Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 298 - 297: She’s Not That Unscrupulous Person

Chapter 298: Chapter 297: She’s Not That Unscrupulous Person

Lin Nianhe’s hands were in an okay condition; they were at the level where if she went to the hospital for bandaging, the doctor would kick her out.

But the problem was that her hands ended up like this after just two hours of farm work, and by the end of the day, blisters would definitely form.

Lin Nianhe felt sorry for her little paws.

Using the excuse of going to the bathroom, she found a secluded spot and took out two solid-color silk scarves from her space. She carefully wrapped her palms with them before putting the work gloves back on.

She also reapplied some sunscreen and dawdled for quite a while, figuring the time was about right before returning to the cornfield.

When she came back, everyone was just getting ready to start working again. There was about half of the menthol ointment left, which Sie Yufei stubbornly applied to his hands under Su Yuncheng’s annoyed gaze.

Teased by the female comrades, he vigorously defended himself, "I’m not doing this for myself, I’m afraid Miss Guan would feel heartbroken!"

Lin Nianhe, unfortunately, heard that comment.

Wen Ruannuan, who saw Lin Nianhe return, curiously asked, "Little Fourth Sie, when did you start dating? How come Nianhe never mentioned it before?"

Lin Nianhe came over to get a sickle and replied helplessly, "What are you talking about? Can I really tell you that the young master of the Sie family is unrequitedly in love? Would I be that unkind?"

Wen Ruannuan intonated a drawn-out "Oh," her eyes full of mockery as she looked at Sie Yufei.

My goodness, she had thought the two of them had already committed to each other for life, but it turned out Sie Yufei dove in headfirst all by himself.

Sie Yufei stiffened his neck to argue, "You outsiders don’t understand, Miss Guan is different from you several crazy girls, she is gentle and demure, lively and mischievous, just like a koi in Beihai..."

Lin Nianhe interrupted, "So, that triggered your occupational compulsion to catch fish?"

Sie Yufei looked as though his throat had been choked, letting out a "gah" before becoming silent.

Lin Nianhe didn’t bother to speak any further with him but instead took Zheng Shan’s small hand and called the students to continue picking corn.

As she picked the corn, she occasionally glanced in the direction of the capitalist’s daughter.

Her sickle had been confiscated by Principal Wu and, after being at a loss for a moment, she also began picking corn.

She didn’t mingle with the others and even intentionally kept to the side, not knowing how to work and afraid to ask, she just gritted her teeth and worked hard.

Lin Nianhe sighed inwardly.

The tears of the era.

After about half an hour, Principal Wu returned, bringing the sickle.

Lin Nianhe immediately stood up and walked towards them.

"Principal, you must be tired after all that work, let me teach her," said Lin Nianhe.

Principal Wu: "You?"

Seeing the doubt in her eyes, Lin Nianhe felt speechless.

She really knew how to use a sickle, she really did!

To prove she wasn’t there to cause trouble, Lin Nianhe swung the sickle and with a few clean cuts, chopped down two corn stalks.

She looked at the neat cuts, satisfied, and with the sickle in tow, she turned around, showing off to Principal Wu with a smirk.

Principal Wu was quite surprised and nodded in approval, "I didn’t expect that you actually handle a sickle quite well."

Lin Nianhe thought to herself that she played quite well with anything related to knives.

But she couldn’t say this, she could only respond, "It sounds like I’m awful at other work, if you’re not reassured, Principal, why don’t you sit by the ridges and I’ll teach her."

Principal Wu looked at the girl who seemed like a little quail nearby, then at Lin Nianhe, and said: "I don’t need to rest, go ahead and teach, I’ll watch from here."

She wasn’t afraid of anything at her age, but Lin Nianhe was still young.

Knowing that Principal Wu didn’t want to leave the two alone, Lin Nianhe didn’t insist and started teaching her how to use the sickle.

Principal Wu followed them, occasionally interjecting, "Miss, what’s your name?"

"Sun... Sun Yafei."

"How old are you?"

"Sixteen."

"Where are you from?"

"Shanghai."

"Hope you don’t mind me asking, but was your father a national capitalist or a comprador capitalist?"

Principal Wu asked the most critical question in the most casual tone.

Sun Yafei was working so dazedly that she responded without thinking, "My dad was a national capitalist."

Principal Wu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

She said, "I know a bit about these things. National capitalists generally don’t need to be sent down to the countryside. What about your family?"

Sun Yafei’s shoulders shook twice, then she suddenly fell silent.

Lin Nianhe saw her eyes turn red, and tears fell onto the dark soil.

Just then, Wang Lele ran over with her short legs, threw herself into Principal Wu’s arms, and said in a whiny voice, "Principal Auntie, my mom is looking for you."

"Oh my," Principal Wu, holding her with a smile that crinkled her eyes, wiped the sweat beads off Wang Lele’s forehead, and asked, "Where’s your mom?"

"At the brigade’s office." Wang Lele snuggled closer to Principal Wu’s chest.

"Alright, I’ll head over there now." Principal Wu patted her little head and asked, "Did Lele go to work today?"

Wang Lele nodded vigorously, her eyes bright, "I helped Brother Niuwa move corn and also brought water to everyone... The brigade leader said I could get one point for my work!"

"Really? Our Lele is so impressive." Principal Wu told her, "Go on, keep it up."

"Okay!"

Principal Wu stood up and waved at Lin Nianhe.

Lin Nianhe ran over, imitating Wang Lele, and threw herself into her arms, teasingly asking, "Principal Mom, what’s up?"

Principal Wu: "..."

She almost got knocked over.

She lightly patted Lin Nianhe’s back and whispered in her ear, "I think Sun Yafei hasn’t eaten for a while. Find a chance to take her to eat something later. Don’t be afraid, being a national capitalist is not such a big crime. Her family must have offended someone locally. If someone finds out and asks you about it later, just say I asked you to do it, you don’t know anything."

Lin Nianhe stood up straight and made a face at Principal Wu, "I’m not afraid at all, I’m never afraid of bad people."

"Not afraid of bad people, what are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of good people," Lin Nianhe said with a smile, looking at her, "You see, I usually listen to you so well."

Principal Wu: "..."

She was most afraid of Lin Nianhe’s suddenly sweet talk.

Always felt she was up to something.

Principal Wu quickly changed the subject: "Hongzi is probably looking for me to talk about her issues. You two go and come back quickly."

"Got it, got it." Lin Nianhe helped her onto the ridge and then waved, "Principal, take it slow."

"Will do."

Watching Principal Wu walk away, Lin Nianhe turned back to Sun Yafei, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Come with me for a sec."

Sun Yafei looked at her, full of confusion, and didn’t dare to move.

Lin Nianhe simply reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into the cornfield.

Listening to the rustling of corn leaves by her ears, Lin Nianhe felt a bit helpless.

It was her first time sneaking into a cornfield with someone, and it was a young girl at that.

As she was lost in thought, she pushed aside a corn leaf and suddenly a tall figure appeared in front of her.

Lin Nianhe’s hand was quicker than her mind; she raised the sickle to chop down.

Her wrist was caught by a large hand, and she also recognized the person who had suddenly appeared.

"Brother Yuncheng, you scared me to death!"