Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 186 - 185 A Good News and a Bunch of Bad News

Chapter 186: Chapter 185 A Good News and a Bunch of Bad News

With Sie Yufei’s misfortune as a contrast, Lin Nianhe didn’t have the mind to pay attention to the Wen family’s sisters and their four different facial expressions.

She gave the main speaking role at the science seminar to Li Dahe, standing beside him, occasionally nodding and chiming in with sincere expressions, telling Sie Yufei—this is all true!

After hearing this, Sie Yufei, looking up at the clear blue sky and stroking his chin, pondered for a while before asking, "So, can I live at an entire Educated Youth Corps alone?"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Li Dahe: "..."

Wen family’s sisters: "..."

At this moment, the four of them unexpectedly had the same thought—It serves you right, purely deserved.

Being so unserious, it’s hard for people to sympathize with whatever he goes through.

Sie Yufei actually got a bit of a shock, considering he’s devoted back at Baishun Alley, with Guan Family’s eldest daughter waiting painfully for his return to the city—though she didn’t say it outright, he just knew.

He was just here for the rural visit, he can’t afford to add a wife, otherwise, Miss Guan would be terribly heartbroken.

However, Youngest Master Sie always defied heaven and earth, fearless of anyone but his parents—who else could hold him back? Therefore, the matters of Victory Team weren’t something for him to worry much about.

Seeing his death-inviting demeanor, Lin Nianhe sighed lightly and changed the topic, "Did you bring any food supplies?"

Sie Yufei patted his travel bag, "I did, five kilograms of rice."

Lin Nianhe: "Oh, so that means you didn’t bring any."

With Sie Yufei’s appetite, those five kilograms of rice wouldn’t last him three days.

She glanced at her watch, pondered for a moment, and said, "Forget it, you should go report first. Even if they wanted to do something to you, it’s your first day; they won’t do anything. I will have two people send some food over to you in the evening."

Sie Yufei, eyes sparkling, looked at Lin Nianhe as if she was his own mother, "Xiao He, you’re really good to me."

Lin Nianhe curled her lips, not wanting to speak.

Sie Yufei was her first little buddy after arriving here, and also capable of blocking bricks for the previous owner, she was still quite lenient with him.

Li Dahe looked at this foolish youngster and sighed, "You three wait here, Xiao Sie, come with me. I’ll take you to report."

"Alright, thank you, Uncle Sie." Sie Yufei picked up his travel bag and followed Li Dahe cheerfully.

He didn’t forget to turn back and wave to Lin Nianhe with a silly grin, "Xiao He, I’ll come to play with you tomorrow."

Lin Nianhe tugged at the corner of her mouth, feeling helpless.

Young man, you know nothing about rural life.

Only the three girls were left by the cart, Lin Nianhe paused for a moment, then pointed at the ox cart and told them, "Don’t just stand there, hurry up and load your luggage."

Wen Qingqing looked at her, unable to resist asking, "Weren’t you supposed to pick us up?"

From the moment they met, Lin Nianhe didn’t even bother to help them with their net bags, she didn’t even ask politely.

Honestly speaking, who picks people up like this?

Lin Nianhe looked at Wen Qingqing, nodded seriously, "Yeah, didn’t I come? I even avoided having you guys go around all the different teams to find me; instead, I was the one who went to find you."

Her eyes shimmering, as if to say: I already took great care of you.

The Wen family’s sisters looked at each other, feeling something was off, but somehow it also made sense.

They didn’t say anything else and together, shifted their luggage onto the ox cart.

Lin Nianhe, with one hand on her chin, walked around the ox cart like a supervisor, occasionally reaching out to push the luggage deeper inside.

After making a fuss for a while, she finally nodded, "Okay, that’s it."

Wen Qingqing and Wen Ruannuan couldn’t understand, but felt it was impressive.

Wen Ruannuan asked, "Nianhe, what kind of work do we usually have to do? Is it tiring?"

She thought Nianhe’s complexion looked good, and he didn’t seem to have lost weight, which somewhat eased her anxious heart.

Lin Nianhe thought about it and felt he should liven up the mood: "There’s good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Then, let’s hear the good news first." Wen Qingqing said.

"The good news is, the two of you can have a dormitory to yourselves," Lin Nianhe said.

"Phew... that’s a relief, I was really afraid of living with strangers." Wen Ruannuan breathed a sigh of relief. "What’s the bad news then?"

"The bad news is... your timing is really bad, the autumn harvest is about to begin, and there’s not much time left for you to learn and adapt to farming work. Moreover, after the autumn harvest when grains are distributed, you two are destined not to receive much grain. Until next autumn’s harvest, you’ll have to figure out your own food supply."

Wen Qingqing and Wen Ruannuan were both deflated at the same time.

Compared with this bad news, the good news was hardly worth mentioning.

Oh no, these are clearly two pieces of bad news, just mixed together!

Wen Qingqing was somewhat panicked: "Is the autumn harvest very tiring?"

"I haven’t done the autumn harvest either, I don’t know," Lin Nianhe shook his head. "I can only tell you that on my first day of work, I was carried back by my friends. Oh, speaking of which, there’s another piece of bad news - the lady strong enough to carry you two is now a primary school teacher and doesn’t have to work, so no one will be able to carry you."

Bad news sprouted like bamboo shoots after rain, and Wen Ruannuan was almost crying. She stamped her foot lightly and cursed under her breath, then looked pitifully at Lin Nianhe: "Nianhe, can we become teachers?"

"There are no slots left, our village school doesn’t need that many teachers," Lin Nianhe patted their shoulders, consoling them, "Don’t worry, the folks of our Ten Miles Team are very nice, they will take care of you."

This brought limited comfort, and Wen Qingqing and Wen Ruannuan looked like two wilted cabbages, drooping and unloved.

When Li Dahe returned, he saw the sisters looking this way and frowned at Lin Nianhe: "Miss Lin, what happened?"

"Them? Nothing’s wrong, they’re just feeling sentimental about their fate." Lin Nianhe got into the vehicle and eagerly looked at Li Dahe, "Uncle Team Leader, let’s head back soon, I still need to go to the town this afternoon."

She was going to town to buy grain for Sie Yufei.

She had spent money for Wen family’s sisters yesterday, and today she needed to do it again for Sie Yufei.

This made Lin Nianhe feel very down—every time she spent money on grain, she felt like she was scrabbling for grains of gold in a pile of rice.

Her heart felt bad, and so did her body.

Mentioning this, Li Dahe couldn’t help but think of Sie Yufei again.

He had just subtly inquired—Cao Manfu’s third daughter is seventeen this year, just the right time for matchmaking... what a coincidence, Sie Yufei had shown up.

Li Dahe sighed deeply.

This child is really pitiful.

He drove the ox-cart with complex emotions, silent on the way to Ten Miles Team, not even in the mood to say a word of welcome to the Wen family’s sisters.

Lin Nianhe took on the responsibility of introducing the town, pointing out the Cooperative Society, the clinic, the post office, and the police station to Wen Qingqing and Wen Ruannuan.

The two of them listened and looked, their little faces sagging.

This place was really too poor!

When they saw Lin Nianhe’s smiling face again, admiration spontaneously arose.

Being able to smile in such a place, Miss Lin from the Lin family was no ordinary person.

Lin Nianhe, feeling she had said all that needed to be said, leaned forward to ask Li Dahe: "Uncle Team Leader, is there a way... to transfer Sie Yufei to our commune?"

Throughout the trip, she had thought of only one way to preserve Sie Yufei’s innocence, which was to get him transferred from Victory Team.