Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 283 - 282: Familiar Instructions

Chapter 283: Chapter 282: Familiar Instructions

"The so-called mutual benefit means that neither party feels like they’ve been short-changed.

Feng Yuanshan thought that letting an educated youth return to the city to stay for an extra month during the off-season in agriculture was no big deal. It was an extremely good deal to exchange such terms for the chicks needed by schools throughout the county.

Lin Nianhe felt that the travel between the town and the village could be considered daily exercise, and using the fertilized eggs from her space to exchange for a month’s leave was absolutely worth it.

Both of them felt like they had made a huge profit.

Actually, before Li Dahe brought up the idea of leave to visit relatives, Lin Nianhe had already been pondering how to ask Feng Yuanshan for an extra month of leave.

She didn’t expect Li Dahe to still remember this matter, and even spoke up for her.

After all, Uncle Team Leader had wanted to kick her out at first.

That evening after school, Lin Nianhe caught Li Hehua and stuffed a pound of pork wrapped in oil paper into her little school bag to express her gratitude.

Aunt Li, holding the meat and learning about the situation, thought for a long time, then stewed a large pot of green beans and filled a big bowl to put in a basket, asking Li Hehua to deliver it to Lin Nianhe.

"Sister Lin, my mom says that you Beijing people don’t know how to pickle vegetables. She told you not to worry. When the time comes, she and my sister-in-law will come help you, otherwise you won’t have any vegetables to eat in the winter," Li Hehua said with her bright big eyes blinking, looking at Lin Nianhe. "I can help too."

"Hehua, you’re amazing. Will you teach me when the time comes?" Lin Nianhe said with a smile, rubbing her head and surreptitiously slipping two pieces of candy into the little girl’s pocket.

Li Hehua didn’t notice Lin Nianhe’s small movement, her face blushing, "Sure, I’ll teach you."

Teaching the teacher something must be one of the most proud things in a child’s limited world.

"Thank you, Hehua," Lin Nianhe said with a smile, "and please also thank Aunt Li for me."

"Okay!"

"Head back home, be careful on the road."

"Okay!"

Li Hehua hopped and skipped away. She was so buoyant that the candy fell out of her pocket.

She picked up the candy, saw it was a white rabbit, and quickly clutched it and ran home.

"Mom, mom! Sister Lin gave me a white rabbit!"

Li Hehua held the candy, her smile especially brilliant.

Aunt Li caught her breath, stared at her, "Just because she gave you, you take it?"

"I didn’t know at the time..." Li Hehua suddenly wilted, feeling like she had done something wrong, her head drooping.

Aunt Li sighed helplessly, unable to help but saying to Wang Xixi, who was scooping rice next to her, "Miss Lin really does things impeccably. Hang around her more when you can."

Wang Xixi smiled and responded, "Mom, I know."

"Good," Aunt Li nodded her head, murmuring softly, "Your father has finally done a good deed this time, letting Miss Lin go back to the city to rest. Our winters here are not easy to get through."

Wang Xixi couldn’t help feeling a bit of longing, and quietly asked, "Mom, is Beijing really great?"

"How would I know? I’ve never seen it... If you get a chance in the future, go have a look and then tell mom."

"Mom, you come with us."

"Hahaha, where would this old bag of bones go? You go ahead."

As Li Dahe listened to the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law chatting in the yard, he couldn’t help interjecting, "You think you can just go to Beijing whenever you want? What for? How would I even issue a letter of introduction for you? Stop dreaming."

That night, Comrade Li Dahe, the team leader of the Ten Miles Team, claiming to be worried about the health of the chicks, spent the night in the cattle shed.

At least, that’s what he said.

...

The number of fertilized eggs needed were delivered to Lin Nianhe two days later."

Feng Yuanshan was exceptionally cautious, and for this reason, he held meetings for two days, eventually reaching a decision—each school would breed thirty chickens in the first batch, totaling three hundred eggs.

