Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 249 - 248 Wu Genmao’s Choice

Chapter 249: Chapter 248 Wu Genmao’s Choice

Wu Genmao jumped too harshly and accidentally hurt his foot that had been hit by a brick, grimacing with pain. But afraid that Laoer wouldn’t see him, he could only hop over on one leg.

After catching Laoer’s gaze, he immediately raised one hand and limped over to him.

He grinned, showing his teeth, "Laoer, big brother sent me to pick you guys up!"

Laoer frowned a little, and got the point: "So, you’re the kid who’s keeping an eye on that girl?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Wu Genmao nodded repeatedly, "Laoer, my name is Wu Genmao."

Laoer didn’t care what his name was. He looked around and said casually, "Big brother didn’t tell me he was sending you to pick me up. When did he tell you?"

"Just about an hour ago," Wu Genmao said, "Big brother said you guys have a lot of people coming, and going straight there might catch the eye of the Public Security. So, he had me arrange a cargo truck... Laoer, shall we go?"

Laoer raised an eyebrow: "You seem to have pulled some strings around here, even getting a truck?"

"I used to help Principal Wu at the school get cloth scraps from the textile factory, so I’m familiar with them," Wu Genmao replied, "Their factory was about to make a pick-up, I gave two packs of cigarettes to the driver, and they agreed to carry us for a stretch."

Laoer had heard about Wu Genmao’s routine reports from Bai Bo before. Seeing Wu’s eager face, he asked another question, "Didn’t big brother say to have two people watching her? Where’s the other one?"

Wu Genmao scratched his head and naturally replied, "He’s tailing Teacher Lin."

Finally feeling reassured, Laoer signaled his underling with his eyes to gather everyone back, then they followed Wu Genmao onto the cargo truck by the roadside.

Seeing so many people, the driver wasn’t pleased: "Why so many folks? This little bit of cigarettes isn’t worth it."

His attitude only made Laoer more relaxed. He casually tossed his own pack of cigarettes to the driver, "Alright then, no more dilly-dallying, let’s get moving."

"Hey, sure!" The driver was happy now, and quickly pocketed the cigarettes.

Laoer stood by the truck, counting the heads, and the last one got on board.

Wu Genmao also got on, shrinking near the door, looking at people who used to not even give him the time of day. He habitually shrank back into the corner, trying to minimize his presence as much as possible.

Laoer, with complete disregard, sat down across from him, unwrapping a cigarette as he asked, "What’s that girl up to?"

"Eh?" Wu Genmao realized that Laoer was actually initiating a conversation with him and quickly replied, "She’s at school."

"Oh." Laoer snickered and said to his right-hand man, "This is gonna be easy. If she doesn’t come with us, we’ll just crush those two little bastards."

"When the time comes, won’t the villagers just tie her up and throw her in front of Laoer? Probably won’t even need us to lift a finger."

"Hahaha..."

Listening to this, something felt off to Wu Genmao.

He couldn’t help but butt in, "Laoer, what are you guys actually here to do?"

Interruption of conversation, Laoer turned his head and glanced at him, exhaling smoke and asked, "What? Big brother didn’t tell you?"

Wu Genmao shook his head, "Big brother only asked me to get a truck to pick you all up."

"Hahaha..."

Laoer laughed again.

And so did the others in the truck.

Wu Genmao sat hugging his knees, staring at the smiling faces, at a loss.

Laoer casually tossed a cigarette to Wu Genmao, saying, "Seeing as your leg’s injured, you stay outside the village later. We’ll go get the girl over and then we can leave."

Wu Genmao’s eyes widened.

What?

Get her over?

Having been mixed up in things for a couple of years, he understood perfectly what "get" meant.

He couldn’t help but recall what Lin Nianhe said to him before he went—

"I just called your big brother. He told you to get a vehicle to pick up your Laoer and the others, said there were quite a few people... Hey, can you handle it? Need me to find someone to help you?... It’s okay, just do your errand well and don’t let him blame you... Me? I’m going back to school. You can come back after you’re done, I’ll save you some food."

The lead was hers, the car was arranged by her, and she even wanted to save a meal for herself... But right now, he was leading a bunch of people to capture her.

Wu Genmao’s eyes reddened, he lowered his head, remembering many things.

The shovel and bun from that morning, the fabric and five yuan from that night, the complaints and Food Tickets from that afternoon...

During the days he spent by Lin Nianhe’s side, he had worked a lot, more tired than any other day before.

But she would laugh, save them meals, and let them rest for a while.

And then there was Principal Wu, who would teach them to read and do math whenever he had free time, Niuwa who would help them pour water and sweep the yard, Uncle Li who always picked on them but never drove them away, Director Wang who stuffed them with candy at the wedding banquet... and the smiling faces of the children.

What did they just say? If she didn’t go with them, a few little bastards would be killed.

Wu Genmao abruptly lifted his head, staring into Laoer’s eyes, he said, "No! You can’t do this, Teacher Lin didn’t do anything to the big brother, why are you tying her up?"

The laughter inside the car stopped abruptly, all eyes turning to him.

Laoer leisurely exhaled a puff of smoke, then suddenly flicked the glowing cigarette butt at Wu Genmao’s eyes.

There used to be a saying, if the boss provides for you, you gotta gladly take his punches. Wu Genmao had never dodged the big brothers’ beatings, never had.

Watching the cigarette butt coming towards him, he suddenly dodged aside.

The cigarette butt singed a few strands of his hair.

"Fuck, the tail’s gone loyal now," Laoer said, as if he heard a great joke. After laughing twice, he raised a finger towards Wu Genmao, "You don’t need to come back."

His tone was very casual, as if he was about to casually crush an ant.

Just then, the car stopped.

Wu Genmao’s eyes tensed, and he suddenly sprang from the ground, rushing to the door, desperately stuffing his left hand between the two handles, becoming a human door bolt.

He clenched his teeth, his legs trembling uncontrollably, he looked at Laoer, and said with a trembling voice, "No, you can’t do this, no, no..."

"Fuck, the kid’s rebelling!"

"Laoer, what should we do with him?"

Laoer, losing patience, clapped his hands, and lit another cigarette: "There’s plenty of mountain here, just dig a hole and bury him."

One by one, they stood up, faces filled with ferocious smiles, closing in.

Blows rained down like torrential rain, and Wu Genmao was quickly beaten senseless, his right hand instinctively flailing, hopelessly defending.

In his heart, there was only one thought left—

He could not let them get out,

The children were still in class.

"You’re pretty tough, you little bastard."

Laoer stood up, looked at the weak Wu Genmao, who was kneeling but still stubbornly acting as a door bolt with his left hand, and suddenly kicked towards his left arm.

"Ah—"

The scream of pain drowned out the sound of the bone breaking. The door was kicked open, and Wu Genmao was kicked out by Laoer.

He fell into the dust, unable to feel which part of his body hurt more.

He struggled to open a slit in his swollen eyes. He saw the familiar trees, the familiar road... It was the road not far from the entrance of the village.

He figured, having come this far, he couldn’t give up.

He spat out the blood in his mouth, using the last bit of his strength to shout: "Teacher Lin! Run—"

His voice might have been loud, or it might have been quiet, he could no longer tell.

Wu Genmao was too exhausted, he closed his eyes.

Just a second before all his consciousness left him, he thought he heard Lin Nianhe’s voice.

"I have good news for you, you’re surrounded."