Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 183 - 182: Closing the Distance to Getting Beaten…

Chapter 183: Chapter 182: Closing the Distance to Getting Beaten...

Getting hit is definitely something you should never provide the weapon for.

That’s the bottom line for anyone who gets hit.

So Lin Nianhe resolutely disobeyed.

He even took Niuwa away from Principal Wu’s embrace.

"Principal, this is my student, you can’t snatch him away," Lin Nianhe stated confidently. "When he gets into Peking University in the future, the first character he recognizes will be the one I taught him!"

Principal Wu: "..."

There was really no snatching this situation away.

As the adult and the child walked away, Principal Wu shouted from behind: "Nianhe, take it slow in teaching!"

"Got it," Lin Nianhe turned around and waved at her.

In one class period, Niuwa learned thirty-seven characters, not including words like ’I’, ’you’, ’she’, and ’People’s Daily’.

Before class ended, Lin Nianhe gave him a quiz, and he wrote forty-four characters correctly without a single mistake.

With a brain like this, it would be a pity not to go for Peking University.

Looking at Niuwa, Lin Nianhe couldn’t help but rub his head: "Niuwa, study hard, aim for Peking University in the future."

Niuwa looked puzzled: "What’s Peking University?"

"It’s the best university in our country," Lin Nianhe said seriously.

"If I get into Peking University, will Sister Lin and Principal Mother be happy?"

"They will, we will be proud of you."

"Can it make grandpa’s life better?"

"Yes."

"Then I will go for it."

Niuwa smiled, his eyes curving into crescents.

Making Sister Lin and Principal Mother happy and improving his grandpa’s life, these were the most important things in his simple heart.

Lin Nianhe took out a notebook, wrote Niuwa’s name on the first page, and said to him: "In our school’s rules, scoring full marks in ten quizzes can be exchanged for a notebook or a pencil, and I’ll record today’s full mark for you."

Niuwa looked forward with anticipation, saying: "Nine more to go."

Lin Nianhe was taken aback: "I don’t think I’ve taught you math yet?"

"There are ten times in total. I’ve gotten it once; doesn’t that mean there are nine times left?" Niuwa looked at her, habitually doubting himself, "Sister Lin, did I get it wrong?"

Lin Nianhe quickly responded: "No, no... how did you know that?"

Niuwa looked innocent: "Grandpa used to cook, and I helped him make fire... He taught me to count firewood."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Truly a little genius who could do addition and subtraction just by counting firewood.

Niuwa asked her: "Sister Lin, are we still having class? If not, I’m going to sweep the yard."

Lin Nianhe snapped back to reality and nodded: "Yes, go ahead."

Even a little genius needs to do chores, can’t raise a child without work.

Niuwa didn’t think much about it; he just felt he should follow Uncle He’s advice and help Principal Mother more.

In the yard, he wielded the broom, sweeping the dust into a small pile.

From the window, Lin Nianhe watched him, contemplating that she needed to quickly brush up on middle and high school online courses.

Otherwise, it might be difficult to teach him.

She truly hadn’t expected being an elementary school teacher could present such a huge challenge.

After watching for a while, Li Dahe arrived.

When he entered and saw Niuwa sweeping the yard, he paused for a moment then directly turned to Lin Nianhe by the window: "Why are you letting the little bastard sweep the floor?"

Lin Nianhe: "I said this is a new educational method. Can you understand it?"

Li Dahe rolled his eyes at her, but seeing that Principal Wu was sitting there and didn’t stop it, he thought this might really be some new kind of education, so he didn’t say more.

He said: "Lin Nianhe, there’s a phone call for you at the commune office. Go and take it."

"Ah? It’s here."

Lin Nianhe casually propped her hands on the window frame and nimbly jumped out.

Li Dahe: "...!"

Principal Wu: "...?"

They both wanted to scold her, but Lin Nianhe was already gone.

Li Dahe looked at Niuwa holding the broom and staring at the window frame, and said to Principal Wu: "If you can’t handle her, maybe let Hongzi give her a good beating?"

Principal Wu looked in the direction of the commune office, seriously considering Li Dahe’s suggestion.

Lin Nianhe, unaware she had once again come closer to getting beaten up, rushed into the commune office and picked up the phone: "Hello, this is Lin Nianhe."

"Daughter!"

The excited voice of Comrade Old Lin came through from the other end of the phone.

Lin Nianhe switched the phone to her other hand and rubbed her buzzing left ear, giggling: "Dad, what made you think of calling me?"

"Oh, I was just missing you." Comrade Old Lin sounded somewhat resentful. "Think about it, how long has it been since you last called?"

Lin Nianhe did the math—it wasn’t that long ago, just half a month.

It’s not like nowadays when not contacting each other for a day can be called "not loving anymore."

Calling home once every half a month, among the Educated Youth Corps, only she could manage to keep in touch with home that frequently.

But she didn’t argue with Comrade Old Lin, just laughed and said: "I’ve been a bit busy recently... Dad, how are you and Mom doing?"

"We’re fine, we’re fine, just take care of yourself, no need to worry about us." Comrade Old Lin was only briefly resentful and then said, "But this time, I really do need your help—"

"In two or three days, those two girls from the Wen Family will be coming down to your brigade, and your Uncle Wen wants you to buy some food for them in advance. The money has been sent to you, and it should arrive in the next couple of days; the tickets will take a few more days. If you have enough money on hand, go ahead and buy for them. Hold on, let me see what needs to be bought..."

"Mhm, got it, help them buy twenty kilos of rice and flour, eggs and meat if available, and five kilos of noodles... candles and such, buy some as you see fit. Uncle Wen has sent thirty yuan, just manage it with that money."

Lin Nianhe was a bit dazed.

And... why did this sound eerily familiar?

She licked her lips and asked, "Dad, before I came here, did you also instruct Brother Yuncheng the same way?"

"Mhm, yes." Comrade Old Lin naturally agreed, "They are all from the same courtyard, your Uncle Wen specifically chose your brigade for those two, so you can help each other."

Lin Nianhe took a deep breath and relaxed.

She finally found the true reason why she misunderstood Su Yuncheng’s affection for the original owner.

"Daughter, don’t be silly, if it’s too heavy to carry, buy less, and make sure to keep the accounts clear, the rest of the money and the tickets can be given to the Wen Family girls." Comrade Old Lin advised, unable to resist complaining, "It’s just bad timing, if Yuncheng hadn’t been out, I wouldn’t need to bother my daughter with this."

The thought of his daughter doing the work made Comrade Old Lin feel uncomfortable.

Lin Nianhe snapped out of it and laughed, "It’s fine, Dad, tomorrow I’ll borrow the brigade’s ox cart to go to the town, it won’t tire me, don’t worry."

"Alright, I trust my daughter to handle things."

After Comrade Old Lin had discussed the important matters, he asked about her recent daily life in bits and pieces.

Lin Nianhe directly mentioned how little Niuwa learned forty-four characters in forty-five minutes.

Comrade Old Lin was shocked, and after his shock, he commented, "This kid is not bad, better than your brother, but still a bit lacking compared to my daughter."

Comrade Old Lin said these words with pleasure, and Lin Nianhe just listened... that was it, can’t take it seriously.