Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 228 - 227 Two Volunteers

Chapter 228: Chapter 227 Two Volunteers

Principal Wu always placed students first, and everything else could step aside.

And as the only student currently in the village school, plus being an adopted son, Niuwa’s status in Principal Wu’s heart was incomparably high.

Niuwa ran out of the classroom and saw his Sister Lin being chased all over the playground by Principal Mother with a shovel in hand.

Niuwa: "..."

The little guy sighed, shook his head, and then scurried over with his short legs to Principal Wu, skillfully grabbing her hand: "Principal Mother, don’t be angry, Sister Lin’s leg is still injured."

Principal Wu, leaning on the shovel, glared at Lin Nianhe: "If she wasn’t injured, I would have smacked her already!"

Niuwa shook Principal Wu’s hand: "Principal Mother is the best, please don’t be angry anymore."

The little guy was good-looking and usually behaved like a little adult—throwing a bit of a tantrum from time to time—who could resist?

Principal Wu bent down to ruffle Niuwa’s hair, giving herself a way out: "Alright, considering she still has to teach you, I won’t hit her. But, Lin Nianhe, you need to write a self-criticism... Lin Nianhe? Where is she?"

Principal Wu looked up as she spoke, but the figure of Lin Nianhe was nowhere to be seen.

She asked: "Niuwa, where’s your Sister Lin?"

Niuwa: "She ran away."

Principal Wu: "...!"

Lin Nianhe made a break for it as soon as she was out of the school gate, her knee injury was no hindrance.

When it was time to run, it was best to do it quickly to avoid later troubles!

Of this, Lin Nianhe was very clear.

She dashed back to the Educated Youth Corps and bumped right into Yu Xiangqin, who was about to go to work.

"Hey, hey!"

Yu Xiangqin grabbed hold of Lin Nianhe; once she steadied herself, she let go of her with disdain and snickered: "What’s the matter? Were you chased by dogs?"

Lin Nianhe: "..." She really couldn’t follow up on that.

Seeing Lin Nianhe not speaking, Yu Xiangqin smacked her lips and rolled her eyes disdainfully before turning around and crouching down: "Come on, you nuisance, you always have to make a show out of nothing."

It looked like she intended to carry Lin Nianhe back.

Lin Nianhe poked her back: "Sister Xiangqin, I’m fine, it’s much better."

Yu Xiangqin immediately stood up, turned around, and glared at her: "If you’re fine, then why act all pitiful? It’s like I’m bullying you."

Lin Nianhe was quite innocent: "I really didn’t mean to look pitiful; it’s that I just couldn’t respond to what you said just now."

"What’s wrong? What did I say that was incorrect?"

"I was just chased out by Principal Wu."

"..."

To shut Lin Nianhe up, Yu Xiangqin had to part with a quarter of her peach cake.

When Wang Shumei returned to the backyard, she saw Lin Nianhe sitting at the doorstep on a small stool, with peach cake in her right hand and her left hand used to catch the crumbs.

Wang Shumei was a bit puzzled: "Don’t you not like peach cake?"

"Mm, Sister Xiangqin said I was too skinny, insisted on fattening me up."

Wang Shumei: "..." No feuds or grudges lie between us, comrade, why treat me like a fool?

Lin Nianhe put the last bit of peach cake into her mouth, got up swinging her leg, and said to Wang Shumei: "Sister Shumei, I’ll be going out tonight."

Calculating the time, tonight Qian Guozhu and the others should have made it back.

"Can you manage on your own with your leg? How about I accompany you?" asked Wang Shumei, frowning, "Don’t fall again."

"No, I’ll be fine, don’t worry."

Lin Nianhe touched the six little red strings on her wrist, feeling assured.

At night, eight o’clock.

Wang Shumei placed a stool beneath the wall, and with Wen Lan on the other side, they helped Lin Nianhe climb over the wall.

She whispered her instruction: "Give a signal when you’re back, Xiao Lan and I will meet you."

This was Lin Nianhe’s first time ever climbing over such a frustrating wall. Upon hearing this, she replied, "Okay, but you two better listen carefully, and not like last time."

