Nianhe felt that success was within reach.

She carefully took the introduction letter and waited until the ink dried before folding it into quarters. Pretending to put it into her pocket, she directly stored the introduction letter in her space.

She feared that Li Dahe might go back on his word and snatch the introduction letter from her after she revealed the solution.

Such behavior, she believed, Li Dahe was perfectly capable of.

Li Dahe packed a pipe of tobacco, and while puffing on it, he asked, "Can you speak now? How are we going to solve this?"

Lin Nianhe nodded, "Mmm, just now, when you were writing the introduction letter with such an imposing manner, it inspired a moment of insight, and I immediately thought of a solution!"

Li Dahe: "..."

Not revealing even a shred of their cards.

He felt exhausted today and waved his hand dismissively, "Cut the chit-chat and just tell me."

"Oh."

"Actually, it’s quite simple. You and Uncle He are just worried that after telling the truth, the folks of the Nine-miles Team won’t believe it, and it might even isolate Uncle He, making it difficult for him to carry out his work."

"Later, tell Uncle He, when he goes back, not to hold a big meeting, but to call one person from each household, discreetly tell them what needs to be said. If someone asks, just say they found out from our team’s kids and didn’t see you or Principal Wu at all—after all, Principal Wu is busy with training, and you’re busy building houses, so it’s normal if they didn’t see you."

"The most important thing is Uncle He’s attitude; let him not speak overly favorably on our behalf and just act unsure whether he should have come or not."

Li Dahe finished smoking a pouch of tobacco, and through the slowly dispersing smoke, looked towards Lin Nianhe, "I just remembered, there seems to be a miswritten character in your introduction letter, hand it over and let me have a look."

Lin Nianhe covered her pocket and hopped back, "Uncle Team Leader! You mustn’t go back on your word!"

Li Dahe tapped his pipe, righteously declaring, "Didn’t I tell you? With you taking leaves every so often to run about, later, even if there are vacancies, it won’t be good for you to return to the city."

"Heh heh, I never intended to get a city slot anyway, it doesn’t matter."

Lin Nianhe leaned on the doorframe, grinning, "But Uncle Team Leader, I’m still very touched by your concern. I’ll bring you a gift when I come back!"

Having said that, she ran off.

Truly afraid that Li Dahe would forcibly take her introduction letter if she lingered.

She couldn’t tell them that in another couple of years, returning to the city would simply be a matter of passing an exam, for no one would believe her.

However, Li Dahe’s concern still moved her. She pondered—if Su Yuncheng hadn’t agreed to go with her, then no matter what, Li Dahe would never have let her go to the provincial city alone.

Their team leader, always carrying the heart of an old father.

When Li Dahe left the team headquarters, Lin Nianhe had already run out of sight.

He relayed what needed to be said to He Aimin. After He Aimin adjusted his mindset for a while and even demonstrated it several times to Principal Wu, ensuring there were no mistakes, he then stood up and got ready to go back.

On the small sports field, the ping-pang of table tennis continued.

He Jianjun was still there, and across from him was Wang Dong, with a footprint on his thigh.

Miao Hongqi and Wang Xue were still present, while Wen Lan and Wang Shumei had already gone back to cook.

This was He Jianjun’s first time playing table tennis, and naturally, it was also the first time for He Aimin to watch his son play.

After watching for a while, he only saw the male teacher on the other side picking up balls.

He felt somewhat embarrassed and stretched his mouth into a smile, "Jianjun really, not knowing how to play but still insisting, look how tired he’s made the young comrade."

Li Dahe: "Old He, you’re overthinking it."

Principal Wu: "This absolutely can’t be blamed on Comrade Jianjun."

Especially since they both saw that He Jianjun was almost falling asleep.

He Jianjun was not just almost falling asleep; he had even broken a sweat.

Watching Wang Dong picking up balls was boring, and since he wasn’t familiar with him, he felt embarrassed to say he didn’t want to play anymore.

He somewhat missed the female comrade who had played with him just now.

"Cough cough, Jianjun, stop playing, we should be going."

At this moment, He Jianjun felt his dad’s voice was especially pleasant to hear!

"Alright, coming!"

Wang Dong picked up the ball and looked at He Jianjun with some regret, "Brother, do come visit often!"

He Jianjun: "..."

"I’ve prepared four thousand pounds of mutton for you, at eighty cents a pound, with pears and apples each at two thousand pounds, all at forty cents. The goods are in the usual spot; just let your cousin pick them up."

In the front yard’s kitchen, Lin Nianhe whispered to Wang Shumei as she played the role of fire-tending girl.

She planned to sell a bit more this month since last month’s constant troubles prevented her from doing business.

"Okay." Although Wang Shumei’s voice was low, her tone could not hide her excitement. She quickly did the math then said, "That adds up to forty-eight hundred; I really have to wait for my brother to come back before I can pay you that sum."

"No problem, I’ve still got you as my hostage," said Lin Nianhe casually, "I could always sell you to cover the debts."

Wang Shumei stopped chopping vegetables when she heard this.

She glanced at the kitchen knife in her hand, then looked back at Lin Nianhe...

Lin Nianhe’s face was reflected in the firelight, looking at her eagerly: "I was just kidding, Sister Shumei, I like you so much, how could I bear to sell you?"

"Hmph." Wang Shumei snorted lightly, putting a bit more force into her chopping.

A glaring threat.

"Oh right, don’t forget to ask Brother Qian to help get a sewing machine for Sister Lan." Lin Nianhe hurriedly changed the subject, "No matter the cost, it’s on me."

"Let’s split it half and half."

"No need, you’ve been spending a lot on building your house, don’t make things tough for yourself," Lin Nianhe casually added more firewood and said, "When the stuff gets delivered, remember to hide it well. Also, I just remembered, since the Team Leader’s office has a phone, why don’t you two get a phone line installed in your houses?"

Electricity was something Lin Nianhe didn’t have to worry about; she was too lazy to deal with it, but having it would be quite necessary for Wen Lan to make clothes in the future.

"Ah, if you hadn’t mentioned it, I would’ve really forgotten," Wang Shumei slowed her chopping once more, "I’ll talk to the Team Leader about it tomorrow."

"Right."

Lin Nianhe pondered if there was anything else she needed to instruct, thought carefully for a while, and found there was nothing else.

With Wang Shumei staying behind, she had nothing to worry about.

Suddenly, Wang Shumei asked her, "You’re rushing to the provincial city right when my brother is about to arrive. Could it be just to take Comrade Su away?"

Lin Nianhe looked at her, bewildered.

After a long moment, she said, "If you hadn’t brought it up, I wouldn’t have even thought of such a benefit."

Lin Nianhe truly hadn’t considered that, nor had she thought in that direction at all.

If she had to say why she wanted to go to the provincial city, it was only because she needed to see what the current woolen coats looked like.

And maybe... to schedule a meeting?

Clang clang, on the noisy train, Lin Nianhe sat on her bunk with a tea cup filled with aromatic milk in one hand and a peeled, boiled egg in the other.

Opposite her, Su Yuncheng had just finished spreading a clean bedsheet on his bunk.

It was just a three-day trip, but Su Yuncheng brought a brown leather suitcase big enough to stuff Lin Nianhe into.

At first, Lin Nianhe thought he was bringing things for colleagues in the provincial city, but once on the train, she saw him take out bed sheets, milk powder, a tea cup...

Even two books.

He said if she got bored on the trip, she could pass the time by reading.