Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 313 - 312: Stepping on a Sewing Machine to Support You

Chapter 313: Chapter 312: Stepping on a Sewing Machine to Support You

Zhang Changjiang left, carrying a friendly glow.

Lin Nianhe only spoke after they had walked away: "You two can come out now."

Wen Lan jumped out from behind the wall, holding a shovel. She stared eagerly in the direction Zhang Changjiang had left and asked, "Hezi, should I chase after them now and knock them into the ditch?"

Wang Shumei grabbed her restless little hand and asked Lin Nianhe, frowning, "What’s going on? Who are they?"

They had not dared to get too close just now and only heard the man say "not suitable" several times, without knowing what exactly was unsuitable.

"It’s a bit hard to judge this person..."

Lin Nianhe looked at the money in her hand, "He might be scattering wealth."

She remembered the emphasis Zhang Changjiang made and added, "Or maybe he’s considering suicide."

Wang Shumei: "...?"

Wen Lan: "...!"

Wen Lan’s eyes widened in shock as she gazed at the money in Lin Nianhe’s hand and exclaimed, "Is he trying to buy you? You... with your skinny arms and legs, you aren’t worth this much! Not to mention you, even all the pigs in the village together aren’t worth this much!"

Lin Nianhe: "...?"

Wang Shumei: "..."

Wen Lan threw down the shovel, grabbed Lin Nianhe’s shoulders, and shook them hard: "Hezi, don’t mess around! If you’re short on money, just tell me, and I’ll make a couple more clothes!"

Lin Nianhe felt dizzy from being shaken and it took her a while to realize—the sister is willing to work the sewing machine to support her!

She couldn’t help but laugh and hugged Wen Lan’s neck, throwing herself into her embrace, "Sister Lan, I didn’t expect you to like me this much."

Wen Lan was suddenly hugged and panicked. She flailed her arms, her eyes widened, "When did I say I liked you? I’m just afraid that you, silly melon, might mess yourself up."

As for such heart-stabbing comments, Lin Nianhe always advocated not to believe in rumors and not to spread them, in one ear and out the other.

She giggled and clung to Wen Lan’s neck without letting go.

Wang Shumei watched their playful interaction, her lips involuntarily curving upwards.

They were laughing and playing when suddenly, Wang Shumei cleared her throat and stared straight at the space behind Lin Nianhe.

The sound of the rain was too loud, masking the footsteps of someone approaching.

Seeing Wang Shumei’s look, Lin Nianhe immediately understood who was coming. She furrowed her brows, feeling the money in her hand especially heavy.

She could stash it away in a space, but witnessing such a scene might drive Wang Shumei insane.

She held on to Wen Lan, her mind racing.

The ones who could come to find them at this time were none other than Li Dahe and Su Yuncheng.

No matter which one it was, she couldn’t let them see the money.

Wang Shumei suddenly stepped forward, her hand on Wen Lan’s back, smiling, "Stop fooling around, Comrade Su is here to find you."

As she spoke, her hand quietly took the money from Lin Nianhe’s hand.

Using Wen Lan’s body as a shield, Wang Shumei quickly turned her hand back, hiding the money behind her.

Only then did Lin Nianhe act as if she just knew someone was coming, laughing as she let go of Wen Lan and turned to face the slowly approaching Su Yuncheng.

Su Yuncheng wasn’t alone; Feng Wei was also there.

Feng Wei stood beside two bicycles, with a big bundle tied to the rear seat of one.

Lin Nianhe greeted them with a beaming smile, standing before Su Yuncheng and asking, "Are you here to see me? A student’s parent just came by."

"Um, it’s good that everything is fine," Su Yuncheng nodded, then asked her, "Are you sick?"

"No," Lin Nianhe shook her head, her cheeks flushed, "Let’s go, it’s time to get to work."

"You go ahead," Su Yuncheng said, "The office just called us back for a bit, there’s something."

Lin Nianhe frowned slightly, "But you just finished the autumn harvest, and haven’t had a proper rest yet."

