Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 180 - 179 A Rare Useful Report

Chapter 180: Chapter 179 A Rare Useful Report

"Cuckoo cuckoo..."

In the new house in the backyard of the Educated Youth Corps, Wang Shumei and Wen Lan were busy with their work, hearing the noise coming from outside the window, but subconsciously didn’t take it seriously.

"Cuckoo cuckoo..."

Wen Lan lifted her head from behind the sewing machine, a bit annoyed: "What the heck is this, chirping nonstop, so annoying."

Wang Shumei, who was ironing clothes with a thermos mug filled with boiling water, said without lifting her head: "It’s a cuckoo bird, it’ll stop chirping after the autumn harvest."

"Eh? This bird’s chirping sounds strange, kind of like it’s talking to Hezi."

"Mhm... Mhm?"

"Cuckoo... cuckoo..."

Wang Shumei put down the thermos mug, swallowing her saliva as she looked at Wen Lan: "Xiao Lan, did Nianhe say something before she left, that she would imitate a bird call when she comes back?"

Wen Lan: "Mhm... seems like it."

They exchanged glances and quickly put down what they were doing and ran out.

On the backyard wall, a small head was leaning behind a piece of glass, looking at them with a grievance.

"What are you two doing?" Lin Nianhe gritted her teeth, "Eating from Brother, drinking from Brother, and when Brother calls, you pretend to be dead?"

Wang Shumei tugged at the corner of her mouth, revealing a guilty smile: "Shh... keep it down, everyone in the front yard is asleep."

Lin Nianhe rolled her eyes, jumped off the wall, and picked up the fabric that Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian had just brought down from the mountain, throwing it over the wall.

On the other side of the wall, Wen Lan stretched out her arms and caught them steadily.

After several back and forth trips, Lin Nianhe also took out some stuff from the space to pad the numbers.

With the dark moon and high winds, it was the perfect time for a secret operation.

After handling the fabric, Lin Nianhe cautiously avoided the shards of glass on top of the wall and climbed over easily.

It turns out that Uncle Team Leader’s decision to heighten the wall was not intended to stop her.

Lin Nianhe, shaking her little hand, followed into Wang Shumei and Wen Lan’s room, sat down like a boss on the chair by the door, and dangled her little feet while watching them work.

Wen Lan, carrying the fabric back, looked at her with furrowed brows: "Can you find a wall corner that doesn’t block the way to squat? I nearly couldn’t stop and would have smashed you into the wall."

Uncle Lin quietly moved her little stool to the corner of the wall.

Wang Shumei and Wen Lan didn’t have many clothes, the fabric was stuffed in the kang cabinet, such that even if someone came, they wouldn’t notice anything amiss.

They were well prepared and quickly tidied everything up.

Only then did Lin Nianhe see the bright red clothes laid out on the kang, a common style, clearly Tailor Wen’s first business deal—the wedding dress for Wang Xixi.

Lin Nianhe picked up the dress, tilted her head to look at it for a while, couldn’t help but say: "Just like this? Isn’t it too plain?"

Wen Lan, washing her hands, replied: "It’s deliberately made this way, so it can be worn normally as well. Wearing such good fabric only once, that would be a sin."

Lin Nianhe wisely refrained from further comments on the matter, put it back in place, and drifted to the sewing machine.

The black fabric on top shaped into trousers, sized for a child.

Lin Nianhe knew it was for Niuwa and earnestly massaged Wen Lan’s shoulders: "Sister Lan, you’ve worked hard."

Wen Lan shrugged: "What’s this considered hard?" Then she sat back down at the sewing machine.

She pressed the pedal, and the sewing machine began to hum quickly. The machine was brand new and not very noisy.

Wang Shumei poured a cup of water for Lin Nianhe and asked her: "Is there more today?"

"Yes," Lin Nianhe replied, "Those two probably need to make three more trips."

"Three more trips? Won’t it be daylight by then?" Wang Shumei was a bit hesitant, "Is that doable?"

"Just right by dawn."

Lin Nianhe muttered.

Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian indeed carried loads all night.

Only as the eastern sky began to lighten did the two of them place the last batch of fabric under the wall of the backyard.

