Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 173 - 172 Two Model Workers

Chapter 173: Chapter 172 Two Model Workers

"Brother, we went up the mountain to chop wood today, and, hey, Second Brother Li caught two rabbits. We had lunch at Brigade Commander Sun’s home. Aunt Li’s rabbit meat was so fragrant, and the shredded potatoes were delicious too... Ah, sister-in-law, no, she didn’t meet anyone. She spent the whole day drawing in the village school. Oh no, that’s not right, she went to see the carpenter, said she wanted to make some bookshelves."

"Brother, today I ate... oh, oh, oh, I went to the Nine-miles Team with the sister-in-law. No, just let those kids go to school... I’ve been there the whole time. She didn’t say anything else, wherever she went, she followed the principal... Ah, one more thing, sister-in-law brought a lot of fruit candy for the kids to share, I saw she ate some herself... Right, right, right, those candies were so sweet...

"Brother... Brother, don’t curse. I’ve made an important discovery today! I found out that sister-in-law really likes canned food, she made two jars today... Hey hey, Brother? Brother?"

"..."

"Brother Cheng, you really don’t need to worry, those two guys Bai Bo sent to monitor Sister Lin... let’s put it this way, if the two of them were combined, they would be played to death by a fat guy, you get it?"

Zhou Xu said this to Su Yuncheng after eavesdropping on Wu Genmao’s phone calls for five days.

He finally understood what Lin Nianhe’s words meant.

The behavior logic of these two people, one would not be able to guess through even a bit of reasoning.

However, Zhou Xu was still a bit puzzled: "Brother Cheng, do you think Bai Bo has gone stupid too? Sending such two guys to tail her, what could they possibly find out?"

On the other end of the phone, Su Yuncheng paused for a moment, then said, "It’s safest to have people like them to do the surveillance."

"Uh?"

"You continue to listen in, and when there’s nothing to do, walk around Ten Miles Team more often, and contact Brigade Commander Sun whenever there’s any situation."

"Okay, I got it."

Su Yuncheng hung up the phone, then immediately dialed another number.

"Hello, may I ask if Comrade Lin Nianhe is available?"

The person on the other end suppressed a chuckle, responding earnestly, "Yes, she is here."

Hearing the familiar voice, a smile appeared in Su Yuncheng’s eyes, his voice softened a bit: "Nianhe, it’s me."

"I know," Lin Nianhe sat in Li Dahe’s seat, her fingers resting on the open notebook, "I’m watching the time."

"Mhm." Su Yuncheng replied softly, his tone lifting slightly, unable to hide his good mood, "How have you been recently?"

"Very good," Lin Nianhe said, "A few days ago, I hung some orange cans in the well to cool them, they were deliciously cold."

"Don’t indulge in cold things too much, be careful of stomach aches," Su Yuncheng advised.

"I know." Lin Nianhe replied, "Do you have any news over there?"

"Not much, Bai Bo is very cautious, he basically doesn’t leave the black market." Su Yuncheng said, "So Nianhe, don’t think about making him come to Lan County, I asked Zhou Xu to prepare some stuff, we’ll just handle the transaction when the time comes, I can take care of it on this side."

"There’s still more than half a month, no rush." Lin Nianhe laughed, "Take good care of yourself, safety first."

"Sigh."

Su Yuncheng sighed softly.

This matter, they had argued in person with no result, and it was even less likely to persuade each other over the phone.

After a brief silence, Lin Nianhe said softly: "Alright, I can’t just drag him here if he doesn’t come. If he sends someone else, could a train be faster than a phone call?"

Hearing her say that, Su Yuncheng finally felt somewhat relieved: "Mhm."

"Then you be more careful yourself, don’t worry about me. Here time passes serenely, there’s nothing happening."

"Alright, then in five days, at this time, I’ll call you."

"Mhm."

The call ended, Lin Nianhe shook her head helplessly.

Men always have so many concerns.

She put the phone back properly, then noticed the notebook beside her hand.

The neatly written row of characters at the top reminded her—she had forgotten to settle accounts with Su Yuncheng again!

It seems that next time she makes a phone call, she will have to hold the notebook up to her face.

