Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 358 - 357 Sister Hehe Gets Hit

Chapter 358: Chapter 357 Sister Hehe Gets Hit

Everyone knows that Lin Nianhe is up to something, but no one expected her to be so straightforward this time.

The spectators were stunned, as was the person getting hit.

Only Lin Nianhe wasn’t stunned.

She held her chin up and hands on her hips, staring at the educated youth who was said to be tough to deal with, a spark of excitement burning in her eyes:

"You’ve got a loud voice, why didn’t Nine-miles Team hang you upside down on the electric pole to be used as a loudspeaker? If you’ve got the nerve to gossip, why don’t you have the guts to step forward and say it to my face? Is there something wrong with your legs? Just say it earlier, Uncle He’s crutch is almost done with its mission, why don’t you borrow it and use it!"

"Look at you, making snide remarks, I bet even the black earth can’t teach you to be straightforward and bold, right? What was it that you just said again? Oh right, you said I’m helping Ten Miles Team set up a branch factory just to make money for myself, so how about this, you come with me to the commune right now and we tell the leaders face to face that we won’t be building the factory, how’s that?"

How can one turn the melon-eating masses into their own allies?

Actually, it’s quite simple, just make one person’s loss the interest of the entire group.

As soon as the villagers around heard Lin Nianhe say this, they immediately became unhappy.

"What do you mean the factory won’t be built? We finally have some work, we can’t mess this up!"

"The educated youths from the city can’t be lacking that mere piece of change, my Erwang said Teacher Xiao Lin is the best teacher!"

"Duan Hongmei! You’d better shut your damn mouth! Not everyone is as filthy-minded as you are!"

"Teacher Xiao Lin, don’t stoop to her level, she’s just jealous, can’t stand to see others doing well..."

In a moment, there are people backing her up, people making their stance clear, people comforting Lin Nianhe... and most of these people are from Nine-miles Team.

What are the aunties from Ten Miles Team doing?

What could they do? They probably want to find a stick or stone to hold on to, maybe thinking of taking it back for the kids at home!

Duan Hongmei finally regained her senses, she touched her fiery cheek, her expression gradually turning ferocious.

"You dare to hit me?"

"Tsk," Lin Nianhe smacked her tongue, "That’s a fresh one. I already hit you, and you’re still asking if I dare?"

"I’m going to kill you!"

With a howl, Duan Hongmei reached out to scratch Lin Nianhe’s face.

After crossing over, Lin Nianhe has always taken a technical approach in fights, she quickly and ferociously grabbed the opponent’s wrist, and deftly twisted it backwards with a flick.

Duan Hongmei didn’t have time to react, her arm was already twisted behind her back, rendering her immobile.

Of course, she wasn’t accepting defeat, her mouth moving rapidly, cursing vehemently with high maternal gravitas.

"Damn you, you dare to fight back?" Wen Ruannuan’s eyes shone as she charged over with an empty soda bottle like it was a small grenade.

The last time they fought at the Educated Youth Corps doorstep, it seemed to have awakened a certain gene in Wen Ruannuan. Now when she hears "fight," her reaction is definitely no less intense than Wen Lan’s.

Wen Ruannuan’s momentum was astonishing, swinging the soda bottle in one hand, aiming for the person trying to grab Lin Nianhe—

The bottle didn’t break, her head wasn’t hit, strictly speaking, she didn’t hit anyone.

The bottom of the soda bottle grazed past the arm of the person who wasn’t fazed by the pain, but was indeed startled.

At that speed, if it really had hit her arm, it would have been broken, right?

Wen Ruannuan felt awkward for a moment, just as she was about to make another move, the opponent had already been slapped three steps back by the following Wen Lan.

Sister Lan glanced at Duan Hongmei with disdain, and then fiddled with her ear.

"Let go, Hezi," Sister Lan said lightly.

Lin Nianhe was quite obedient: "Okay."

As soon as Lin Nianhe released her grip, Wen Lan kicked Duan Hongmei’s butt, sending her tumbling into the ditch.

Duan Hongmei was known as the most formidable female educated youth in the surrounding villages, naturally, she had some tricks up her sleeve.

When she fell into the ditch, she just sat there, pointing at Lin Nianhe and cursing at a pitch even higher than that of Widow Zhao back in the day.

The gist of her tirade was that Lin Nianhe’s actions to win people’s hearts were leading everyone astray, defying the spirit of hard work and frugality, and poisoning the good villagers.

She wailed with great emphasis and cursed with gusto.

Sadly, nobody was listening.

The folks from Nine-miles Team had long been fed up with Duan Hongmei and couldn’t be bothered with her; those from Ten Miles Team instead looked at Wen Lan with some complaints—why did she have to kick someone into a ditch? With all this commotion, if they went up and beat her now, wouldn’t it look like they were bullying her?

Wang Shumei approached Lin Nianhe unnoticed and asked in a voice only the two of them could hear, "How do you plan to end this?"

"This has to be done. Otherwise, if she causes too much of a scene, who knows, it might really affect our factory," Lin Nianhe whispered back, "Just wait, Uncle Team Leader should be arriving soon."

Wang Shumei frowned: "I understand the reason, of course, but..."

Despite the loud arguing here, what day was it today? The team leader would be busy with the grain delivery at the front, how could he possibly notice what was going on here?

Of course, Li Dahe wouldn’t notice; he didn’t have the eyes and ears of Thousand-mile Eye.

But that didn’t stop someone from coming to tattle!

Niuwa, with brows tightly knitted, ran to the front of the line, and upon seeing Li Dahe, immediately started bawling and hugging his leg: "Uncle, Sister Hehe is getting beaten!"

Li Dahe’s face hardened instantly, and he glared fiercely: "What? Which worthless scoundrel dares beat my child?"

A person’s unconscious actions often reveal their true feelings most vividly. Perhaps even Li Dahe himself hadn’t realized that he had long since considered Lin Nianhe a part of his family.

His roar silenced the Grain Station.

Even He Aimin, who was sitting on a bench, ignored his painful legs and stood up: "What’s the matter? Niuwa? Explain yourself! How did a fight start?"

He then reassured Li Dahe: "Brother Old Li, don’t panic; with so many people around, Miss Lin can’t be at a disadvantage."

Niuwa looked up pitifully at Li Dahe: "It was a few female educated youths cursing Sister Hehe, saying that Sister Hehe shouldn’t be setting up a factory. Sister Hehe tried to reason with them, and then they started hitting her!"

Niuwa tugged on Li Dahe’s clothes and swayed: "Uncle, please go save Sister Hehe!"

Upon hearing that it was the female educated youths fighting, Li Dahe’s first reaction was to look at He Aimin.

The Educated Youth Corps of Ten Miles Team was now harmonious; they might exchange verbal jabs, but a physical altercation was out of the question. Today, only Ten Miles Team and Nine-miles Team came to deliver grain, so if it wasn’t infighting on their side, it had to be the educated youth from Nine-miles Team hitting Lin Nianhe.

He Aimin’s face turned dark, and he cursed through clenched teeth: "Every day they’re incapable of doing proper work, but causing trouble and finding fault, none of them falls behind!"

Li Dahe did not pick up on this remark and instead threatened menacingly: "I’m telling you, if anything bad happens to Miss Lin, I’ll make sure to break your crutch into eight pieces!"

With that, Li Dahe scooped up Niuwa and hurried back.

He Aimin wanted to follow, but since he needed a crutch to walk, he just couldn’t move quickly.

He glanced at the dazed young man from his own village next to him and scolded with a frown: "What are you spacing out for? Hurry over here and carry me!"

"You’re like a block of wood... slower than a child’s mind!"