The two were quite exhausted after running back and forth the entire night, but thinking of the money in their pockets, they felt that it wouldn’t be bad to do this every day.

The backyard trio had their sleep fractured tonight, but since it was in the name of making money, nobody complained.

Lin Nianhe heard a noise this time and went around from the front yard.

She handed each of the two men a large steamed bun and said, "You’ve worked hard, you can go back now, no need to come for work today, go home and have a good rest."

Wu Genmao took a bite of the steamed bun and asked, "Sister-in-law, what about these goods? How are they going to be moved out?"

"That’s none of your concern." Lin Nianhe raised a finger, "Working by my side, don’t ask about anything that I don’t tell you about, understand?"

"Understood, understood, understood," said Cao Shijian, "I’m the best at seeing what I’m supposed to!"

Lin Nianhe: "Hmm, haha, you’re right."

Whether Cao Shijian truly understood or not, Lin Nianhe didn’t want to dwell on it; she’s not the type to trouble herself.

After transporting the last bit of fabric, she let Wu Genmao and the other man leave.

Leaving Ten Miles Team for the town requires exiting from the east side of the village, and heading to Victory Team needs taking the western path.

Watching the two of them head straight east, Lin Nianhe felt a mix of emotions.

Having such undercover agents, if they couldn’t bring down Bai Bo and his whole operation, it would surely be a grave mistake, demanding severe accountability.

Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian happily headed to town, making sure they secured a phone line at the post office as soon as it opened for the day.

"Beep... Beep..."

Bai Bo was genuinely distressed for not receiving a report call last night - recently, his meals had been synchronized with the dining schedule of Ten Miles Team, and suddenly being without news, he was unsure what to eat last night.

So when he heard the ringing phone early in the morning, he was a bit excited.

"Hello?"

"Big brother!"

Bai Bo cleared his throat and asked, "Was there trouble yesterday?"

"Big brother," Wu Genmao, covering the mouthpiece, whispered, "Last night, we went to pick up the goods!"

"What?" Bai Bo’s eyes lit up instantly, standing up excitedly, "What kind of goods? How much? Who were the others? How many people?"

Wu Genmao, acting like a thief, looked around to see if anyone was watching him, then said, "It’s the fabric for those woolen coats. The others put it in a cave up on the mountain. The sister-in-law led us to carry it down the mountain... Jian and I carried it four times, must be around a thousand jin!"

It was the first time Bai Bo heard someone use "jin" to estimate the amount of fabric.

But... woollen fabric?

Bai Bo squinted, a sharp gleam in his eyes.

The sought-after goods even the textile mills couldn’t supply enough of.

He composed himself and asked, "Is there more? How are the goods being distributed?"

"She just had us put it outside the Educated Youth Corps, didn’t explain how to distribute it," said Wu Genmao, "I asked, but she wouldn’t say."

"Okay, good job, keep a close eye on it, especially these next days, understand?" Bai Bo casually mentioned, "You two do well, and when you return, you’ll take charge of South City."

"Alright, big brother! Thank you, big brother! We’ll do our best!"

After the call ended, Wu Genmao paid for the phone call and walked out with Cao Shijian, beaming.

Upon their exit, they bumped straight into Zhou Xu, who had just returned from delivering letters.

Zhou Xu was startled, then swiftly composed his expression, smiling and asking, "You two came to the post office so early, is there something you need?"

Wu Genmao chuckled and vaguely said, "Nothing much, just no work in the team today, so we’re just wandering around."

"Oh, then you guys have fun," Zhou Xu tugged at the corner of his mouth.

After they left, Zhou Xu immediately ran inside and asked his colleague, "Did the two who just left make a phone call?"

The colleague nodded, "Yes."

"Did you hear what they said?"

"No, I didn’t, I was busy."

Zhou Xu slapped his forehead, greatly annoyed.

These two had such a set pattern for making phone calls that he subconsciously thought they would never come at any other time...

Luckily, finding out what these single-minded fellows said on the phone was simple.

Zhou Xu didn’t hesitate any longer; he limped out, mounted his bicycle, and headed towards Ten Miles Team.