Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 454 - 453: Filial Piety Leads to Strength

Chapter 454: Chapter 453: Filial Piety Leads to Strength

Rong Zhiguo reflected deeply while rolling a cigarette and working on a part:

What kind of sin did he commit in his past life to encounter such a tough nut to crack, someone you can’t beat or scold, and who’s too tough to steam or chew, just as he was about to retire?

He had just told that little bastard to shut up, but then her lips quivered, and she looked at him with tearful eyes. She even had the nerve to hold up the tape, ready to stick it over her mouth as if she was resigned to her fate.

The pitiful little look on her face made it seem like she was undergoing some inhuman torture.

It led him to snatch the tape away and stick it onto his senior apprentice’s arm instead.

Luckily, after some commotion, Lin Nianhe quieted down and sat on a small stool, watching his every move intently, and simultaneously scribbling away in her palm-sized work notebook.

On the other side of the workshop, after a moment of astonishment, Chang Jinzhong asked Su Yuncheng, "Does she really want to learn to be a fitter?"

Su Yuncheng: "Maybe she really does."

Chang Jinzhong’s mouth fell open, and it took him a while to regain his voice: "Isn’t this fooling around?"

A girl from the big courtyards coming here to learn to be a fitter?

Su Yuncheng wasn’t really clear about what Lin Nianhe was thinking at the moment, he could only say: "You carry on with your work, we’ll stay here for a while and won’t disturb the normal operations of the mechanical factory."

Chang Jinzhong wanted to stop them, but how could he ever stop Su Yuncheng? In the blink of an eye, Su Yuncheng was already by Lin Nianhe’s side.

Rong Zhiguo seemed to have accepted the situation and didn’t mind the extra observer at all, engrossed completely in his work.

Seconds and minutes ticked by, and it gradually became dark.

After Mr. Lin got home, he instinctively called out, "Girl!"

But all was silent; there was no response.

Mr. Lin thought Lin Nianhe had gone to bed, so he tiptoed upstairs and gently pushed open the door to call his daughter for dinner, only to find the room empty.

Mr. Lin froze for three seconds, then headed straight for the Su family house.

"Su Yuncheng! Return my daughter to me!"

Mr. Su was startled, his newspaper falling to the ground.

He turned and said: "Yuncheng isn’t home, and Xiao He even less so."

Lately, Mr. Su had been extraordinarily nice to Mr. Lin, no matter how Mr. Lin lost his temper, he always patiently coaxed him.

He had to coax him – his son had already tricked the girl over, of course, he had to build a good relationship with his future in-laws!

Mr. Lin glared at him: "Where did Su Yuncheng take my daughter? It’s already dark, why isn’t she back yet?"

Mr. Su glanced at the time—it was past seven—and asked, "Could they have gone out to eat?"

"They should be back by now if they went out to eat," Mr. Lin said, frowning with worry. "My daughter would definitely tell me if she was going out in the evening."

The two stared at each other, both clueless as to where the pair could possibly be.

Mr. Su tried to offer comfort: "Don’t worry too much. With Yuncheng accompanying Xiao He, nothing dangerous will happen to her."

Mr. Lin: "I think he is the most dangerous."

Mr. Su: "..."

Mr. Lin paced around the Su family home, unable to contain his impatience, "This won’t do, I have to go look for her."

Mr. Su quickly followed: "I’ll come too!"

The moment the two left the house, they saw a familiar bicycle and the two people on it from a distance.

"Girl!" Mr. Lin recognized Lin Nianhe on the back seat at a glance.

"Daddy!"

Lin Nianhe was excited; she jumped off the bike before it even stopped.

Anticipating this, Su Yuncheng held the handlebar with one hand while reaching back with the other to steady her.

Once Lin Nianhe was on her feet, she ran to Mr. Lin, holding up her little invention like a treasure: "Daddy! Do we have any dried corn at home? The kind that’s been sun-dried!"

Mr. Lin first gave his daughter a head-to-toe once over, relieved to see she was alright, then he answered her question: "Dried corn? No, we don’t have that. What do you need it for?"

Lin Nianhe shook the iron contraption in her hand, her cheeks flushed red: "Brother Yuncheng and I designed a corn de-kerneler, and we went to the mechanical factory this afternoon. The old masters there made it for us, but there is no dried corn in the factory to test it, so we brought it back."

Mr. Lin: "...?"

Mr. Su: "...?"

What did they just hear?

A corn threshing machine?

Like a wheat threshing machine that can mechanically thresh?

Mr. Lin was the first to react. Although he didn’t know the principle behind it, he couldn’t help but express his admiration: "My daughter is impressive!"

Mr. Su was also quite astonished. After pausing for a moment, he glared at Su Yuncheng: "You took Xiao He to the machinery factory, and didn’t even think to tell anyone? What time is it now? Don’t you know we would be worried at home?"

Su Yuncheng readily took the blame: "Sorry, my..."

Before he could say "fault", Lin Nianhe interrupted him: "Dad, let’s not talk about that now, okay? I know I was wrong, and I won’t dare to do it again. Please take me to find some dry corn, could you?"

She was holding the freshly made but not yet painted iron device with her arms, her hands brought together in a pleading gesture, looking eagerly at Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin’s heart melted instantly. He took the machine from her hands, without even a glance at the father and son from the Su family: "Let’s go, I’ll take you to find some dry corn."

"Yay, daddy is the best."

Lin Nianhe cheerfully linked arms with Mr. Lin and followed him towards the canteen, turning back to wave goodbye to Mr. Su and Su Yuncheng.

As Mr. Su watched the father and daughter leave together, he was envious. He looked at his son: "Xiao He is eighteen now, right? When are you going to put in a report for marrying her?"

The underlying message was clear: He was really struggling to control his urge to abduct Xiao He back to his home!

Su Yuncheng watched Lin Nianhe’s retreating figure and replied: "Nianhe wants to go to college. Getting married now might affect her admission, so let’s wait for the outcome on that."

Mr. Su: "..."

His son really isn’t considering his old father’s feelings at all!

After pondering in the cold wind for a while, Mr. Su finally asked: "Yuncheng, tell me the truth, are you still holding a grudge against me for that bombing order back in the day?"

"..."

All was quiet around, with no reply.

Mr. Su turned to look where Su Yuncheng had been standing, but the spot was empty.

On further inspection, the little bastard had somehow caught up with the Lin father and daughter!

"Little bastard! You think calling your dad to join would kill you?"

...

Canteen.

The meal time had already passed, but there were still many people around.

They surrounded a table, their faces a mix of anticipation and anxiety.

Lin Nianhe, holding a dry corn cob in one hand and placing the other on the machine, looked at Mr. Lin with a serious and frowning expression: "Dad, I’m going to start now!"

Mr. Lin nodded seriously: "Okay!"

Lin Nianhe took a deep breath and placed the corn cob on the machine.

She gripped the handle, her knuckles turning slightly white.

The handle traced an arc, driving gears to turn, mesh, and separate...

As if she had stepped on a time machine, external forces hastened the process.

"Snap!"

A golden kernel of corn fell onto the tabletop.

"Snap, snap, snap, snap—"

Countless corn kernels tumbled out in a race to the bottom.

They danced joyously on the table, swirling around cheerfully.

"It’s a success!"