The figure wasn’t calculated based on the breeding capacity of the schools, but rather the amount of money Feng Yuanshan could scrape together.

When Comrade Old Feng counted the money, the corners of his mouth almost drooped down to his chin.

His distressed expression was so striking that Lin Nianhe couldn’t help but ask, "Uncle Feng, I heard someone made a hefty donation before, why are you still so strapped for cash?"

Feng Yuanshan matter-of-factly replied, "That donation is for building our schools and for poor students’ tuition fees. How could we misuse it?"

Lin Nianhe couldn’t help but give him a thumbs-up and said, "Uncle Feng, I wish you a swift and steady rise to power, and someday you may become a leader in the provincial education department."

Feng Yuanshan, seemingly indifferent, counted a stack of banknotes over and over: "All that is irrelevant, whether I become a leader or remain a teacher, I’m fine anywhere."

Lin Nianhe said, "Uncle Feng, your thinking is mistaken... Think about it, as a leader who always puts students first, only when you have oversight over more people and bigger issues can you better shelter more students, right?"

She leaned forward conspiratorially, raising her eyebrows at Feng Yuanshan: "Right now, you can only manage the donations of Lan County and prevent them from being misappropriated, but what about other places? Who knows if some crook has pocketed that money elsewhere, right?"

Feng Yuanshan paused his counting.

He looked at the banknotes in his hands, his eyebrows drawn together in a frown.

Lin Nianhe didn’t continue, acting as if nothing had happened, waiting for Feng Yuanshan to think it over himself.

She hoped for good leaders like him to rise through the ranks; the higher he climbed, the more he could achieve.

After dazing for a while, Feng Yuanshan continued to count his money, not responding to Lin Nianhe’s words, but it seemed he was mulling things over internally.

After counting eight times, Feng Yuanshan, with much reluctance, handed the money over to Lin Nianhe.

"Teacher Xiao Lin, take good care of this money, be meticulous in selection, no need to rush. Just make sure the accuracy rate is increased."

"Okay."

"Put the money in your pocket."

"Alright."

"Walk slowly on the way, don’t lose it."

"Hmm... can you let go of my hand, please?"

"Ah...ssss..."

Leaving the commune, Lin Nianhe shook her head and sighed: "With Uncle Feng’s laconic way of speaking, he’d need the backing of the United Nations to ascend to the city education department."

Comrade Old Feng’s future was not something Lin Nianhe had the leisure to ponder at the moment; she clutched the money and hurried into the Cooperative Society.

With Feng Yuanshan’s approval note and the assistance of the niece of the head of the Cooperative Society, Lin Nianhe smoothly united with a big bunch of eggs.

As per Principal Wu’s requirements, Lin Nianhe only selected fifty eggs a day.

She dared not replace all the eggs with fertilized ones from her space, randomly leaving one to three each day, keeping the accuracy rate at a normally high level so as not to distress Feng Yuanshan too much.

On the last day, Lin Nianhe walked into Feng Yuanshan’s office carrying fifty eggs.

But today, no one was in the mood to chat with her; people were bustling around with a particularly serious demeanor.

Lin Nianhe glanced out the window—the sky hadn’t fallen, and the sun was still hanging properly in the sky.

Unable to control her curiosity, after handing over the eggs, she asked Feng Yuanshan, "Uncle Feng, what happened?"

Feng Yuanshan gave a long sigh, the corner of his mouth cracking open with beads of blood: "Three pigs from Victory Team have died."

Lin Nianhe first wondered what this had to do with Feng Yuanshan, but then it clicked—

If a pig dies, it’s a big deal for a family; two pigs, it’s a big deal for the entire production team; three pigs, it’s enough to be a major issue for the whole commune.

Lin Nianhe knew nothing about pig breeding and wanted to leave quickly to avoid causing trouble, but just as she stepped out, she suddenly thought of the scourge at Victory Team.

"Uncle Feng, are you certain only three pigs died? Are you sure no one has eaten the meat from those pigs?"