Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 295 - 294 Roll and Roll

Chapter 295: Chapter 294 Roll and Roll

Accountant Zhao had been spinning in Lin Nianhe’s mind for ages when Wang Shumei arrived.

"Nianhe, take a break, I’ll take over for you," Wang Shumei called to her from a meter away.

Lin Nianhe let out an "Ah" and mechanically waved her hand a few more times before stopping her inertia.

She straightened up, clutching her waist and looking bewilderedly at Wang Shumei.

Her usually bright eyes were now shrouded in fatigue and dust, revealing only confusion and weariness.

Wang Shumei rushed over to help her and said, "Go take a break, have some water. Sit down and husk some corn for a while, I’ll call you when I can’t continue."

"Ah, okay."

Lin Nianhe was stupefied, her mind a blank, nearly incapable of thought.

She staggered back, incessantly sighing in her heart.

She craved for a harvester, a threshing machine, and modernized farming!

And she also wanted... wanted to devour two big crabs...

Lin Nianhe had forgotten where she left her shoulder bag with the water bottle and asked Niuwa, "Niuwa, where is my water bottle?"

Niuwa didn’t point but ran to fetch the water bottle and handed it to her.

It was hot, and the water in the bottle had been heated by the sun, making it quite unpleasant to drink.

But Lin Nianhe could no longer care; she gulped down the water, drinking half the bottle before she felt somewhat alive again.

She walked back leaning on Niuwa’s little head, asking as they went, "Is everyone in our class okay? Nobody got hurt, right?"

"No, I’ve been watching them," Niuwa said like a little adult, "Sister Zheng Shan has been husking corn, and Xiao Jun is too young, so I just let him bring water for everyone to drink... Uh, I also brought water for Brother Su and Brother Feng."

"That’s great, thank you for your hard work," Lin Nianhe rubbed Niuwa’s head, feeling a bit relieved.

She added, "Take it easy, don’t overwork yourself. Be careful not to stunt your growth."

Niuwa paused, breaking free from Lin Nianhe’s hand for the first time.

Covering his head, he earnestly told Lin Nianhe, "Sister Hehe, then don’t pat my head anymore, I also want to grow very tall, as tall as Brother Su."

Lin Nianhe smiled, "Why grow so tall?"

"To help you work!"

Lin Nianhe’s heart was touched, and she responded, "If you want to grow tall, you need to eat more. There’s food in my bag, eat it if you’re hungry... Oh right, there’s candy in there, take it and share with Xiao Jun and the others."

Lin Nianhe really feared these little ones might suffer from heatstroke or low blood sugar; nowadays every household isn’t well-fed, and handling such heavy farm work, adults could endure but children might not.

She, as a teacher, was acting like a mother.

Niuwa replied and helped her to the area where they were husking corn, only leaving after he saw her sit down.

Cornstalks and leaves piled together; sitting on them felt a bit prickly, but it was much more comfortable than bending over to cut cornstalks.

Lin Nianhe stretched lazily, moved her numb arms, and felt like she could go on.

She glanced at the distant Su Yuncheng, her lips slightly curving.

Turning back, she nudged Zheng Shan with her elbow and said, "Shanshan, if you’re tired, take a break, don’t overdo it."

Zheng Shan bit her lip and forcefully husked a corn cob.

Hearing Lin Nianhe’s words, she looked up at her and nodded.

Zheng Shan’s responses to Lin Nianhe had increased lately, specifically—her nods became much more pronounced.

Lin Nianhe smiled at her and started to search for corn cobs in the cornstalks herself.

Initially, she stood and shuffled around, after a couple of repeats, she started crouching to move around, and then...

Lin Nianhe perfectly replicated Accountant Zhao’s ground-rolling technique.

Accountant Zhao couldn’t walk; Lin Nianhe couldn’t move.

Lin Nianhe felt like she had been husking corn for a century, and when she rose rolling on the ground, she checked the time.

Good, ten more minutes had passed.

She glanced sideways at Su Yuncheng, noticing he was much farther than before.

