Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 521 - 520: Master Provides for You

Chapter 521: Chapter 520: Master Provides for You

Lin Nianhe pursed her lips, watching the elder brother’s figure in front of her, really wanting to trip him over and make him fall on his face.

But seeing him sweat profusely clearing the way for her, Lin Nianhe took a deep breath and suppressed the urge.

The big brother led Lin Nianhe through all sorts of turns and half a day later, finally brought her in front of Beijing Machinery Factory’s booth.

Actually, it wasn’t far from the main entrance, but now everywhere was filled with all sorts of machinery products, and they could only detour back and forth.

"Uncle Chang, I’ve brought your kid over," the big brother pinched out his cigarette and said to Chang Jinzhong.

Chang Jinzhong was first taken aback: "What kid?"

The big brother pointed backward at Lin Nianhe: "Her, isn’t she from your family?"

Chang Jinzhong: "You call this a kid?"

The big brother, confused, sized up Lin Nianhe once more: "Isn’t she?"

Chang Jinzhong slapped him on the head: "She’s already eighteen, she’s your Uncle Rong’s little apprentice!"

"Ah?"

The big brother was extremely shocked.

Lin Nianhe stepped forward silently and bowed to the big brother: "Thank you, Uncle."

The big brother: "..."

Lin Nianhe took out sodas and popsicles to share with Chang Jinzhong and his big nephew, then asked: "Uncle Chang, where’s my master?"

"He’s over there tuning the machines!" Chang Jinzhong pointed her in a direction.

Nianhe tiptoed to look over and finally saw Rong Zhiguo and the eldest senior brother among the crowd.

She immediately waved to Chang Jinzhong: "Uncle Chang, you’re busy, I’ll go give Master and the others something to drink." Before leaving, she also waved to the big brother: "Thank you, Uncle, goodbye."

The big brother: "..."

The big brother stared at Lin Nianhe’s retreating figure, pondered for a long time before reacting: "Uncle Chang, is she making fun of me?"

Chang Jinzhong gave another eye roll: "No, she’s complimenting you."

He didn’t feel a bit sorry for his silly nephew. He calls others kids, and they call him old, it’s only fair.

The big brother clicked his tongue, taking a big bite of the popsicle.

With the popsicle in his mouth, he looked at the one in his hand: "Pretty sweet, I’ll go buy two more." After saying that, he left.

Chang Jinzhong: "..."

See, that’s his nephew, left his brains in his mother’s womb when he was born.

Lin Nianhe came to Rong Zhiguo’s side, handing over the popsicles and sodas: "Master, eldest senior brother, take a break."

Rong Zhiguo replied irritably: "I take a break and you do the work?"

"Sure, no problem," Lin Nianhe promptly agreed, grinning while helping him open the bottle cap, "You give the orders, I’ll do it."

"Don’t add to the chaos."

Rong Zhiguo wiped his face with the towel around his neck, took a big gulp of soda, and bit into a popsicle.

Lin Nianhe gave the rest of the sodas and popsicles to the eldest senior brother, smiling, "Eldest senior brother, I bought extra, you distribute some to the comrades."

"Aren’t you having one?" The eldest senior brother didn’t leave.

"I’ve already had some outside, you guys go ahead."

"Have another one?"

"If I eat more, I’ll get a stomachache, I’m really not hot," Lin Nianhe waved her hands, declining.

The eldest senior brother didn’t persuade her any further and went to share the treats with everyone.

Only then did Lin Nianhe turn to Rong Zhiguo: "Master, what did you call me over for?"

"What, I can’t call you over unless there’s an issue?" Rong Zhiguo said as if by routine, then he continued, "I’ve almost figured out that diagram of yours these past few days, but the production line is too big. Even if everything goes smoothly, it’ll take at least half a year to get it done."

"Master, you’ve worked hard. Here, let me give you a shoulder rub."

"Get lost!" Rong Zhiguo swatted her hand away and pulled out five yuan from his pocket for her, "Here, take it."

"Why?" Lin Nianhe took a step back.

"You think those ice pops don’t cost money?" Rong Zhiguo glared at her, "Don’t buy them next time. A bunch of grown men don’t need to be drinking soda."

"I didn’t even spend two yuan on those things. You really don’t have to do this, Master." Lin Nianhe still wouldn’t take the money.

Rong Zhiguo’s face darkened. He didn’t say a word and just stared at Lin Nianhe.

Chills ran down Lin Nianhe’s spine under his gaze, and she gave in helplessly, "Master, this—"

"You still know I’m your master?" Rong Zhiguo snorted coldly and slapped the money into Lin Nianhe’s palm, then turned around and went back to work.

Lin Nianhe held the money, at a loss.

"Junior sister, just take it," the eldest apprentice brother suddenly appeared beside Lin Nianhe and whispered, "Whenever we spend money, Master always finds an excuse to reimburse us later. That’s just the way he is. If you don’t take it, he’ll get angry."

Lin Nianhe was puzzled, "Does Master take care of all the apprentice brothers like this?"

"Mhm."

The eldest apprentice brother nodded, his expression slightly somber.

Seeing her senior brother’s expression, Lin Nianhe’s curiosity was piqued, "Did something happen in the past?"

"Kind of," the eldest apprentice brother pulled her to a corner and whispered, "When Master was an apprentice, he was always bullied by his own master. He had to give gifts before he could graduate and after graduation, his meager wages eventually all ended up in his master’s pocket... If he hadn’t been hired by the Beijing Machinery Factory afterward, who knows what would have become of him."

"When Master took me in, he told me not to bring anything to his house unless it was for New Year’s greetings, and also... no matter what happens to me in the future, if I run out of options, I should go to his house to eat."

"So don’t take to heart whatever Master says. He may be brusque, but he’s not mean-spirited. Honestly, I haven’t seen a better master than him."

This "melon" (piece of gossip) was somewhat bitter.

Lin Nianhe looked at her master’s bent back and remembered what he had said on the train, "Master will feed you."

She nodded slightly and walked towards Rong Zhiguo.

"Master..."

"Day in, day out, all you know is to call ’Master’, you—" Rong Zhiguo grumbled as he stood up straight, turned his head, and saw Lin Nianhe’s reddening eyes. He frowned, "What’s wrong? Is the money burning you?"

Lin Nianhe pursed her lips and shook her head, "No, just something in my eye."

"What else are you good for?" Rong Zhiguo said with a sneer, nodding his chin toward the door, "Go cool off outside. Don’t stick out like a sore thumb here."

Lin Nianhe nodded lightly but didn’t leave.

"Got anything else?"

"Yes."

"Then spit it out."

"Master, you’re the best master." Lin Nianhe looked at him sincerely.

Rong Zhiguo was caught off guard, his wheat-colored face blushing slightly.

Flustered, he picked up a towel and wiped his face as if trying to rub off the heat on his skin.

After clearing his throat and coughing a couple of times, Rong Zhiguo finally said, "Is your area set up yet? If there’s nothing else, get busy and take your senior brother with you. He’s in the way over here."

Eldest apprentice brother: "...?"

Lin Nianhe held back a smile, shaking her head, "We’ve finished setting up our area. If you have time, you should have a look. The most eye-catching one right as you enter is ours."

"You’re making things up. Your senior brother said that without wearing eight pairs of glasses, we couldn’t even see your exhibit."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

She truly did not believe that was something her senior brother could say.