Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 222 - 221: Veteran Actors Dying in the Line of Duty

Chapter 222: Chapter 221: Veteran Actors Dying in the Line of Duty

Lin Nianhe had never expected Wen Qingqing to suddenly play the role of a savior with her uncle by marriage.

However, she still had some concerns: "Sister Qingqing, do we need any special coupons to buy it? Will it cause any trouble for your uncle?"

"I’m not very clear on that, I usually don’t pay attention to these things. I’ll write a letter to my family...and send a telegram to ask," Wen Qingqing replied. "But I remember last New Year’s, my uncle complained that other factories give out the products they manufacture as benefits during festivals, but at their place, they just hand out permits, and even with those, there’s nothing useful."

Lin Nianhe listened carefully and breathed a sigh of relief.

Yes, there are special items that don’t require coupons to buy—like how a doctor can give a permit for a patient with a broken bone to buy ribs.

From this perspective, Wen Qingqing’s uncle by marriage should be able to go through the normal process to get them a hearing aid.

Lin Nianhe looked at Wen Qingqing and after a moment, felt a bit troubled.

She hesitated for a while but still decided to clarify in advance: "Sister Qingqing, about the teacher...I really don’t have any acquaintances."

Someone has helped them so much, yet she’s powerless regarding what they’ve asked for help with.

Wen Qingqing was taken aback, then rolled her eyes at Lin Nianhe: "I’m not using this to coerce you into helping, it’s just that the girl seemed really pitiful. Oh, by the way, don’t say I didn’t tell you, I can find the connections for you, but I can’t handle the payments. If it involves industrial coupons, that’s out of my control—I don’t have the money or coupons to cover that."

Lin Nianhe didn’t feel offended and cheerfully said: "Then I was being suspicious of a good intention, please don’t be mad, Sister Qingqing."

"That’s also something Brother Su mentioned to me," Wen Qingqing continued without acknowledging her apology, "he said he doesn’t know anyone relevant, but if there’s a job opening for a teacher somewhere, he’ll let me know."

Lin Nianhe pondered this sentence, then tried to imagine it in Su Yuncheng’s aloof voice... Why did it feel more like an excuse?

In fact, Su Yuncheng’s opening remark that day was—

"Nianhe asked me to check if you needed anything from me first to avoid any urgency on your part."

Without that remark, Wen Qingqing would likely perceive Su Yuncheng’s response as an evasion. But since he said it that way, considering the relationship between the two...Wen Qingqing believed, for Lin Nianhe’s sake, Su Yuncheng would at least keep an eye out for them.

Unaware of the full implications, Lin Nianhe comforted her, "Don’t worry, Sister Qingqing, if Brother Yuncheng said he would keep an eye out, he definitely will."

With her understanding of Su Yuncheng, he’s not the type to delay or refuse people indirectly.

He would directly say: I don’t know, I can’t help.

"Mm, I know," Wen Qingqing smiled gently.

She forgot to explain, Lin Nianhe naturally couldn’t guess the deeper meaning behind it, eventually accepting that the simplicity and naivety of the girls from this era prevented them from overthinking.

Wen Qingqing didn’t stay long, she was too tired from a day’s work and left after discussing this with Lin Nianhe.

Lin Nianhe sprung off the kang and opened the window, shouting toward the door diagonally across: "Sister Lan! Come over for a moment!"

The scattered noise on the other end stopped, and soon, Wen Lan came out, her sleeve covers still on.

She jogged over to Lin Nianhe’s window and directly asked: "What now? Need water or going to the restroom?"

"Neither."

Lin Nianhe relayed Wen Qingqing’s words to her, concluding, "Don’t worry, Sister Lan, this matter is almost settled, you can sleep well tonight."

Wen Lan’s eyes lit up but she couldn’t help frowning: "Can it really be done?"

"There’s a ninety percent chance," Lin Nianhe said. "Even if there’s a problem in the end, I now know which direction to exert effort in finding help."

Wen Lan took a long sigh of relief. Finally, she smiled.

Lin Nianhe tugged at her braid, curiously asking, "Sister Lan, why do you care so much about Xiao Cailan’s matter?"

Wen Lan looked up at the starry sky, murmuring softly, "Seeing her, I always remember my older sister."

Lin Nianhe: "...?"

Seeing a fourteen-year-old girl missing her older sister...

Your Sister Lan is your Sister Lan, her thought process isn’t something we ordinary people can understand.

Early the next morning, Wen Lan, pushing her bicycle with a flat front tire, went to Li Dahe’s house, where the team leader, truly a leader of the community, could solve any difficult situation. With a word from him, he had Li Xiaoshan help fix the bicycle.

Wen Lan also took the opportunity to ask for leave on behalf of Wen Qingqing, taking her to the town to send a telegram, and then she hurriedly went to tell Cailan and her mother the good news.

How Xiao Cailan and Cailan’s mother wept with joy, Lin Nianhe did not know.

After changing her medicine, she sat on the kang shaking her legs, planning to quietly live as a homebody for a few days.

...Half an hour into her homebody life, Zhao Zhuangshi arrived.

"Teacher Lin, my mother made chicken soup for my younger sister, and she asked me to bring you a bowl."

Zhao Zhuangshi, from a distance, leaned in and carefully placed the bowl on the table below the window.

Lin Nianhe was startled: "Your family’s old actress... oh, not that, your family’s old hen was finally slaughtered?"

The veteran actress of Widow Zhao’s family, had it finally met a martyr’s fate?

"Ah, both weren’t laying eggs anymore, and just right, my younger sister is pregnant, so my mother made it to nourish her body." Mentioning Zhao Cuixia, Zhao Zhuangshi’s smile was even more foolish.

Alright, both are gone.

Lin Nianhe briefly mourned for the two old actresses, then quickly congratulated him, "Congratulations... wait a second."

She spoke, struggling to stand up from the kang, leaning on the cabinet and pretending to look for something in the drawer.

In fact, she used the cover of her body to take a bottle of folic acid tablets from her space, pouring them into an unlabelled glass bottle and checking the dosage.

Lin Nianhe, holding the medicine bottle, shuffled down from the kang and, through the window, handed the bottle to Zhao Zhuangshi, "This is vitamins, let your younger sister take them, it’s good for adults and children alike. Two a day, stop after the fourth month, and if there’s any left, don’t use them normally, save them for the next pregnancy."

"This, this isn’t right, I haven’t really done anything," Zhao Zhuangshi scratched his head, reluctant to take it.

He felt at ease when he helped Lin Nianhe with tasks because he received something tangible like plain steamed buns in return. But taking her stuff without doing anything made him uncomfortable.

Lin Nianhe extended her hand further, saying, "Take it, there’s something I need you to do."

Zhao Zhuangshi uttered an "oh," then accepted it, "You say, what’s the matter?"

"You know that Doctor Zhuang from the Nine-miles Team?" Lin Nianhe asked.

"Yeah, Zhuang Shu, what about him? You want him to check your leg?" Zhao Zhuangshi frowned and shook his head at Lin Nianhe, "Teacher Lin, if you’re seriously injured, you should go directly to the town, that guy is a quack."

Lin Nianhe: "...?"

She hasn’t even started spreading the news, yet Doctor Zhuang being a quack is already known?

Unaware of the doubt in Lin Nianhe’s eyes, Zhao Zhuangshi continued loudly, "It’s been spread around. That puny guy made Aunt Shen deaf, and moreover, he can’t handle external injuries either, didn’t Accountant Zhao’s legs get ruined by him..."