Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 576 - 575: Mines Everywhere

Chapter 576: Chapter 575: Mines Everywhere

Lin Nianhe realized she had been assimilated.

Assimilated by Ten Miles Team, assimilated by Wong Xiao and Feng Yuanshan.

In the dead of night, she groped her conscience for a long time and finally confirmed—if it was her who had just arrived here, upon seeing those piled-up crimes, she would only utter "Oh," and at most add a sentence, "People, that’s normal."

Her eyes, which had seen countless sins, were finally wiped clean of vicissitudes by them, and corn seedlings were planted.

Her restless heart gradually calmed down, and Lin Nianhe turned over and fell asleep.

Between sleep and wakefulness, she faintly heard the dear voice of Uncle Team Leader:

"Night after night not sleeping, day after day not getting up, it’s good that I never counted on you lot, the little bastards, for work, or else you’d have pissed me off to death in three days..."

Lin Nianhe turned over again.

Don’t believe or spread rumors, it’s just a dream, don’t mix it with reality.

"What are you dazing for? Go inside and take a look. She would normally check even if a rabbit hopped by, with such a commotion she hasn’t shown up, don’t tell me she’s sick again! Always need me to say it, if I don’t remind you to eat tomorrow, are you going to starve..."

With a "creak," the door opened.

Lin Nianhe buried her head into the quilt, without the slightest impulse to see who it was.

She’s at Ten Miles Team, why have so much vigilance...

"Hezi, get up quickly, some people from the city are coming to inspect the Educated Youth Corps! Hurry up, or if the Team Leader comes in and kicks you, I won’t care!"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

Although reluctant to admit it, Sister Lan’s hand had touched her, and she really could no longer deceive herself into thinking it was a dream.

Struggling to sit up, Lin Nianhe rubbed her eyes and asked, "What’s the inspection for? There’s nothing to check in our impoverished state..."

Don’t say it, really, don’t!

She didn’t know about others, but she indeed had a stack of things here that needed to be hidden!

At the very least, the storage battery in the cabinet had to be put away!

Lin Nianhe instantly woke up, jumped off the Kang bed in a roll, and didn’t forget to ask Wen Lan, "Sister Lan, how much of that woolen fabric is left in your room?"

"A whole bunch!" Wen Lan’s forehead also broke out in sweat, unusually flustered, "What should we do?"

"Don’t panic, call Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian over." While getting dressed, Lin Nianhe continued, "You go back and bundle up the fabric, we’ll have them take it up the mountain later."

"Okay!"

Wen Lan hurried out, and Lin Nianhe, after quickly organizing herself, began to collect things.

At this moment, the sky was just dimly lit, and chaos reigned in the Educated Youth Corps.

"What exactly are they going to inspect? We haven’t done anything wrong recently, right?"

"Oh my god, Zhou Chujiang, how come you’ve hidden so many foreign poetry collections? I’ve been sleeping next to you for half a year, and I didn’t even know!"

"That was left by my grandfather... Hey, hey, hey! Don’t stuff them into the stove pit! What if they want to cook, wouldn’t that burn them?"

"You all are such ancestors, where should we put these old skirts? Can we tell the inspectors that these were given to us at the Spring Trade Fair?"

Looking at those things that were taken out, Li Dahe had a splitting headache.

He really hadn’t expected, ah, that these little bastards could give him so much, such a big "surprise"!

He gritted his teeth with a grating sound, and spoke with great emphasis: "I see it clearly now, you all are a bunch of immortals! Young in age, yet daring in spirit!"

"Uncle Team Leader, could you give us the lowdown—what exactly are you going to inspect?" Lin Nianhe had just finished storing those things in her house that shouldn’t exist in this era into her space, and came out to ask.

"It’s Old Dog Shi stirring up trouble," Li Dahe rolled his eyes and said, "rambling on about paying attention to the thought issues of the Educated Youth—just finding trouble out of nothing."

Originally, Shi Chengkun had planned a surprise raid.

But such a big move couldn’t be kept secret, and once Xie Chongli got the news, he immediately notified Wong Xiao, who came knocking on the doors of each production team’s Ten Miles Team leaders in the middle of the night.

"Oh, him." Lin Nianhe actually felt relieved.

In theory, by noon today, Shi Chengkun would be taken down.

However...

Looking at the items that had been searched out in the front yard, Lin Nianhe had to admit that even if Shi Chengkun were to be sentenced to death eight times over, they couldn’t fool anyone if these things were discovered.

Li Dahe wiped his face, first pointing at Wen Lan and saying, "You move your sewing machine to my house for now, they can’t say anything about someone having a sewing machine at home;"

Then he told the male Educated Youth, "Take all of your books and letters, check them yourselves. Anything questionable, hand it over to me. I’ll hide them in the warehouse before Xiao Liu and Xiao Yuan wake up! Mixed in with match boxes, they couldn’t possibly sift through each one, could they?"

Finally, he looked at the girls’ dresses with a frown.

"There’s no issue, Uncle Team Leader, these clothes were approved by comrades from the Foreign Trade Department, designated for receiving foreign guests during the Trade Fair," Lin Nianhe said seriously, "many people saw us when we originally wore these outfits, and it would be problematic if they can’t find them."

"Why don’t you make another phone call to check?" Li Dahe was still a bit uneasy.

"I have a certification letter signed by Uncle Huang, don’t worry," Lin Nianhe said with confidence.

"Okay then, don’t just stand there, get moving!"

The Educated Youth Corps sprang into action again.

As they were at their busiest, Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian came in yawning and looking bewildered, asking, "Teacher Lin, what’s going on?"

Lin Nianhe pulled them into the backyard and told them in a low voice, "I need you two to make a trip, hide that fabric in the cave. Just leave it there and come back down, don’t tell anyone. If you encounter strangers on the way, drop the stuff and run—be smart and don’t get caught on the spot."

Wu Genmao understood and nodded repeatedly, "I’ve got it, it’s an easy job!"

Cao Shijian also nodded, "Hmm, Maomao says he gets it!"

Lin Nianhe: "..."

"Cough cough, get to work, go now while there are fewer people around."

After sending them off, Lin Nianhe confirmed that there was nothing worth inspecting in the two back rooms, and called Wang Shumei and Wen Lan to go to the village schoolhouse.

Principal Wu was already up, packing their new textbooks, moving them with Niuwa to the root cellar.

"Principal, you should go rest, we’ll handle this."

"You got everything sorted over there? If there’s anything that doesn’t fit, send it over here," Principal Wu asked in return.

"We don’t have much stuff," Lin Nianhe said to Niuwa, "Niuwa, go find Sister Xiangqin and have her send over all the wax paper and those items."

"Got it!" Niuwa immediately dropped what he was holding and ran off in a flash.

There were many potatoes in the root cellar of the village schoolhouse. Principal Wu wrapped the textbooks in oil paper, stacked them in the corner, and then piled potatoes on top as camouflage.

After nearly two hours of hectic efforts, Li Da and Wang Hong checked inside and outside thoroughly, feeling confident that there were no issues, they finally let out a sigh of relief.

"Be careful with your words, everyone, don’t talk like you do in the village, picking up any topic and running with it. Better to say less than to speak amiss, understood?" Li Dahe advised the Educated Youth, "Don’t be scared, either. We’ve never dealt with this, but other places often undergo such inspections. If they don’t discover anything, at most they’ll just have a talk with you, there’s nothing to..."

Li Dahe hadn’t finished speaking when two strangers appeared at the entrance of the village.