Lin Nianhe held the notebook, shaking her head as she rose and moved to the door, first poking her head out cautiously.

Outside the door, Wang Shumei was idly fiddling with the leaves of the climbing ivy, looking utterly bored.

Seeing Lin Nianhe sneak out, she casually tossed the leaves away and said, "Everyone’s gone to work; no one’s coming over."

"That’s good." Lin Nianhe stood up straight with a smile and asked her, "What about Wu Genmao?"

"He’s helping Second Uncle Li move furniture at the Educated Youth Corps after finishing the kang construction." Wang Shumei smiled with pursed lips, "I just mentioned we’ll have pork stew with vermicelli tonight, and they’re both working more eagerly than anyone else."

Lin Nianhe muttered to herself: "Brother Cheng asked you to keep watch, and you ended up being a model laborer."

Wang Shumei was so amused she was close to tears; she wiped the wetness from the corner of her eyes and asked in a low voice, "Nianhe, in another half a month, my brother’s factory will go to the provincial city to restock again, what should we do?"

"Let’s wait," said Lin Nianhe, "If Bai Bo doesn’t come, go ahead as usual. If he comes, then we’ll have to stop for a month."

"Mhm, actually, the money we’re making now isn’t small, enough to spend for several years." Wang Shumei whispered, "We’re not in a hurry."

She was easily contented, having made more money in these few months than she had in the past year or two.

By saying this, she actually wanted to remind Lin Nianhe to not push too hard, to give in if necessary.

"But there’s still a piece of hard work to be done." Lin Nianhe changed the subject, "Sister Lan’s fabric has arrived."

"Still in the cave?"

"Yes."

"Then we can only go get it at night," Wang Shumei said somewhat anxiously, "What if we encounter wolves while walking the mountain roads at night?"

She and Lin Nianhe already found it difficult to navigate the mountainous paths during the day, let alone at night.

"I didn’t say we’d do it ourselves," Lin Nianhe said with a suggestive raise of her eyebrows, "We shouldn’t waste the available labor force."

Wang Shumei: "It’s still up to you."

Two days later, Wang Shumei and Wen Lan moved from the front yard to the back yard.

After the bustling visitors who came for a look dispersed, they opened the last unopened box and took out the sewing machine donated by Bai Bo.

Under the dim light, Wen Lan’s eyes sparkled as she carefully caressed the brand-new sewing machine.

Lin Nianhe handed her a few simple woolen coat designs, asking, "Sister Lan, can you make it according to this pattern?"

Her designs weren’t professional and closely resembled those sold at the Cooperative Society, with slight changes in details like collars or pockets that made them look nicer.

Wen Lan glanced at it and nodded: "Yes, it’s simple and not strenuous."

"That’s good," Lin Nianhe said, patting her on the shoulder, "Then get ready, you figure out the measurements yourself; the fabric will arrive tomorrow."

Wen Lan’s hands trembled as she held the paper, her voice trembling as well: "Hezi, are you serious? You can really earn twenty to thirty yuan for making a single piece of clothing?"

Lin Nianhe laid it all out: "I specifically checked last time I was in the provincial city, the woolen coats in the Cooperative Society range from one hundred and twenty to one hundred and eighty yuan, and you still need cloth tickets. I think, let’s sell ours for one hundred and fifty or one hundred and eighty yuan, no cloth tickets required."

"I’ll provide the materials, Sister Lan will do the sewing, Sister Shumei will handle the selling, and the three of us will split the profits equally. As for how you and Brother Qian decide to share, that’s up to you two."

One supplies the materials, one provides labor, and one takes the risk.

It’s not clear who’s getting the better end of the deal, but without someone, the business couldn’t proceed.

After finishing her piece, Lin Nianhe began to ponder how she could efficiently and effortlessly transport the materials down the mountain once they no longer had free labor;

Wang Shumei considered that woolen coats that didn’t require cloth tickets were hot commodities, perhaps they could even take some to Liao Province.

Only Wen Lan was not thinking that far ahead; counting on her fingers, her eyes shone even brighter than the bulbs: "That’s not just twenty or thirty yuan per piece, but fifty or sixty? My goodness, that’s more than my parents make in a month! How can money come so easily?"