Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 334 - 333: Sie Yufei, Your Letter

Chapter 334: Chapter 333: Sie Yufei, Your Letter

"Ah? You came just in time, come with me to Nine-miles Team, Comrade Liu Neng just told me that the match factory has set our task goal at three and a half million boxes a month, I need to urgently find Old He."

"Hearing aids? For Shen Family’s younger sister? Two of them? You’ve also brought some for Yang Family’s little bastard? This, both of you this... okay, okay, let’s go together!"

Zhou Xu saw Li Dahe stop two swaying girls on the road, they exchanged a few words, then left together.

He couldn’t help but admire Lin Nianhe.

To be able to mingle just like a local who grew up here in just a few months, that’s no ordinary feat.

Thinking of Sister Lin, then thinking of Brother Cheng, Zhou Xu felt that the courtyard that could raise such people must be extraordinary.

He was reflecting on this when suddenly a cheap-sounding male voice startled him: "Guy, got any mail for me?"

Zhou Xu jumped, turning his head and saw Sie Yufei grinning foolishly at him.

Zhou Xu had a knack for recognizing people; he immediately recognized Sie Yufei and said, "Comrade Sie Yufei, right? There’s no mail for you."

"Ah?"

Sie Yufei’s eyes dimmed, and his smile could no longer be maintained.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Xu could only say: "Anxious? If I get any mail for you, I’ll deliver it right away."

Sie Yufei became happy, genuinely inviting: "Thanks, man. I see I’ve troubled you... how about you take some corn as a token? I shucked it myself!"

Zhou Xu: "..."

A courtyard full of all sorts.

The leader of the fifth small team was amused and annoyed: "Sie Yufei! Are you using the collective’s goods as a gift?"

Sie Yufei gave an "Ah" sound, smiling cheekily: "Look at you getting all worked up, I just don’t have anything handy right now, can’t I make up for it later with a couple more handfuls?"

"That’s different, if everyone was like you..."

"What’s the difference? It’s all corn. If you really have to make a different case, then deduct a couple of handfuls from my share when we divide the grains."

"You little rascal..."

While listening to their banter, Zhou Xu tugged at the corner of his mouth, planning to leave.

Before leaving, he habitually organized the letters in his bag, then noticed an envelope crumpled at the bottom.

The envelope was creased, probably accidentally folded to the bottom while sorting the mail.

Zhou Xu randomly pulled it out, looked at it, and laughed.

"Sie Yufei, your letter."

...

Nine-miles Team, the He family.

He Aimin’s eyes sparkled, staring fixedly at Li Dahe: "Brother Old Li, are you serious? You’re not fooling me? This good job is really being shared half with me?"

Li Dahe sucked on his cigarette with an ’you’re making a big deal out of nothing’ expression and calmly replied: "Would I use such a big issue to trick you? The comrades from the factory have already arrived, you better hurry up with the work in the fields, and in a couple of days, I’ll bring two comrades over to teach you guys how to handle it."

"Ah, ah!" He Aimin was still a bit slow to react, only obediently listening to Li Dahe’s arrangements, unable to say anything else.

Li Dahe eyeing him, said: "Ugly words up front, this job was only obtained through the enormous efforts of Miss Lin and the other two, if you guys cut corners and slack off, not only will there be no more work in the future, but you’ll also have to compensate the match factory for the losses, Old He, you better keep a tight watch, don’t mess this up."

If the team leader of Nine-miles Team was still Wang Wei, Li Dahe wouldn’t have bothered working with them even if it killed him.

But now, Nine-miles Team is different than before, with He Aimin monitoring production, he was very reassured.

He Aimin instinctively responded: "Brother Old Li, rest assured, even if I don’t sleep, I’ll keep a close watch on this job, I guarantee there’ll be no problems!"

His mind was still foggy, the words he spoke were driven by instinct.

Such words were more genuine and more reassuring.

Only after He Aimin snapped back to his senses did Li Dahe point to Lin Nianhe and Wen Qingqing: "Old He, there’s another thing, Shen Family’s younger sister and Yumin that little bastard have both gone deaf. These two girls found connections and got two hearing aids, have their families come over too."

He Aimin: "...!"

It’s a good thing He Aimin is physically strong, or else he’d be frightened silly by one piece of good news after another.

His mouth opened wide, his eyes reddening.

After twitching his lips for a long time, he finally said softly, "Girl, one of those things costs two hundred, how could their two families afford them..."

He Aimin clearly remembered the price of the hearing aids, having dreamt about the figure two hundred for a long time.

Lin Nianhe smiled and said, "Uncle He, it originally seemed impossible, but now there’s work from the match factory, and by doing odd jobs, they could save up in a year and a half."

He Aimin was stunned.

He stared at Lin Nianhe, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

How could he feel that the work at the match factory was somehow slightly connected to those two families?

He would never know that this matter was related to a bowl of water and two eggs.

The first thing He Aimin did when he came back to his senses was to call for He Jianjun: "Jianjun! Jianjun! Go quickly, call over Cailan’s mother and Yang Daniu’s couple... bring Yumin along too!"

Not long after, five more people appeared in the He family’s courtyard.

Shen Cailan was worried about her mother and came along.

Upon seeing Lin Nianhe, Shen Cailan brightened and obediently called out, "Teacher Lin."

The husband and wife, Yang Daniu opened their mouths and forced a smile, though it was an ugly one.

They couldn’t help but remember the burdensome two hundred yuan every time they saw Lin Nianhe, they couldn’t really smile.

Yang Yumin hid behind Yang Daniu, his big clear eyes blinking, not daring to come out.

He seldom left his home; the outside world was too strange and frightening for him.

He Aimin, with his heart pounding wildly, stepped forward and cleared his throat before saying, "Two things... forget it, Miss Lin, why don’t you help them with the devices first?"

"Oh, okay." Lin Nianhe nodded to Wen Qingqing, signaling her to go ahead.

Wen Qingqing replied, and under the curious or expectant eyes of everyone, approached Cailan’s mother first.

Cailan’s mother didn’t know what was happening and felt a bit panicked, subconsciously gripping her daughter’s hand and stepping back.

"Cailan, don’t let Auntie hide, it’s something good," Lin Nianhe said to Shen Cailan.

Shen Cailan didn’t know what the good thing was, but she trusted Lin Nianhe.

The little girl pulled her mother’s hand, slowly writing words in her palm.

Cailan’s mother understood her daughter’s intentions, stopped hiding, and nervously watched Wen Qingqing fiddle with a small metal box, swallowing her saliva.

Wen Qingqing didn’t keep Cailan’s mother waiting for long, quickly got the hearing aids ready, and put them on for her.

The sound of wind, water, rustling leaves, distant laughter, countless sounds poured into Cailan’s mother’s ears.

And her daughter’s familiar, urgent voice:

"Mom, Mom? What’s wrong?"

It was the long-lost world of sound.

Cailan’s mother slowly lowered her head, seeing Xiao Cailan’s worried eyes writing words in her palm, and tears suddenly fell.

She looked at the top of her daughter’s head, her voice hoarse, "Cailan, mom is fine..."

Shen Cailan’s fingers stiffened.

She hadn’t finished writing yet.

The little girl, still confused, then heard her mother tremblingly say:

"Cailan, Mom... Mom can hear now..."