"I’m fine, not tired." Su Yuncheng saw that her complexion was rosy, so he felt reassured. He said, "If you feel unwell, call me immediately, and I’ll take you to the clinic."

This autumn harvest allowed Su Yuncheng to understand Lin Nianhe even better.

She just sounds delicate, but in reality, she’s stronger than anyone.

He truly feared that she would hide her condition from the villagers for fear of troubling them.

"Okay, I understand," Lin Nianhe said cheerfully. "I will take good care of myself; don’t be distracted by worrying about me."

Su Yuncheng’s job is one where he can’t afford to be distracted. Others might find joy in slacking off, but for him, it could be life-threatening.

Su Yuncheng nodded earnestly, showing that he took her words to heart.

He then turned to Wang Shumei and Wen Lan, politely saying, "Thank you for taking care of her. Next time we’re in town, I’ll treat you to a meal."

"Sure," Wang Shumei agreed immediately, then said to Lin Nianhe, "Nianhe, why don’t you walk Comrade Su out? I’ll talk to Uncle Team Leader for you."

Lin Nianhe caught the hint and readily walked up to Su Yuncheng’s side, "Let’s go; I’ll walk you to the village entrance."

Su Yuncheng didn’t think much of it, said goodbye to Wang Shumei and Wen Lan, and walked towards the main road with Lin Nianhe.

Feng Wei cycled ahead while Su Yuncheng walked beside Lin Nianhe, pushing his bike.

Lin Nianhe, afraid he would notice something, discreetly clutched his sleeve.

Su Yuncheng paused slightly and looked at her, "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing, just feeling like I’m burdening you," Lin Nianhe said with a guilty look, "If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have to do so much farm work."

Hearing this, Su Yuncheng cleared his throat and solemnly said, "Helping with the harvest is the right thing to do; I’ve been quite free lately, just idling around at the office."

Lin Nianhe pursed her lips in a smile, as if questioning: Do you think I believe you?

Su Yuncheng coughed slightly, changing the subject. "After the harvest, just rest well. Don’t go up the mountain to collect firewood. I’ll bring some coal for you."

Lin Nianhe, not wanting him to lecture her and delay his return, nodded quickly, "Okay, I won’t go."

Seeing her so cooperative, Su Yuncheng’s mouth curved into a smile.

He pointed towards the road ahead and said, "No need to walk me further, go back."

"Mhm, take care on the road." Lin Nianhe waved at him, standing still.

Su Yuncheng mounted his bike, pedaled once, but then stopped again, "After the harvest, you should have a few days off. If you want to go to the provincial city, I can accompany you."

Lin Nianhe pondered for a moment and replied, "I’m not sure what the village school plans yet. If the school also takes a break, then let’s go."

"Okay."

Su Yuncheng once again successfully made plans with Lin Nianhe and left contentedly.

Lin Nianhe watched him catch up to Feng Wei before turning towards the warehouse.

On her way, she frowned slightly, recalling her conversation with Zhang Changjiang.

She really needed to visit the provincial city, but waiting until the end of the harvest would be too late.

She wondered if Uncle Team Leader would allow her to go...

Regardless of what Li Da thought, today was not the right time to discuss it.

Another day of harvesting in the rain, the afternoon rain briefly paused for an hour, but it was this crucial hour that allowed the corn harvesting to finish tonight.

In front of the grain drying yard by the warehouse door, Li Da, with a hoarse voice, announced, "The emergency harvest ends here. Everyone take a break tomorrow, the day after, we start husking the corn!"

Hearing they could rest for a day, the utterly exhausted people cheered faintly.

"However, someone has to watch over the wet corn to turn it for airing. Tonight, Laoer and I with a few boys from our families will keep watch. Starting tomorrow morning, we’ll switch every half-day, in order of our teams, six people at a time, until all the corn is dry."

After Li Da finished speaking, he took a deep breath and then waved his hand, "Alright, disperse."

People supported each other, slowly shuffling home, not willing to say much.

But the corners of their mouths were slightly raised.

After all, the grain was safely harvested!