Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 349 - 348: Very Observant

Chapter 349: Chapter 348: Very Observant

Wang Hong’s central idea in teaching Lin Nianhe was to let her not live too tiredly, not to shoulder everything herself, to ask for help when needed, and to seek others when necessary.

She actually couldn’t quite understand it; given Lin Nianhe’s family background and the pampering from her parents, how could she possibly develop such a character?

Of course, she would not know that for a long time, Lin Nianhe could only trust herself. She had already grown accustomed to battling alone; it wasn’t apparent usually, but faced with some major issues, she would still subconsciously refuse to ask for help.

Lin Nianhe was very tired today, feeling that the day was longer than a week.

Yet the words of Uncle Team Leader and Aunt Wang kept echoing in her ear, these two people who were not good at articulating, had used the warmest words to pry open a tightly locked door in her heart.

Lin Nianhe, holding Niuwa, and Wang Hong, holding Zheng Shan, left the Educated Youth Corps, planning to send the two kids home first.

Lin Nianhe also took two bottles of wine, planning to deliver them to Accountant Zhao’s house on the way.

On the road, they ran into Su Yuncheng and Feng Wei.

"Director Wang!"

Feng Wei cheerfully greeted Wang Hong.

"Hey," Wang Hong nodded, "are you all settled down?"

"Yeah, just went to see the old house, thinking about how to fix it up," replied Feng Wei.

Su Yuncheng then approached Lin Nianhe, taking the bag she was carrying and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Shanshan is staying at Aunt Wang’s house tonight, I’m helping her pack up things, and you can take these two bottles of wine to Uncle Zhao," Lin Nianhe replied, "I’m too tired today, I won’t go over tonight."

"Okay, I’ll talk to Uncle Zhao."

Su Yuncheng carried the wine walking by her side, spotting Niuwa, he couldn’t help but recall Feng Wei’s loud voice saying "your little uncle has been kidnapped", and his ears began to turn red.

Wang Hong glanced sidelong at the two of them, rolled her eyes in her mind, then sped up a few steps, saying to Feng Wei: "You mean the house on the west end of the village? It’s going to take some effort to clean that place up and move in, tell me what the situation is there now."

Feng Wei, very astute, followed Wang Hong a few paces away from Su Yuncheng and them, and began to report the current state of the small courtyard.

Niuwa’s eyes wandered, he let go of Lin Nianhe’s hand, smilingly said: "Sister Hehe, I am going to find Xiao Jun."

"Hey, you..." Lin Nianhe wanted to stop him, but the little guy had run off in a flash.

Su Yuncheng comforted her, "It’s alright, work is over now, there are many people in the village."

Lin Nianhe watched Niuwa’s receding figure, muttering softly: "This kid is almost too clever."

Su Yuncheng’s ears reddened even more.

They didn’t say anything else; the distance between the two was half a meter, if not for their flushed faces, anyone else might have thought they were just passersby coincidentally walking together.

They first went to Uncle Guan’s house to pack up Zheng Shan’s bedding and a few clothes, with Feng Wei there, there was no need for anyone else to strain lifting things, he carried one large bag in each hand, briskly following Wang Hong to Wang Hong’s house.

By this time, work had ended, and smoke billowed from the chimneys of every household, carrying the enticing aroma of food.

In Wang Hong’s house, the fire was already lit, with Wang Huanhuan cooking, the young girl was not very old but very efficient, managing both the fire and the cooking effortlessly.

When they arrived, Sun Yafei had just come back carrying water; she could now steadily carry the shoulder pole, but with her limited strength, she only filled the buckets a little more than half.

Sun Yafei initially wanted to help cook when she arrived at Wang Hong’s house. She made a dish, but no one except herself found it tasty. Since then, she never entered the kitchen again, instead taking on tasks like fetching water and chopping firewood.

Sun Yafei carried a water bucket and poured the water into the tank, her face turning red from exertion.

After she poured both buckets of water, she finally relaxed and smiled at Lin Nianhe.

Lin Nianhe walked over and asked her, "How have you been lately? Are you getting used to it here?"

Sun Yafei nodded repeatedly, her voice soft and mushy: "Yes, I’m all good, thank you all."

Sun Yafei was quite miserable, not just because of her family’s domestic troubles, but also because she arrived here just in time for the autumn harvest. According to Yu Xiangqin, her hands have never been well; her blisters burst and her skin was abraded repeatedly, and they just couldn’t heal properly.

She was inexperienced in labor but willing to learn and worked hard. Besides working in the fields, she also did a lot around Wang Hong’s house. In the early days, every evening, Wang Hong had to literally kick her into the house before she would rest.

She said she had a difficult upbringing and received a lot of care from the villagers, so she needed to perform well, not let everyone down, nor cause any more trouble for everyone.

She said she wanted to try, to try and stay at Ten Miles Team with the status of an Educated Youth with dignity.

No one ever heard her cry; they only saw her gritting her teeth and working hard.

Wang Hong looked at her hands, tormented and bloodied by the rope, and expertly kicked her back: "Go rest; husking corn is hard on the hands. Why does it always have to be you?"

Lin Nianhe also saw Sun Yafei’s scar-laden hands, she frowned and asked Wang Hong, "Aunt Wang, do you still have the ointment I left for Daxi before?"

"That was all given to her long ago," Wang Hong pointed with her chin towards the room where Sun Yafei was staying, "But the way she strains herself, her hands won’t heal anytime soon."

Lin Nianhe tugged at Wang Hong’s hand and lightly laughed, "She just wants to stay, doesn’t she? If it weren’t out of necessity, which young girl would want to put herself through such agony? Look at her, she has only been in the countryside for a few days, and she is already tanned."

Wang Hong turned with interest towards her.

She reached out and pinched Lin Nianhe’s cheek, puzzled, "Speaking of which, you’ve been in the countryside for over five months now, how come you haven’t tanned at all?"

Lin Nianhe blinked innocently, "Really? I haven’t tanned?"

Wang Hong nodded affirmatively: "No."

Lin Nianhe thought to herself, her fair skin was maintained by technology, by countless skin whitening products and sunscreen that kept her complexion protected.

But she definitely couldn’t say that. She giggled, revealing two small canines: "Maybe it’s natural beauty, even the sun can’t do anything about it... sigh, speaking of which, it’s really bothersome, if I go back home this white and tender, my dad will definitely think I’ve been lazy doing work!"

Wang Hong: "..."

How could she be so smug that it makes one want to smack her with a shovel?

Wang Hong glanced at the corner of the wall, and then remembered that her shovel had long been given to Principal Wu.

With a light sigh in her heart, Wang Hong decided she should get the shovel back tomorrow, otherwise, she should just take back the one Principal Wu has, since he doesn’t use it anyway.

Lin Nianhe caught Wang Hong’s look and decisively took a step back, the agility of her movement, who knows how she developed that.

Well, it wasn’t because people always wanted to beat her up.

Or maybe it was.

She wouldn’t admit it!