Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 592 - 591: Burying This Unfaithful Wretch

Chapter 592: Chapter 591: Burying This Unfaithful Wretch

Is the match factory rice delicious?

Not really.

This seemingly easy job actually consumed almost all of the spare time of everyone in the two teams.

Even the oxen of the two teams had lost weight from exhaustion.

They had barely started eating from this hard-earned bowl of rice, and now someone wanted to smash it?

That’s unacceptable, absolutely unacceptable.

From Lin Nianhe’s perspective, she was doing nothing wrong, she wanted to help the villagers hold onto this hard-won meal ticket.

And from Tian Qingyuan’s viewpoint, he was not wrong either; he simply chose the best path for the provincial city match factory.

So, who was wrong then?

Lin Nianhe bought some things at the Cooperative Society and was thinking over this question while tidying up at home.

She thought it over for a long time but couldn’t make sense of it.

As she was scattering seeds on the open ground in front of her door and watering them while gazing at the blue sky and white clouds, the phone suddenly rang.

Lin Nianhe quickly wiped the dust off her hands, ran back into the house, and answered the phone with feigned seriousness, "Hello, this is Su Yuncheng’s house."

She thought it was Tian Qingyuan calling, but there was silence on the other end for a solid ten seconds, followed suddenly by an outburst, "Su Yuncheng! Damn you, I’ll break you!"

This voice, it sounded a bit familiar.

Beijing.

Comrade Old Lin’s office.

He had just finished reading the confession letters from Zhang Jian and Shi Chengkun and, feeling heavy-hearted, picked up the phone and dialed Su Yuncheng’s office number.

Su Yuncheng was not in the office, and then he remembered that today was a day off, so he called Su Yuncheng’s house instead.

Then, Comrade Old Lin heard a woman’s voice on the phone at Su Yuncheng’s house!

Comrade Old Lin stayed silent, silently... silently deciding which hill to bury this unfaithful wretch under.

He was afraid of his daughter being taken advantage of from spending too much time with him, which is why he had sent Su Yuncheng away. But he could not accept that after just a month in the provincial city, Su Yuncheng had another woman in his house!

"Uh... Dad, daddy?"

Lin Nianhe wasn’t sure if it was her father on the line; after all, she had never heard Comrade Old Lin use such an agitated voice and swearing.

"Hm? Nian, Nianhe?"

Comrade Old Lin was taken aback and rubbed his ears doubtfully, softening his tone.

"Yes, it’s me!" Lin Nianhe now recognized him and, laughing, said, "Dad, are you looking for Brother Yuncheng for something? He’s out doing an investigation and not at home now."

"We’ll talk about that later, first tell me why are you at Su Yuncheng’s house!" Mr. Lin felt his blood pressure rising.

His dear daughter, his dear daughter, couldn’t have really been snatched away by that young wolf?

"Me? Our team leader sent me to discuss renting the production line with the match factory; it was a bit urgent, I didn’t get to the provincial city until twelve o’clock last night, Brother Yuncheng picked me up," Lin Nianhe knew exactly what Mr. Lin was worried about, and she didn’t dare to joke around, quickly saying, "Since he got his own place, I just stayed in the guest room. I have just finished the discussion, but I only got a train ticket for this evening, so I’m staying here for now."

Mr. Lin took a long, long sigh of relief.

But he was still a bit nervous and said with an effort to hide his embarrassment, "Well, Xiao He, you’re a grown woman now, you know there are certain things... you shouldn’t do before marriage, right?"

Lin Nianhe covered her mouth tightly, afraid that she would laugh out loud.

She gave a soft "Mmm" of acknowledgment, then hastily added another sentence to be more explicit: "Dad, rest assured, Director Wang from our Ten Miles Team specifically mentioned it."

"Oh oh oh, that’s good, that’s good, listen to what the director says, you really mustn’t do it!" Mr. Lin wiped off some cold sweat, feeling deeply that Comrade Wang Hong was truly underutilized as a women’s leader at the production brigade.

Lin Nianhe really didn’t want to linger on this topic, so she changed the subject and asked: "Are you looking for Brother Yuncheng urgently? Should I go find him for you?"

Mr. Lin knew that Su Yuncheng was investigating something recently; how could he dare let Lin Nianhe go find him? So he said, "No need, you rest well. Have him give me a call when he gets back."

"Alright, no problem, I’ll remember that." Lin Nianhe said, casually taking a piece of paper to write down a reminder and putting it beside the phone, lest she actually forget.

"That’s fine then, daddy still has work to do, so I won’t chat anymore." Mr. Lin sighed lightly and urged, "Nianhe, you should be careful these days, don’t run around randomly, okay?"

"Understood, don’t worry," she replied.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Nianhe couldn’t hold it in any longer. She sat on the sofa and burst into laughter for three minutes straight, laughing so hard that her stomach hurt.

She had no doubt that the roar from Comrade Old Lin just now was truly one of murderous intent.

She decided to make something tasty for dinner to treat Brother Yuncheng nicely.

While Lin Nianhe was pondering the dinner menu, the phone rang again.

This time it really was Tian Qingyuan.

Tian Qingyuan, immediately after Lin Nianhe’s departure, called for a meeting. Everyone debated with flushed faces for two hours before finally concluding—

"Comrade Xiao Lin, we’ve discussed it at the meeting, and we can rent the production line to you, but our production line is not cheap; we need a fifty thousand yuan deposit from you, and the rent must be paid quarterly."

This was also the match factory’s last struggle.

There was no way Ten Miles Team could come up with fifty thousand yuan. If they couldn’t manage it, then they might as well honestly be their branch factory.

As for what Lin Nianhe said about renting a production line from another factory, considering the remote location, would they not require a deposit?

Tian Qingyuan thought that at the very least, Lin Nianhe would hesitate for a moment, but unexpectedly, Lin Nianhe agreed immediately: "A deposit is needed; our brigade leader specifically spoke about this matter, it’s just that I had forgotten about it earlier. Fortunately, you mentioned it, otherwise, it would have been my oversight."

Tian Qingyuan’s breath caught.

She had even accounted for proactively spending money?

It seemed Ten Miles Team was even more determined than he imagined...

Tian Qingyuan forced a smile and said, "Okay, then I’ll come to Ten Miles Team to sign the rental agreement with your brigade leader in three days."

"Sure, please do inform us before you come, so we can give you a proper welcome."

"Okay, okay then."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Nianhe continued to prepare dinner, pondering over where to swindle... ahem... lawfully obtain the fifty thousand yuan deposit.

Somehow, a certain gray-haired Mr. Wang kept flashing through her mind.

He was even waving enthusiastically at her, as if saying: Xiao Lin, look at me! Look at me!

It was an offer too gracious to decline.

Lin Nianhe silently confirmed her choice.

Su Yuncheng had been running around for most of the day. When he returned home, he saw a delicate flowerpot with blooming white jasmine flowers on the shoe rack at the entrance.

The air was faintly filled with the fresh scent of crabs, and next to the door, there was a bamboo basket with lively crabs hopping around inside.

"You’re back."

Lin Nianhe, wearing an apron, ran out from the kitchen and pointed to the bamboo basket on the floor: "When I came back, I stopped by Sister Lirong’s place, and she gave me two baskets of river crabs. The two of us can’t finish them all, so I thought you could take a basket over to Uncle Sun’s house."