Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 290 - 289: Oh, My Sister!

Chapter 290: Chapter 289: Oh, My Sister!

"Got into a fight?"

After hearing the whole affair, Su Yuncheng immediately frowned.

He reached out and grabbed Lin Nianhe’s wrist, carefully inspecting it from various angles: "Where are you hurt?"

Lin Nianhe saw Wang Hong snickering from the side and her cheeks also began to color. She quickly said, "I’m not hurt, I’m always the one doing the hitting, who could hit me?"

Su Yuncheng’s brows remained furrowed.

Even after witnessing Lin Nianhe’s impressive performance wielding a kitchen knife, he was still worried.

He circled around Lin Nianhe but couldn’t spot any injuries and then asked, "Who?"

Who?

Who was it?

Who had dared to bully his little girl who was too weak to take care of herself!

Just the thought of her casually mentioning the incident was enough to make Su Yuncheng’s heart ache so much he could barely breathe.

Scared to tears in the dead of night by someone climbing over the wall, she must have cried until dawn, right?

Splashed with water by a shrew early in the morning and getting into a fight, she must have forced herself to come to seek consolation, right?

Lin Nianhe felt a mix of pain and guilt in his gaze and somehow felt that Brother Yuncheng was imagining all sorts of strange things.

Wang Hong, watching their affectionate behavior, pressed on her temple and reminded, "Go to the commune, the matter with Victory Team has been dragging on for so many years, and we’ve always found it difficult to intervene. Now it seems we have an opportunity, best to explain the situation to the leaders first."

Even Li Dahe was aware of the situation with Victory Team, and naturally, the leaders were also paying attention.

But each time they looked into it, they found that the marriages had already been settled, and none of the educated youth chose to report or expose it.

If the victims themselves don’t speak up, what can others do?

Now, at last, there was one... oh no, nine joint victims reporting—the one Wang Dong felt was the biggest victim of this incident was his own little bamboo pole, and he had to speak up for it.

The commune leaders listened to the entire sequence of events and then immediately made a decision after seeing Lin Nianhe still covered in dirt:

"Investigate! We must investigate thoroughly! Whether they are female or male educated youth, we absolutely can’t let them be wronged!"

However, the matter was far from as easy as imagined.

The group of ten from Ten Miles Team was indeed directly brought to the commune for investigation. With charges of hooliganism and abetting the crime, and with the testimony of three hundred people from old to young from Ten Miles Team, they could not escape.

But as for those educated youth from Victory Team who were already married, not one of them spoke out about their suffering.

"Ah? That was so many years ago... my child is two years old now... Leader, I’m doing pretty well now, I don’t have anything to complain about."

"It was voluntary, of course, it was voluntary, otherwise, how could I be a hooligan?"

"Leader, I’m really fine, thank you for your concern about my life..."

The commune leaders who came to investigate went around in circles, questioning all the educated youth from Victory Team of the past years, and failed to gain any clues.

It wasn’t until someone reminded them, "There’s still a male educated youth from Victory Team, right? He’s been down in the countryside for over a month; go ask him!"

Then, a group of commune leaders sat in the empty yard of the Educated Youth Corps, listening to Youngest Master Sie vividly recounting how, despite being pursued and hinted at by all the young women and matrons of the village, he still remained chaste for the sake of Guan Family’s eldest daughter from Baishun Alley.

The leaders drank two pots of boiled water and listened until their eyes glazed over.

Finally, a junior official interrupted Sie Yufei’s rambling and summarized, "So, Comrade Sie, what you’re saying is, ever since you’ve been here in Victory Team, you’ve been harassed by female comrades?"

Sie Yufei nodded repeatedly: "Yes, from the very first day. Four or five matrons came with their daughters to see me. The team leader even had his daughter bring me meals! If it weren’t for the fact that I only have eyes for Miss Guan, I would have..."

"Alright, alright," the leader shivered, hastily gesturing for Youngest Master Sie to stop talking.

They couldn’t listen any longer; the more they heard, the more they wanted to head to Baishun Alley to see just what kind of person this Miss Guan was.

Another leader took the opportunity to change the subject: "Comrade Xiao Sie, we will definitely take your report seriously, verify it as soon as possible, and you can tell us any difficulties you encounter."

This phrase was originally just a courteous remark similar to a concluding sentence.

But Sie Yufei didn’t want to exchange pleasantries.

He had delayed going to work and chatted here all morning, and it wasn’t just for the sake of complaining.

"Leader, I’m having a difficulty right now." Sie Yufei didn’t wait for the leader to react and went straight to the point, "Actually, leaders already know what Victory Team is like. For my safety and reputation, I want to transfer to a different production team."

"This..."

The leaders looked at each other in dismay.

It was okay for educated youth to join the battalion, but to transfer to a different production team?

This had never happened before.

Sie Yufei observed their expressions and said directly: "I know there is no precedent for this, but the situation in Victory Team is different. If I stay here, who knows if someday I’ll be dragged into the cornfield, I have to think about Miss Guan..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Now the leaders’ heads would ache at the mention of "Miss Guan".

Clearing his throat, the leading official said: "We should make an exception for special cases, and the current situation in Victory Team indeed isn’t suitable for assigning more educated youth... But where should we transfer you to..."

Sie Yufei: "I can go to Ten Miles Team too."

The leader gave him a disapproving look.

Ten Miles Team, that’s one of the richest teams in the commune, and the team leader and women’s director are notoriously protective of their own. These two have never said a bad word about the educated youth in front of the commune and the Educated Youth Office.

"You sure know how to choose a place!" The leader was amused by him.

Sie Yufei looked perfectly innocent and righteously said, "My sister is there, shouldn’t I, as her brother, take care of her?"

The leader was puzzled: "There are no educated youth with the surname Sie in Ten Miles Team."

"Ah, my sister’s name is Lin Nianhe."

"Your real sister?"

"No."

"Then your cousin?"

"Not that either."

"Then what kind of sister is she?"

"My sister!"

Leader: "..."

The leader’s headache was intense, as if a hornet’s nest had been stuffed into his head.

"Transferring to a production team isn’t something you can just decide on your own, the team also has to agree to take you," the leader pondered for a while and then said, "Here’s what we’ll do, pack your belongings and come with us, we will arrange it as soon as possible."

Sie Yufei had said so much today, it was definitely impossible to keep it a secret. Continuing to let him stay here could lead to trouble.

The leader thought that it would be best to take him back first and ask the various production teams if they were willing to take him; if not, they would assign him elsewhere.

This was the first time an educated youth requested to switch teams, and they couldn’t afford to cause resentment. If the issue escalated further up, they would all be in big trouble.

The leaders had already prepared themselves to work hard and negotiate with all the team leaders, but unexpectedly, just as Sie Yufei picked up his bundle and pitifully called "Uncle" to Li Dahe, Li Dahe actually nodded in agreement and let him go to Ten Miles Team!

Leaders: "..."

So all their preparations were for naught?