Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 506 - 505: The Mistake with the Roast Duck

Chapter 506: Chapter 505: The Mistake with the Roast Duck

When the train stopped in Beijing, it happened during the most heated moment of Niuwa’s chess game.

Not only did the passengers in their carriage participate, but comrades from other carriages also flocked to join the excitement.

As the train halted, the little protagonist suddenly stood up, politely told all the uncles present that he had something to do, and then twisted around to head to Lin Nianhe’s side: "Sister Hehe, we’ve arrived at your place!"

"Yes, we’re at my place now." Lin Nianhe smiled as she picked him up and pulled open the window to look out.

She poked her head out, only to be surprised as her eyes widened.

She actually saw Comrade Old Lin on the platform!

Comrade Old Lin, carrying a large bag and furrowing his brow slightly, walked past several windows, always lingering his sight inside the carriage, occasionally stopping to adjust his angle for a better look. His coat bore three shiny pentagram generals’ stars, yet his actions were like any other father.

"Dad!"

Lin Nianhe quickly reached out her hand, waving continuously at Mr. Lin in the distance.

"My daughter!"

As Mr. Lin observed people inside the carriage, he finally saw Lin Nianhe and immediately flashed a broad smile, rushing over with his large bag.

"Quick, take this, it’s all your favorite food." Mr. Lin stuffed the bag through the window, instructing, "Those two roast ducks are fresh out of the oven, have them while they’re hot."

Taking the bag, Lin Nianhe felt her eyes swell somewhat: "Dad, did you come especially to bring me food?"

"Just so happens I was free today, came to see you," Mr. Lin watched her with a smile, "Old Huang mentioned you were on this train, I timed it just to meet up; your mom went to Sui City a few days ago, you’ll see her once you get there."

"Really? Don’t you trick me."

"I wouldn’t lie to you, wouldn’t lie to you." Mr. Lin grinned and pointed at the bag, "In there, the separately wrapped ox tongue cakes are for your mom. Help dad deliver them. Remember to check on her, don’t let her ignore time when she’s working. It’s hot in Sui City; she always skips meals because it’s too warm. Keep an eye on her."

"Alright, I’ll supervise mom well for you." Lin Nianhe smiled until her eyes curved, "By the way, where’s my brother?"

"He went to the Northwest, don’t worry about him." Mr. Lin said, pulling out a stack of national tickets from his wallet and handing them to Lin Nianhe, "Take these, once in Sui City buy whatever you like. If it’s not enough, tell dad and I’ll get you more."

"Dad, you make me feel like jumping out the window and going home with you!"

"Hahaha, come on, Dad will catch you."

Wang Shumei and others also greeted Mr. Lin; they had met him before, but given Mr. Lin’s striking military attire this time, they didn’t dare joke around. They politely greeted him and stepped aside, giving time to father and daughter.

"My daughter, don’t overexert yourself when you’re out. Uncle Huang went there two days ago, look him up if you face tough situations, don’t suffer in silence." Mr. Lin rubs Lin Nianhe’s head, his eyes filled with concern, he handed her a paper filled with telephone numbers, "If anything happens, just call them, mentioning your dad will be useful."

"Okay." Lin Nianhe agreed emphatically, treasuring the paper as she tucked it into her pocket.

This was no mere phonebook, it was a lifesaver!

Mr. Lin exchanged a few more words with Lin Nianhe until the train departed, only then did he reluctantly divert his gaze and hurried back to his office.

"Old Su! Hey hey, I went to see my daughter!"

This time, the response he received wasn’t Mr. Su’s rolling eyes, but a burst of annoyance: "Ah? Why did you sneak away alone? My wife bought Xiao He a watch; we initially thought to deliver it while the train was passing!"

Comrade Old Lin: "...?"

...

After the train left Beijing Railway Station, Lin Nianhe sighed sadly.

Niuwa extended his little hand, grabbed Lin Nianhe’s hand, and comforted her, "Sister Hehe, Uncle Lin isn’t here, let me keep you company for a while."

"Sighing for what? When you come back, you can still see Uncle Lin," Wen Lan awkwardly consoled her.

"Right, Xiao Lin, don’t be sad. How about this, when the village school is on summer break, I’ll issue you a leave permit, and you can stay home for a month?" Wong Xiao whispered, lowering his voice.

Wang Shumei sat opposite Lin Nianhe, she watched Lin Nianhe with a smile at the corner of her mouth, but she never spoke.

Comrade Xiao Lin still felt heartbroken. She silently took out a piping hot roast duck from the big bag given by Comrade Old Lin, melodramatically wiping the corner of her eye as she murmured softly, "This is all the love my dad has given me..."

"Exactly, have some quickly, otherwise your father’s effort in sending it would be in vain," Wong Xiao cajoled her firmly.

"Mm."

Lin Nianhe opened her mouth and took a big, savory bite of meat.

Having swallowed the meat in her mouth, she looked at the others, "I’ve eaten from this one, so I’m not sharing it with you guys."

Everyone: "..."

Something felt off.

Lin Nianhe then took out another roast duck, "This one is for you all to eat."

She blinked, appearing quite aggrieved.

Yeah, indeed quite aggrieved. They just missed a few bites of hot roast duck, but she had to share the fatherly love from Comrade Old Lin!

Wang Shumei, with a look that seemed to see right through her, exclaimed, "Ah, human nature."

Lin Nianhe: "Hmm? What did you say? I don’t understand."

The group hadn’t had a hot meal in almost three days, surviving on buns, pickles, and hot water. Now, with the steaming, fragrant roast duck right before their eyes, no one cared that it wasn’t mealtime yet; they immediately rolled up their sleeves and delved in enthusiastically.

Their enjoyment was so evident that the people playing chess next to them were salivating with envy.

As Wong Xiao gnawed on a duck bone, he eyed them, "Hey? Why aren’t you guys going back to eat? Is it because you’re not hungry yet? Oh, then keep playing, I won’t bother you."

Everyone: "..."

Wong! So! Stingy!

After Lin Nianhe finished her duck, she burped satisfactorily, cleaned her hands, and clutching her little belly, she stood up. She took out a stack of papers covered in lines and a packet of tea leaves from her box.

"Uncle Wong, *hic*, keep playing, I’m going to find my master."

"Find your master? What for?" Wong Xiao looked at her concernedly.

Lin Nianhe: "To be scolded, to be disliked, to receive criticism."

Lin Nianhe felt she had anticipated the worst, but reality is always harsher than one imagines.

She hadn’t even seen her beloved master yet and already heard his grumbling tirade, "Little rascal, no respect for your elders, it’s been half a day and you still haven’t come to say hello? Should I go looking for her? Or is she planning to wait until after lunch to come see this old man?"

Rong Zhiguo’s scolding wasn’t loud, probably inaudible to those around him, but Lin Nianhe heard it loud and clear.

Lin Nianhe touched her nose, whispering softly, "Only a master could guess so accurately." She indeed hadn’t planned to visit him until after lunch!

But she felt compelled to emphasize, it wasn’t that she didn’t respect her master, it was just that the roast duck was too enticing.

Yes, it was all the roast duck’s fault.