Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 356 - 355 That Series of "Brother-in-law" Calls

Chapter 356: Chapter 355 That Series of "Brother-in-law" Calls

Lin Nianhe’s letter wasn’t filled with nonsense. Apart from assuring Guan Manling that Sie Yufei was fine, the rest was just a request for her to help and take care of Sun Yafei within reasonable bounds.

She didn’t spell out Sun Yafei’s background; that sensitive issue was best left for her to decide whether or not to share with others.

After reading the letter, Guan Manling had a clear understanding.

She closed the letter with a smile and patted Sun Yafei on the shoulder, saying, "Nianhe is my fellow villager, and she’s asked me to look after you."

Sun Yafei was startled, her eyes reddened again.

Suddenly, she felt that all the hardships she had endured might have been for the purpose of meeting her, meeting them, meeting the purest kindness and beauty in the world.

"Don’t cry," Guan Manling said in a sisterly manner as she pulled her over, "Here, we’re all family. There’s still hot water in the pot. Soak your feet, then get some early rest. We need to wake up early tomorrow."

That night, Sun Yafei slept on the communal bed, the fragrance of the soapberry from the bedding lingering in her nostrils.

It was the scent of Aunt Wang’s soapberries.

She had a dream in which she was back at the Ten Miles Team.

...

In a flash, seven days passed, and it was time to deliver the grain.

That day, the village’s ox carts, hand carts, and wooden carts were all in action, carrying bags of corn to the commune.

The sky was clear, and the sun was just right.

A long line of carts and people formed on the rural road, all headed to deliver grain.

The production team didn’t have that many carts; the young lads either carried or shouldered the grain bags, hurriedly walking past to deliver their sacks to Uncle Guan at the front, then quickly turning back.

In the middle of the procession, Lin Nianhe pulled at the front, while Wang Shumei pushed from behind, both of them struggling with a hand cart, their faces flushed red, neither wanting to speak.

Beside them, Wen Lan passed by with her hand cart.

She still had the leisure to glance at them dismissively and purse her lips, clicking her tongue and dropping the remark: "silly girls."

Lin Nianhe said nothing.

Wang Shumei stayed silent.

Both feared that opening their mouths would sap their strength and leave them unable to move.

Wen Lan stopped and tore a hemp rope from her cart: "Come over, help me tie this up. I’ll pull, and you two push."

Lin Nianhe, holding her breath and gritting her teeth, shook her head: "Forget it, just go."

Wen Lan frowned, skeptical: "Can you two handle it?"

"We can, we’re almost there," Wang Shumei forced out through gritted teeth.

Wen Lan looked back at the village gate’s big tree, only about thirty meters away from them, and fell silent.

After a moment’s thought, she didn’t insist, and quickened her pace with her cart.

It was better to hurry and deliver her cart, and then she could come back and deal with these two pieces of scrap metal!

With Wen Lan gone, Aunt Li took up the baton of encouragement, saying to Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei, "Girls, hold on, you can’t stop—stopping will make it even harder."

"Mhmm!"

Aunt Li continued, "Once we finish this today, we’ll distribute the grain, and you can rest. Push a bit more; after today, the work will be done!"

"Mhmm!"

With the thought of a long holiday after enduring today, Wang Shumei’s despair was revived with fresh blood.

Then she heard Lin Nianhe’s faint voice from ahead, "But we still have classes to attend."

Wang Shumei: "..."

Is constant work scary? No, that’s not scary, because everyone is the same.

The horror is when others are on vacation, but you still have to work!

Just when Wang Shumei was in total despair, thinking of kicking Lin Nianhe into a ditch, a man hurried over on the road, carrying four sacks of grain.

"Teacher Lin, you guys take a break, I’ll do it!"

The man was Yang Daniu.

He didn’t say much, just placed the grain sacks from his carrying pole onto the handcart, then shooed Wang Shumei aside and started pushing the cart with gritted teeth.

"Ah? This..." Lin Nianhe was stunned for a long time, then quickly caught up and said, "Brother Yang, please go on with your work, we can do it ourselves."

Yang Daniu smirked with a simple smile: "No worries, I got this. Just follow me. After delivery, we still need to wait in line for the grain inspection. When the time comes, you guys wait and I’ll have to head back."

For Yang Daniu, Lin Nianhe was their family’s benefactor.

He didn’t have much to offer in return, besides promptly repaying his debt, it was only his physical strength.

Fearing he might delay things, Yang Daniu exerted great effort, moving so swiftly that he soon passed Wen Lan.

Wen Lan watched the cart whiz past her, then at the two familiar silly girls trotting behind it, and after a long pause, she looked down at her arms and sighed, "I’m just not cut out for this."

After delivering Lin Nianhe’s and the other person’s pushcart, Yang Daniu jogged back, pushing the Wen family’s sisters’ cart as well. After finishing the work, he grinned and took out his carrying pole, saying, "My wife told me to tell you, after the autumn harvest is over, you guys should rest. I’ll take care of the firewood for you."

Lin Nianhe quickly responded, "Brother Yang, please don’t trouble yourself, we Educated Youth Corps deal with our firewood together. Just take care of your family and don’t worry about us."

Wen Qingqing also chimed in to persuade him, "That’s right, we all have our assigned tasks, you don’t need to do this."

But Yang Daniu just kept on grinning, scratching his head, saying nothing.

Wang Shumei passed him a bottle of soda, smiling, "Thank you for your hard work, have some water."

Yang Daniu immediately stepped back, waving his hands while declining, "No need, no need, then you guys just wait here, I’m heading back."

With that, he turned and ran, even faster than before.

The girls felt somewhat helpless.

They had guessed that Yang Daniu wouldn’t take the soda, originally planning to use the child as an excuse, but he didn’t even give them a chance to speak!

Wang Shumei handed the soda bottle to Lin Nianhe, "Here, you take it back."

Lin Nianhe felt indifferent about the soda at that moment, shaking his head, "I won’t drink it, it’s too sweet."

"Don’t Niuwa and your kids want some?"

"Oh, you guys wait, I’ll go buy a few more bottles."

"Good grief..."

Looking at Lin Nianhe’s retreating figure, Wang Shumei couldn’t help asking the Wen family’s sisters, "Has Nianhe never had a younger brother before?"

She’d been wanting to ask this for a long time.

Wen Ruannuan, who loved to gossip, rested her chin on her hand, her big eyes spinning, "Right, you didn’t mention it, but I didn’t notice. Nianhe is really good to Niuwa, so good that it’s absurd—I suspect Brother Su must have often been jealous."

After mulling it over, Wang Shumei pursed her lips, "That’s not necessarily true, Niuwa is quite clever."

No sooner had she spoken than she heard Niuwa’s familiar voice:

"Brother-in-law, do you want some water?"

"Brother-in-law, you’re amazing."

"Brother-in-law, where do you think Sister Hehe is, she couldn’t have walked that fast, right?"

All three girls turned their heads simultaneously and saw Su Yuncheng, seemingly lost in the succession of "brother-in-law," and Niuwa prancing about at his side.

Wen Qingqing was flabbergasted, "It’s my first time seeing Brother Su smile at someone so... kindly."

Wen Ruannuan swallowed hard, "Didn’t the platoon leader say this morning that children under fourteen shouldn’t leave the village today? Why did he bring Niuwa out?"

Wang Shumei exclaimed sincerely, "The hero is indeed a youth."