Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 423 - 422: Neighborhood Committee Xiao Lin

Chapter 423: Chapter 422: Neighborhood Committee Xiao Lin

Wong Xiao, of course, has no intention of taking Lin Nianhe’s life, how could he bear to!

He just couldn’t let Zhai Huayuan, that old guy, look good in front of Xiao Lin.

What? Showing off, are you?

You think you can care more than me?

Wong Xiaokou spent a fortune, swearing to trample Zhai Huayuan down and absolutely not let him charm Xiao Lin’s heart to his side.

After Wong Xiao swore he had no other intentions, Lin Nianhe reluctantly accepted these gifts.

Then, Wong Xiao watched her distribute the peach cakes and trough cakes to the children.

Wong Xiaokou watched tearfully, wiping his tears and exclaimed, "It still has to be Xiao Lin, always thinking of the children and villagers whenever she gets something good. What do you call this? This is called selfless dedication!"

Li Dahe glared at him, "Move forward, the wind is strong; she can’t hear you."

Wong Xiao didn’t move, but his voice rose eight octaves: "I’m not saying these words to flatter Xiao Lin! I’m speaking from my emotions!"

Li Dahe: "Shameless."

The two bald little old men were bickering at the entrance of the village school, neither giving in, chatting even more than newlyweds.

After Lin Nianhe finished distributing the food to the children, she divided the brown sugar and red dates into six portions, took one to Principal Wu, and handed the remaining five to Li Dahe, "Uncle Team Leader, a few sisters in the village are pregnant, give these brown sugar and red dates to them to nourish their bodies. I’m not very familiar with them, could Aunt Li help me make the rounds?"

Li Dahe frowned, "Can’t you keep it for yourself? You’re so weak a gust of wind could blow you away, and you still worry about them?"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

It’s as hard to hear a pleasant word from Uncle Team Leader as it is to hear the truth from her.

Wong Xiao followed up with persuasion, "Yes, Xiao Lin, you yourself are weak, even if you give to others, you should keep some for yourself!"

Lin Nianhe gave Wong Xiao a meaningful look and said: "Uncle Wong, don’t just echo Uncle Team Leader’s words. You brought so many things here, it’s all to benefit the children and villagers, I understand, and the villagers understand too."

Wong Xiao, realizing what Lin Nianhe was signaling with her winks and facial expressions all of a sudden —

As a commune leader, bringing so many gifts was a mistake!

Wong Xiao immediately teared up, tears welling as he looked at Lin Nianhe: "Xiao Lin, you’re really good to me, you understand me best!"

Look!

See!

Xiao Lin’s heart is with him!

Lin Nianhe, with a beaming smile, stuffed the brown sugar and dried red dates to Li Dahe and then said to Wong Xiao, "Uncle Wong, let’s talk inside. You haven’t told me about the situation at the Cooperative Society yet."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes!"

Wong Xiao, rubbing his hands, threw a smug look at Li Dahe: "Old Li, you go deliver the brown sugar, Xiao Lin and I have serious matters to discuss."

Li Dahe rolled his eyes.

Serious matters?

Heh, you guess she wants to sell you out?

All signs show that Miss Lin’s heart is with the Ten Miles Team.

Wong Xiaokou still fails to see it; where Miss Lin’s heart lies cannot be seen by what she says or does, but by whom she has never tricked.

Li Dahe, with an unruffled expression, took over the brown sugar and dried red dates, his eyes full of mockery watching Wong Xiao.

"Thank you on behalf of the villagers, leader. How should I put it? Just come if you want to come, why bring things... this little stuff isn’t even enough to go around, bring more next time."

Wong Xiao almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

No wonder this old guy is bald, the little cornmeal he eats all nourishes his scheming mind!

"You..."

"Uncle Wong, come on in quickly, it’s warm inside the room!"

Lin Nianhe once again played the role of the peacemaker.

Wong Xiao’s eyes lit up, he gave Li Dahe a smug look, and followed Comrade Xiao Lin into the classroom.

Li Dahe: "Lacks common sense."

Li Dahe’s grumble was unheard by Wong Xiao, but Lin Nianhe heard it loud and clear.

She felt quite helpless.

Others travel through time to either engage in power struggles with generals and ministers, or get pampered by eighty male leads, or get cozy and cuddling with countless beautiful sisters.

What about her?

She spent her days mediating among balding, white-haired, leg-injured, penny-pinching old men, always ready to adjust their relationships.

After traversing through time for half a year, she had mastered the duties of a neighborhood committee auntie.

Comrade Xiao Lin felt bitter inside.

Yet, that white-haired one completely missed her sorrow, and came over to ask, "Xiao Lin, what serious business shall we father and son discuss?"

Xiao Lin, her head buzzing, turned around and said, "Didn’t you get Director Zhai’s contact from the Cooperative Society? You should go back, have them prepare the order list, and once Head Flower is delivered to the provincial city, you can place the orders after selling for a couple of days."

"Okay! I understand that, don’t worry!" Wong Xiao patted his chest assuredly.

"Okay," Lin Nianhe checked the time, and added, "You should urge Factory Director Ji too, ask him to speed up production. I predict Beijing won’t just want fifty thousand units monthly. Prepare the goods ahead to avoid too much production pressure."

Stockpiling was indeed necessary, as it was currently the agricultural slack season and the peasants didn’t need to work; they could make Head Flower every day upon waking. Once spring began, and they had to do fieldwork, their scattered focus would definitely impact production.

"Ah?"

Wong Xiao was confused: "Can Beijing really order goods from us? Isn’t that just deceiving Director Zhai?"

"Uncle Wong!"

Lin Nianhe glared at Wong Xiao accusatively: "Do you think I’m someone who makes empty promises? I informed Director Zhai in advance because I was worried he might hesitate too long. By the time the big order from Beijing comes, he might not even be able to order. This is for his own good! It’s also for the development and construction of our province!"

Wong Xiao hesitated, "Is... that so?"

Lin Nianhe slyly retorted, "Is it not?"

"Yes!"

"Definitely is!"

"If Zhai Huayuan dares to deny it, then he really doesn’t know what’s good for him!"

Lin Nianhe nodded in satisfaction: "That’s actually all I wanted to say. You’ve been working hard these past few days, you better go home and rest early."

Wong Xiao didn’t want to leave and rubbed his hands suggesting, "Xiao Lin, how about we go to Old Li’s house for dinner tonight? I know he’s got a bottle of liquor, let’s drink it!"

Lin Nianhe: "Did you select a leader and train workers for the Head Flower workshop? Have you prepared for expanding the production team? Are the needles, fabrics, and elastic bands ready? Have the recruitment regulations and reward standards been set and published?"

Wong Xiao: "..."

"Uncle Wong, signing the order is just the simplest first step, there’s still so much important work undone, you are a leader, you can’t afford to indulge in pleasures, you need to set a good example."

Wong Xiao sniffed.

He indeed was a futile leader who gloated over minor achievements.

He felt ashamed; he had let down the expectations of the entire county!

Wong Xiao, wiping his tears, leaned on the wall and left the village school hurriedly, pedaling his bicycle furiously towards the commune, sparks almost flying off.

Lin Nianhe sat in the classroom, quietly calculating the shipping time for Head Flower.

It should probably have reached Beijing by now, right?