Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 573 - 572: Uncle Wong Receives Honors at the Temple

Chapter 573: Chapter 572: Uncle Wong Receives Honors at the Temple

Watching Lin Nianhe’s smug look, Wong Xiao felt particularly reassured.

However—

"Why do I feel that Old Dog Shi still won’t settle down? He’s just not that type of person."

Wong Xiao stroked his chin, lost in thought.

"I also think he won’t settle down, but what does that have to do with us?" Lin Nianhe said with a light laugh, "Mr. Xie hopes for Shi Chengkun’s downfall more than us, and Zhang Jian wishes for Shi Chengkun to drop dead at home more than anyone... Let them fight it out. Let’s close our doors and make some little money."

Those words deeply resonated with Wong Xiao. He nodded decisively: "Exactly, exactly, making money is the most important! Just yesterday, I was discussing with Old Ji, we can’t rely only on our branch for output. We also have to increase our construction efforts—my initial goal is to allow the comrades who do odd jobs in the town to become official workers!"

Lin Nianhe was somewhat surprised and cupped his fist towards Wong Xiao, "Uncle Wong has a far-reaching vision. Go for it."

Wong Xiao’s proposal was naturally good for the people, but it would just lead Factory Director Ji to cry for the climbing costs.

While they were talking, some students with backpacks arrived for class.

"Good morning, Teacher Lin! Good morning, Uncle Wong!"

"Ah, ah! Good morning to you too!" Wong Xiao immediately smiled brightly, patting each child on the head. Seeing the tattered cloth backpacks the children were carrying, he looked at Lin Nianhe with confusion, "Didn’t they say that comrades from the military zone donated a batch of backpacks? Why are they still..."

Those colorful backpacks were actually made by Principal Wu and a few teachers from scraps of cloth from the textile factory before school started.

Before Lin Nianhe could reply, a student said, "The backpacks given by the uncles and aunties are too good. We can’t use such good ones for school."

It’s just that they couldn’t bear to use them.

Wong Xiao’s heart, which had just eased, became weighed down again.

The road to wealth is long and arduous.

"Alright, go to school quickly, Uncle Wong needs to go to work too." Lin Nianhe, seeing the change in the leader’s expression, chuckled and said to the students.

"Okay—"

"Goodbye, Uncle Wong!"

The students bounced away, not feeling any shame about their backpacks.

"Sigh!"

Watching their departing figures, Wong Xiao heaved a heavy sigh.

Lin Nianhe glanced at him and tossed another knife over, hitting Wong Xiao right in the heart: "When I went to elementary school, I never even had a backpack like this."

Wong Xiao: "Earn money! Earn money! I’m going to a meeting with the construction team right now! Build factories! Produce! Earn all the foreigners’ money!"

Lin Nianhe looked at him full of admiration, hands over heart, dramatically saying, "Uncle Wong! The children’s futures and dreams are in your hands!"

"Hmm!"

Wong Xiao, full of energy, nearly made sparks fly off his bicycle.

Lin Nianhe watched him ride away, feeling a sense of admiration: "Uncle Wong truly... deserves to be honored in the Temple."

"What? Wong Xiaokou is going to die? When?"

The sudden voice of Li Dahe from behind startled Lin Nianhe.

She turned around, somewhat helplessly: "Uncle Team Leader, that was quite an interruption; I don’t even know how to respond to that."

"You’ve already sent Wong Xiaokou to the temple, and I am the one interrupting?" Li Dahe, with hands behind his back, appeared in a rather good mood.

Lin Nianhe made a face: "You take your walk; I’m off to class."

"Go on, if a teacher is late, there’s fun to be had." Li Dahe waved his hand.

Lin Nianhe had just taken a few steps when Li Dahe suddenly shouted from behind her: "Girl, these next few days you stay put in the Team, no straying out, not even to the town!"

Lin Nianhe’s steps faltered, and she laughed.