Lin Nianhe moaned, her body sagging, she collapsed back into the cornstalks.

Exhausted, let destruction come!

With her last bit of energy, Lin Nianhe said to Zheng Shan: "Shanshan, I’m going to rest for a bit. You should rest too if you’re tired."

The moment she finished speaking, all sounds around Lin Nianhe’s ears vanished.

The sky as the quilt and the ground as the bed, Lin Nianhe performed a one-second sleep for Zheng Shan.

Zheng Shan: "..."

Li Dahe, along with an official from the commune and a thin, sallow-looking girl, walked towards the fifth team’s assigned task location.

As they got closer, he saw Niuwa distributing colorful fruit candies to his classmates.

He asked, "Niuwa, what are you doing?"

Niuwa obediently called out "Uncle Team Leader" and then said, "Sister Hehe was worried that the classmates would faint, so she specifically got candies for me to distribute to everyone."

Li Dahe was instantly moved.

During this harvest season, the adults at home were all too busy working and had no time to care about what happened to their children, it was touching that this little bastard still remembered.

He asked, "Where is Teacher Xiao Lin?"

Niuwa turned around and saw Lin Nianhe lying on the ground.

He was stunned, but calmly told Li Dahe: "Sister Hehe fainted."

Li Dahe: "...!"

As Li Dahe was running around the corn stalks, Lin Nianhe had already been woken up by Zheng Shan.

She sat up, squinting, as if she saw the sun falling into the cornfield, constantly rushing towards her.

Instinctively, Lin Nianhe pulled Zheng Shan into her arms, thinking of running.

Fortunately, her vision cleared and she saw the true face of the "sun" —

Oh, it was Uncle Team Leader’s head.

Li Dahe ran over and checked Lin Nianhe, asking, "How are you? Can you still go on?"

Lin Nianhe’s eyes darted around, weakly replying, "I’m fine, Uncle Team Leader, I just fainted for a moment, it’s nothing serious."

Seeing her flushed face, Li Dahe breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up, and said, "Take a break if you’re tired."

Lin Nianhe responded, exchanged a look with Zheng Shan, and quickly resumed husking corn.

That was close. If Uncle Team Leader knew she had fallen asleep, he might have kicked her to the end of the cornfield.

Niuwa came over carrying three water bottles, one for Lin Nianhe, another for Zheng Shan, and the third he kept for himself.

Lin Nianhe sipped her water and saw Li Dahe leaving. She then saw two people standing by the field ridge and asked Niuwa: "Niuwa, what did Uncle Team Leader come for?"

Niuwa shook his head: "I don’t know."

Today, Lin Nianhe really wasn’t in the mood for gossip. She tightened the cap of the water bottle, intending to bring some water to Su Yuncheng as well.

As she stood up, Niuwa handed her the water bottle in his arms: "Sister Hehe, this is Brother Su’s water bottle."

Lin Nianhe felt that this little guy was getting too clever.

She took the water bottle and pinched Niuwa’s cheek in passing.

Su Yuncheng was extremely efficient at work, matching even the seasoned old-timers in the village. He had long outpaced Feng Wei, focusing solely on advancing through the cornfield.

"Brother Yuncheng."

Lin Nianhe, holding the water bottle, called out crisply from behind him.

Su Yuncheng immediately stopped his sickle, straightened up, and turned around. Seeing Lin Nianhe standing a meter away, he felt relieved.

Lin Nianhe walked up to him and unscrewed the water bottle, offering it to him: "Have some water."

"Okay."

Su Yuncheng’s mouth curved upward unconsciously. He took off his gloves and as he took the water bottle, he inadvertently remembered Niuwa’s reference to "brother-in-law," causing his ears to turn red again.

He quickly tilted his head back to drink, using this as a cover for his thoughts.

After he finished drinking, Lin Nianhe blinked and said, "Brother Yuncheng, thank you."

Su Yuncheng: "...?"

Thanking him while she brought him water?

Was this girl exhausted to the point of confusion?