Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 383 - 382: The Wild Boars Descend the Mountain

Chapter 383: Chapter 382: The Wild Boars Descend the Mountain

The gunshots were close, seemingly right at the foot of the mountain.

Zheng Lirong suddenly jumped up, not even putting on her coat before trying to run outside.

Lin Nianhe quickly grabbed her: "Sister, it’s wild boars, we encountered them when we went up the mountain, it must be a group of wild boars descending, don’t go out!"

If the group of wild boars entered the village, recklessly running out could be deadly.

"No, Shanshan and Xiao Jun are still at home!" Zheng Lirong broke free from Lin Nianhe’s hand and pushed the door open, rushing out.

Where was she supposed to care about how fierce the wild boars were? She only knew her children were still sleeping, what if they ran out to see what was happening and something happened to them?

"Ah..."

Lin Nianhe staggered, backing into the door, she couldn’t care about the pain and hurried back into the room to put on her military coat, grabbing Zheng Lirong’s coat to chase after her.

Zheng Lirong was truly panicked, she stumbled as soon as she left the door, quickly getting up from the ground and sprinted towards Uncle Guan’s house.

How could Lin Nianhe run faster than her? Watching as Zheng got further and further, and gasping for breath, she had to slow down and listen carefully to where the gunshots were coming from.

Luckily, though the gunshots continued, they were a bit distant from the village.

She bit her dry lips, changed direction, and ran towards the source of the sound.

She didn’t know whether Su Yuncheng and Feng Wei had enough bullets; if something really happened, she still had anesthesia needles, knives, bows, and sticks in her space, and if all else failed, she had countless bricks!

The winter air was cold, the deep breaths she took instantly chilled her whole body, causing severe throat pain.

Thankfully, the folks of Ten Miles Team were diligent, the snow on the road had been swept to the sides, Lin Nianhe continued running without stepping into packed snow.

She ran for another three to five minutes, then the gunshots stopped, and the whole world seemed to plunge into a tense silence.

Lin Nianhe instinctively stopped, a cold sweat slid down her forehead.

She heard her own heavy breathing and the pounding of her heart.

Just when she thought Su Yuncheng had run out of bullets, she suddenly heard cheerful laughter.

She carefully distinguished it; it was Uncle Team Leader’s laughter, she had heard it before, it was the same when there were plans to build a factory in the village.

With that laughter leading, continuous laughter and talking sounds arose from there; it sounded as lively as during the New Year.

Lin Nianhe completely relaxed, only then feeling the exhaustion. Running in the winter was really tough, she only now realized the soreness in her back, and the discomfort was unbearable.

Her legs felt weak, and clutching Zheng Lirong’s coat, she squatted down by the roadside.

The noise at the foot of the mountain naturally drew the villagers’ attention, initially, they didn’t care, thinking it might be some children causing a commotion but after listening for a while, felt something was off and came out wearing coats.

"What’s happening... Eh? Miss He? Why are you here? What happened?"

Lin Nianhe heard the voice but, gasping for breath, had no strength to speak, so she just waved her hand a few times indicating to the people in front that she was okay.

The one talking to Lin Nianhe happened to be Wang Xiaomei’s mother, Aunt Wang, who initially wanted to go see the commotion, but as soon as she stepped out, she saw Lin Nianhe squatting not far away.

Everyone in the village knew about Lin Nianhe’s frailty, seeing her like that, Aunt Wang dared not ignore it, hurriedly ran up to her, passed her arms under Lin Nianhe’s armpits, and with a strong pull, raised her from the ground.

Aunt Wang half-carried her towards her home, "Let’s sit in my house first. What’s wrong with you? Do you have a fever, or did you run too hard?"

She observed Lin Nianhe’s flushed cheeks, which seemed like she ran too fast, but considering Lin Nianhe’s frail constitution that could collapse with just a blow, she still cautiously asked if she had a fever.

Lin Nianhe had run too quickly just now and had breathed in a lot of cold air, making her throat dry and momentarily unable to speak. She licked her lips, swallowed hard, and managed to say, "Auntie... I, I’m fine..."

"Let’s talk when we get home, let’s talk when we get home!"

Aunt Wang noticed Lin Nianhe’s voice had changed and hastily brought her back inside the house. She cleared the matchboxes piled up on the kang with her arm, helped Lin Nianhe sit down, and let her lean against the stacked quilts.

"Xiaomei, go pour some hot water for Teacher Lin, mix in some cold water, not too hot," Aunt Wang instructed her daughter while working and took the coat from Lin Nianhe’s hands, shook it out, and covered her legs with it.

Wang Xiaomei was initially doing her homework at the corner of a small table, and upon hearing this, she immediately jumped off the kang and hurriedly fetched a bowl of water for Lin Nianhe.

Lin Nianhe took the bowl and slowly finished the water before catching her breath. She let out a long sigh and smiled at Aunt Wang, "Thank you, Aunt Wang, I’m fine, really just ran too fast."

Aunt Wang stared at her, "What urgent matter did you have in the dead of winter that made you run? If you catch a chill again, won’t your stomach hurt?"

As she spoke, she took the empty bowl from Lin Nianhe’s hands and filled it with a whole bowl of boiling water—this time without mixing any cold water, "Drink it while it’s hot and drive out the chill."

"Thank you, Auntie." Lin Nianhe took it with both hands and obediently drank the hot water.

Only when Aunt Wang saw sweat on Lin Nianhe’s forehead did she finally relax and laugh.

"Hey, by the way, what’s happening outside? I heard it sounded like a battle," concern welled up in Aunt Wang’s eyes again.

Lin Nianhe, while ruffling Wang Xiaomei’s hair, responded, "It might be wild boars coming down the mountain. From the sounds, I think they killed one. But Auntie and Xiaomei, don’t go out yet, wait for Uncle Team Leader’s announcement."

"What? How can there be a herd of wild boars coming down at this hour? Those beasts are now..."

Before Aunt Wang could finish speaking, the human megaphone outside sounded—

"Men, come out to work! A wild boar’s been hunted! We’re dividing the pork!"

Lin Nianhe couldn’t help but admire, "Uncle Team Leader’s confidence is truly strong."

Given such a loud voice, Uncle Team Leader could easily live up to ninety-nine.

Aunt Wang’s eyes instantly lit up, thrilled enough to reveal her back molars, "Hey, how quietly did they hunt a wild boar! Hahaha... that’s great, truly great!"

How could a wild boar not weigh two to three hundred pounds? Even after removing the innards and fur, and divided per capita, each person could get about half a pound!

Aunt Wang happily kissed Wang Xiaomei on the cheeks, and told Lin Nianhe, "Miss He, you stay at home and rest, I’m going to have a look! Xiaomei, stay at home and accompany the teacher... Nianhe, don’t rush off, stay for dinner tonight!"

As she said the last few words, she had already run outside.

Lin Nianhe listened to the increasing laughter outside the window, her lips curling into a smile. She looked down to see Wang Xiaomei licking her lips, staring eagerly at the door, and pinched her little cheek, "Want to go out and see?"

Wang Xiaomei’s eyes suddenly brightened but she said, "But my mom told me..."

"It’s okay, let’s go together." Lin Nianhe shook off the numbness in her legs, picked up Zheng Lirong’s coat again, and took Wang Xiaomei out the door.

Residents who had been pasting matchboxes inside had all run out; some carried basins, some carried pig-slaughtering knives.

They were laughing, shouting, and inquiring, joyous about the unexpected boar meat, as if it were a festival.