She thought as much; how could Uncle Team Leader just happen to be passing by.

She turned around and waved to Li Dahe: "Alright, got it."

"Um."

Li Dahe answered vaguely and then turned his back, continuing to stroll through the village as if nothing had happened.

...

provincial city.

Zheng Lirong held the letter, looking at Zhou Xu with a slightly strange expression: "Are you a postman?"

"Yes."

"So you delivered the letter from Lan County to the provincial city?"

"Yes."

"Then you don’t deliver even a hundred letters a year, do you?"

Zhou Xu: "..."

Zheng Lirong smiled briskly and put the letter on the kang table, turning to Laosi beside her, "Laosi, take this young brother to have a meal, treat him well for me." After speaking, she stood up, patted Zhou Xu on the shoulder with a somewhat apologetic look, "Sorry brother, I’m quite busy, don’t mind it, staying here is just like being at home."

Zhou Xu’s frown was barely perceptible: "I can just stay at the guest house, I’ll be returning tonight."

"Hey, what’s the rush? My sister troubled you to come all this way, how could I as her elder sister not take good care of you? Listen to me, stay here for a few days, rest well, and by the way, I have some stuff to send back to my sister, I’ll have to trouble you to deliver it."

Zheng Lirong spoke politely, but her tone brooked no argument, and Laosi immediately stepped forward, slinging his arm over Zhou Xu’s shoulder to prevent him from leaving.

Zhou Xu, who was originally a scout, understood the situation all too well. It was clear they did not trust him and wanted to detain him for confirmation.

He had nothing to hide, and directly nodded: "Okay, then I’ll trouble you, sister."

"Alright, go."

Zheng Lirong was all smiles, watching as Laosi led Zhou Xu away, only then did her brow furrow.

She pinched the letter in her hand, feeling uneasy.

If Lin Nianhe were to send her a letter, Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian would be her first choices, or at least someone familiar. Zheng Lirong had never seen this young man before, so the source of the letter was dubious.

Zheng Lirong tore open the envelope, carefully read through it once, recognized that it was Lin Nianhe’s handwriting and understood the meaning.

But she felt even more anxious.

Lin Nianhe was in Lan County, how could she have conflicts with officials in the city, and how did it extend to the provincial city?

This turn of events was too big, and she couldn’t help but overthink.

Zheng Lirong’s first thought was that Lin Nianhe was coerced, someone forced her to write such a letter, but the purpose... she couldn’t figure out at the moment, but it definitely wasn’t anything good.

She paced back and forth in the courtyard several times, pondering for a long while before she picked up the phone.

"Hello, Ten Miles Team."

"Hello, hello," Zheng Lirong said with a smile, "This is Zheng Lirong, I would like to speak with my daughter, Zheng Shan."

"Alright, I’ll go call her, call back in a moment."

"Okay, okay."

Waiting was always torturous, Zheng Lirong was in a state of tension, unable to settle down.

She stared at her watch, wishing she could kick time to move faster.

After enduring a long five minutes, Zheng Lirong couldn’t stand it anymore and made another call.

After a while, just when Zheng Lirong was about to hang up and call again, the phone was picked up:

"Sister Lirong, it’s Lin Nianhe."

Lin Nianhe’s crisp voice came through.

Zheng Lirong’s legs went weak, she sat down on the kang, covering her heart and letting out a long sigh of relief: "Ah my little ancestor, I thought something had happened to you!"

"Uh... sorry Sister Lirong, I just remembered you hadn’t met Eldest Brother Zhou before, I worried you," Lin Nianhe sounded extremely apologetic, "Things have been busy recently, and the matter in the letter was very important, so I didn’t ask Wu Genmao and the others to deliver it."

"It’s okay, it’s okay, as long as you’re fine." Zheng Lirong breathed a sigh of relief, and remembering the content of the letter, she unconsciously lowered her voice, "Sister, what exactly happened there? Should I have Laosi take some people over and give that Shi a sack beating?"