Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 307 - 306: So You Are This Kind of Uncle Team Leader

Chapter 307: Chapter 306: So You Are This Kind of Uncle Team Leader

"Quick, I’ll start the fire, someone come and chop the ginger, we need to chop a lot since we’re boiling several pots."

"Xiangqin, change out of your wet clothes first, I’ll handle this."

"Get out of here, I’m tough, the fire’s warm and won’t make me cold."

"Brown sugar’s here, make way, make way."

"Ouch, Sister, can you sweep the water at the doorway? It’s too slippery, I twisted my ankle walking by, we don’t want anyone else falling..."

"Xiao Lan, grab all the thermoses, I’ll go borrow a few more."

"Sister Shumei, put on your raincoat!"

"Alright, alright, go back now, boil the soup until it’s concentrated, everyone drinks a bowl first, no one complain about the spiciness."

"Shumei, I’ll go too, you head east, I’ll go west."

The Educated Youth Corps busily carried on, several girls hadn’t stopped since they returned. In the front courtyard, two large iron pots were fired up, boiling brown sugar ginger water, filling both inside and outside with a sweet and spicy aroma.

Lin Nianhe added the brown sugar to the pot before she returned indoors, soaking for a while in a bath barrel to ward off the chill, then pre-emptively took a couple of cold pills.

It wasn’t that she was medicating recklessly, she just knew and judged her body accurately.

With today’s rain, it would be strange if she showed no signs of falling ill!

Taking advantage of the storm, she dried her hair roots with a hairdryer, leaving the tips slightly damp, to avoid suspicion.

Lin Nianhe pulled out a sweater to wear, along with some thick wool socks, and even stuck a heating pad on her abdomen.

Changing into rain boots, putting on a raincoat, and donning a hat, she then took her umbrella and her own two kettles out the door.

Wen Lan had already changed clothes and was busy in the kitchen; seeing her, she quickly dropped the knife and pulled her in.

"Hezi, how are you feeling? Any discomfort?" Wen Lan worriedly checked Lin Nianhe’s forehead temperature.

Lin Nianhe smelled the ginger on her hands and couldn’t help but scrunch her nose.

She had just shaken her head when Wen Qingqing came over with a large bowl of brown sugar ginger water, handing it to Lin Nianhe: "Drink!"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

I mean, drink this whole bowl, and I might as well be given insulin by the doctor right?

Lin Nianhe hurriedly said: "Sister Qingqing, this is too much, I can’t finish it, half, half is enough."

Wen Qingqing insisted strongly: "You are weak, drinking more won’t hurt!"

Lin Nianhe: "The only harm in drinking more is I might be overfilled."

Wen Qingqing: "..."

Ultimately, the three of them shared that bowl of brown sugar ginger water.

Even then, all three of them felt overfilled.

After drinking the brown sugar ginger water, they quickly warmed up.

"Let’s go, distribute the brown sugar water to everyone!"

"Those with umbrellas take them, those without grab a piece of plastic sheet, to prevent rain from falling into it as you pour."

Lin Nianhe said: "I’ll go to the warehouse."

"Eh? Why don’t you go to our team?" Everyone teased, making a scene.

Lin Nianhe tugging at her clothes said, "I’d rather not, if Brother Yuncheng sees me he’s sure to scold me, hey, remember not to mention it if you see him, I’ve already taken cold medicine and drunk the brown sugar water, I’m really fine now."

Wang Shumei thought for a moment and said, "It’s fine for you to go to the warehouse, just wait inside, when someone goes there to deliver corn, give them some to drink, and don’t go out into the wind."

"Okay!"

The road to the warehouse is long, but there is no need to pour water outside, so it also eliminates the need to use an umbrella.

Lin Nianhe, carrying two heavy hot water bottles in one hand, walks through the rain curtain with her head lowered, stepping deeply and shallowly.

They have divided up the tasks. Lin Nianhe goes to the warehouse and the village school, Wen Qingqing goes door to door to give brown sugar water to the children who have just returned, Wen Ruannuan, who sprained her ankle, stays behind to continue making soup, and the others go to various teams, each person responsible for one team.

Lin Nianhe first went to the village school, and upon entering, she saw not only Principal Wu and Niuwa but also Zheng Shan and Bai Xiaojun.

Principal Wu frowned upon seeing Lin Nianhe, "I’m not allowed to go out, why are you still running about? Is your health that much better than mine?"

Lin Nianhe shook off the rainwater at the door before saying, "I came to bring you brown sugar ginger water. I have already taken medicine and drunk the brown sugar water, and Sister Lan even checked my temperature, I’m fine."

She was a bit out of breath, put down a hot water bottle and said, "Principal, please look after the three of them for me. I still need to deliver water to the warehouse."

"Wait a moment!" Principal Wu called out to her.

He took out a thermometer, insisting on checking Lin Nianhe’s temperature.

Lin Nianhe, having no choice, held the thermometer, staring back and forth with the three little kids.

Bai Xiaojun was a bit scared, sitting listlessly on the kang, leaning on Niuwa’s shoulder, listening to his stories.

Zheng Shan, as usual, remained silent, just frowning slightly as she looked at Lin Nianhe.

Lin Nianhe asked her, "Shanshan, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Zheng Shan shook her head.

Principal Wu came in, holding a bowl of oily tea, "Don’t worry about them. When they came back, I cleaned and checked their temperatures. Besides, if there is anything wrong, I am here."

"I’m more worried about you getting sick," Lin Nianhe asked him, "Do you still have enough medicine?"

"Enough, don’t worry," Principal Wu, a bit anxious, first checked her forehead temperature, didn’t feel it hot, relaxed a little and pushed the bowl towards her, "Drink some oily tea first."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

I really can’t drink any more!

Lin Nianhe refused to drink, Principal Wu refused to let her go, and in the end, Lin Nianhe dramatically grabbed Principal Wu’s hand and pressed it against her stomach saying, "Touch it yourself, my stomach is so bloated, I can’t drink anymore or I’ll burst."

Principal Wu burst into laughter, finally letting her go.

Lin Nianhe took out the thermometer, a perfect 36.8 degrees.

Principal Wu, unsure if he could see clear enough, asked Niuwa to check several times before letting Lin Nianhe leave.

She stood by the door and couldn’t help shouting, "Nianhe, deliver the water and come back quickly. If you feel unwell, have someone come and tell me; they are busy, I’ll take you to the clinic."

"Okay! Principal, you should go back now!"

Lin Nianhe put down the hot water bottle and waved back at her.

In the warehouse, Li Da poured the wet corn cobs on the plastic cloth by the door.

Wiping his face and looking at the pale-faced Accountant Zhao, he said frowning, "Xiao Zhao, shall I take you back first? Your leg needs to be warmed on the kang for a while."

Accountant Zhao forced a smile, "It’s nothing, I’ve been used to the pain after all these years. I’ll stay here with Uncle, so you don’t have to worry about me."

After saying this, he waved his hand dismissively, "Go on with what you’re doing, I’ll take care of the accounts."

Seeing Accountant Zhao sweating profusely from pain, Li Da couldn’t help but curse, "It’s all because of that scoundrel Zhuang Shu! I heard he’s now in the cattle shed, after the autumn harvest is over, I’ll have Zhao Zhuangshi make a trip to Nine-miles Team and throw a couple of whips into his house to scare him!"

"Pfft..."

Lin Nianhe, carrying the hot water bottle, walked in just in time to hear Li Da’s bold words and couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Unexpected, very unexpected, so this is your true nature, Uncle Team Leader.