"Alright, alright, go now!"

With a firm push from Wen Lan, Lin Nianhe was boosted up and over.

Lin Nianhe jumped down from the wall with ease; her scabbed wound wasn’t too painful and didn’t interfere with her going up the mountain.

She walked into the forest with her flashlight, strolling at a leisurely pace down the familiar mountain path.

At this time, everyone went to bed early, and no one ventured into the mountain at night, so Lin Nianhe could walk boldly and unafraid.

She entered the familiar cave and saw on the ground two remnants of campfires and some unburnt twigs and leaves.

These were not left by her, nor could they be from Qian Guozhu or Sun ManCang.

Either Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian had been here to stalk and wait for someone, or hunters from the village had rested here.

Lin Nianhe was inclined to believe the latter reason because it was simple—Wu Genmao and his companion were almost always at Ten Miles Team and also lacked the shrewdness to think that way.

To be on the safe side, Lin Nianhe still went out to scout around and found no sign of an ambush.

If it wasn’t the two of them, it could only mean that villagers had been here. Well, being here is fine; it’s not like their names are written on the cave. As long as she didn’t encounter them in the dead of night, it was no trouble at all.

She returned to the cave with ease, kicked the twigs aside, took out the prepared apples and pears and placed them in the corner, and then went out to check the pulley.

The pulley was fine, but suddenly, Lin Nianhe encountered a serious problem—

It hadn’t been discovered to date because it was well hidden by the dense tree leaves, but once fall came and the leaves were gone, the device couldn’t be concealed.

More importantly, this was the Northeast, where a term known as "heavy snow seals the mountain" applied.

By that time, she really couldn’t be scaling the mountain in the middle of the night.

Even if she could conquer nature herself, what about the goods left in the cave overnight... Frozen pears had a market, but did anyone care for frozen apples?

Lin Nianhe stood at the entrance of the cave, hands on hips, and gazed in the direction of the main road.

She realized she needed a storage pit and also two volunteers who wouldn’t blab, overthink, or complain to dig it.

Finding volunteers was easy.

The next evening after dinner, Lin Nianhe took Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian to the foothills near the main road.

"I want to dig a pit," she said.

Cao Shijian asked, "To bury who?"

Lin Nianhe: "...?"

Cao Shijian said plainly, "Teacher Lin, I understand, your cultured people don’t like to say ’dig a grave,’ right? But this location you’ve chosen isn’t great. If Public Security finds out, that would be..."

"Shut up!" Lin Nianhe covered her eyes and gritted her teeth, "I really do just need a pit, ten meters long and ten meters wide, just around here. Pick a suitable spot and start digging."

Cao Shijian wanted to say more, but Wu Genmao kicked him into the ditch.

Wu Genmao moved close to Lin Nianhe and asked in a hushed tone, "Teacher Lin, is this for storing goods?"

With Cao Shijian as a contrast, even Wu Genmao seemed extremely intelligent.

Feeling somewhat more at ease, Lin Nianhe nodded and instructed, "This job can’t be out in the open, so you two will have to work on it at night. Start digging first; I’ll bring the necessary bricks and such once you’ve made some progress."

"Sure, Teacher Lin, you can count on us," Wu Genmao assured enthusiastically, thumping his chest, "Back in the provincial city, we dug several storage pits!"

Lin Nianhe hadn’t expected these two volunteers to be old hands at this. Feeling more relieved, she handed each of them five yuan and confidently went back to rest.

Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian watched Lin Nianhe walk away, clutching the money with tearful eyes.

"Gen, I think following the sister-in-law is pretty good—there’s food, there’s money; why don’t we just keep following her?" Cao Shijian said wistfully.

Wu Genmao reminded him, "Jian, we’re here to tail her; if big brother tells us to go back, we have to go back. Don’t forget, third brother made us swear on our heads, as long as big brother is alive, we stick with him."

"Ah... So when is big brother going to die?"

Under the moonlight, Cao Shijian’s eyes brimmed with hope.