Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 418 - 417 The Only Good Person in Ten Miles Team — Lin Nianhe

Chapter 418: Chapter 417 The Only Good Person in Ten Miles Team — Lin Nianhe

"Jian! Go to the warehouse! Call brother-in-law!"

Wu Genmao was on top of Zhai Huayuan’s stomach, right hand gripping the hemp rope, strangling like tying up livestock.

"Cough cough, you, what are you doing... I, I, I..." Zhai Huayuan’s face turned red, he couldn’t speak clearly.

Wu Genmao lifted his left hand and gave a couple of punches to his stomach: "Pretend! You’re still pretending! Do you think I could be fooled because I’m smart?"

Luckily, Wu Genmao’s left hand had just recovered, it wasn’t strong enough, otherwise those punches would have been too much for Zhai Huayuan.

Unfortunately, Cao Shijian was riding the carriage and shouting at the top of his lungs following Wu Genmao’s command, shouting earnestly for brother-in-law— "Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law! The child kidnappers are here again!"

Brother-in-law was far away and slow to arrive; instead, the villagers who heard the commotion rushed out first.

Zhai Huayuan hadn’t come to his senses when he saw a crowd of villagers wielding various weapons, their expressions angry, rushing towards him... he had no experience in getting beaten and even forgot to guard his face.

Zhai Huayuan didn’t know how many kicks he had taken; luckily, it was winter and he had thick clothes on, and since the villagers were afraid of killing someone and being unable to question him, they didn’t strike at vital parts, so he was not seriously hurt.

After being rescued by Su Yuncheng with a gun to his head, Zhai Huayuan, tearful and sniffling, pulled out a stack of IDs and letters of introduction, sobbing his complaint:

"Public Security Comrade! I am the Director of the Provincial City Supply and Marketing Cooperative, I came to see Comrade Lin Nianhe for legitimate reasons! How could I be involved in child kidnapping!"

Before Su Yuncheng could speak, Wu Genmao spat out: "Then how do you know Zhang Changjiang? You are all in the same gang!"

Zhai Huayuan almost cried from the injustice: "My uncle’s nephew’s indeed named Zhang Changjiang!"

Su Yuncheng directly asked the key point: "How old is this Zhang Changjiang you mentioned? Which unit is he in?"

Zhai Huayuan: "Eight years old! He’s in the second grade at the soy sauce factory elementary school!"

Everyone: "..."

In the fiery 1970s, the rate of people sharing the same name was absurdly high.

However, for the safety of the whole village, Su Yuncheng still called Sun Bo, going through a complicated process to confirm that there indeed was a student named Zhang Changjiang in the second grade at the provincial city soy sauce factory elementary school; this little Zhang Changjiang really was Zhai Huayuan’s uncle’s nephew.

The misunderstanding was cleared up, and Li Dahe, on behalf of all the villagers, sincerely apologized to Zhai Huayuan.

Zhai Huayuan, while undergoing treatment, learned about what that one Zhang Changjiang had done and accepted the apology with a heavy heart.

"I’m sorry, so sorry, truly sorry."

"It’s okay... just some superficial injuries, your caution..."

"Ah..." Li Da sighed as he wiped his face, "The village has an elementary school, and there are many children. The villagers were all frightened by the previous incidents."

Zhai Huayuan nodded: "I understand."

Putting himself in their shoes, he would have done the same.

Despite the bizarre beating, Zhai Huayuan didn’t forget his mission and once again explained his intention to Li Dahe, requesting to see Lin Nianhe.

"He’s been called already, have a drink of water and wait for a bit." Li Da was a bit worried about him, "Or maybe you should visit the clinic first?"

Li Da thought that a leader from the provincial city must be highly valued; they really shouldn’t let them suffer any serious harm.

Zhai Huayuan waved it off unconcernedly: "It’s nothing, I used to be a militia, what’s a little tumble?"

Saying so, he took a sip of hot water from the teacup. Touching a sore spot, he couldn’t help but gasp in pain.

Meanwhile, in the village school, Lin Nianhe was stunned.

"They beat him? Really beat him? How badly? Is he still okay?"

Su Yuncheng: "It’s not serious, just a few bumps and scrapes."

Seeing the expression on his face that didn’t seem like he was lying, Lin Nianhe breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian squatting in the corner facing the wall and said, "You two come with me, let’s go apologize to Director Zhai."

"Oh."

"Okay."

Wu and Cao followed Lin Nianhe with droopy heads to the team headquarters.

Before entering the door, Lin Nianhe deliberately adjusted her expression, but as soon as she opened the door and saw Zhai Huayuan’s colorful face, her expression management immediately failed.

Is this what Su Yuncheng calls a few bumps?

She’d believe him if he said he ran into eight walls!

Lin Nianhe turned her head, her gaze complex as she looked at Su Yuncheng.

Su Yuncheng returned her a questioning look, completely not understanding what she meant.

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Perhaps in Major Su’s world, no injury is considered serious unless it’s life-threatening.

She rubbed her chest and managed to pull up a weak smile, saying to Zhai Huayuan, "Director Zhai, hello, I’m Lin Nianhe. I’m very sorry about today’s misunderstanding. Shall I arrange for someone to take you to the health clinic?"

As she spoke, she pushed Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian forward, gesturing for them to apologize.

Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian apologized with good attitudes, their bows nearly reaching a 180-degree angle.

Lin Nianhe, quick-witted, pulled them aside right before their third bow.

Zhai Huayuan didn’t mind these details; he touched the bruise on his mouth corner, put down his tea, and waved his hand at Wu Cao duo, "It’s alright, don’t worry, it’s all a misunderstanding... Comrade Lin, I came to ask you something important."

Lin Nianhe, having a clear understanding of the situation, didn’t shy away from asking directly, "What can I help you with, Director Zhai? Please ask freely, I will withhold nothing."

Lin Nianhe was wearing a white cable-knit sweater today, with matching color and pattern scarf and gloves, her petite face so pale and tender, maybe because it has just been kissed by the wind, her eyes looked moist, like a deer in the forest.

She just stood there, docile like a little rabbit, seemingly harmless.

Zhai Huayuan, watching the polite and soft-spoken Lin Nianhe, suddenly felt tearful.

Since entering Ten Miles Team, he finally, finally, finally met a good person!

Li Dahe, seeing his expression, couldn’t help but curl his lips.

Tsk, another fool deceived by the looks of a cute little bunny.

Zhai Huayuan, of course, didn’t realize the huge pit he had dug for himself, kindly looked at Lin Nianhe, his voice much softer, "Comrade Xiao Lin, I want to ask, did you send your sister a lot of new Head Flowers that aren’t available at the Cooperative Society?"

Lin Nianhe blinked, blatantly lying, "I did send my sister Head Flowers, but those were all bought from the Cooperative Society."

"How could that be?" Zhai Huayuan reflexively retorted, "I am the director of the Provincial City Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and we don’t have those items; where did you buy them?"

"From the town’s Cooperative Society, they are produced by Lan County Textile Factory, not available elsewhere, right?"

Lin Nianhe answered quickly, her tone sincere, her expression on point.

She felt, with such a performance, Director Zhai shouldn’t blame her for not telling the truth.

"Lan County Textile Factory... Don’t they make quilts? The quality is not so good, nobody buys them." Zhai Huayuan muttered, stroking his chin.

Lin Nianhe: "..."

You’d only say that here.

Try muttering that in the commune.

Uncle Wong might blast you for the asymmetry of the bruises on your face.