Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 89 - 88 Blatant Threats

Chapter 89: Chapter 88 Blatant Threats

Wang Shumei indeed didn’t react at first, now staring at that half a slab of mutton, her first thought wasn’t about eating, but about money.

She felt as if she had opened a sack full of banknotes.

She stared at the meat, even forgetting to think: "Alright, I’ll go back and think it over."

Lin Nianhe stopped her with an even more brilliant smile: "Tonight my brother is dining at my place, he doesn’t know about my situation, so let’s say this mutton and pears were gifts from your brother, and that we traded them, okay?"

Wang Shumei watched her for a moment, thoughtfully said: "If you’re asking me this way... does that mean I could choose not to cooperate? I’m really afraid of deceiving the Public Security officers."

Lin Nianhe: "I’ll split the meat and pears with you."

Wang Shumei: "Alright, I’ll adapt to the situation."

Lin Nianhe immediately picked up a kitchen knife and divided the mutton, packing some pears for Wang Shumei.

Wang Shumei left smiling from ear to ear with her goods, and told her: "You really understand me, I’m not someone to take small advantages, it’s just recently seeing Xiao Lan studying so hard, I need to nourish her a bit."

Lin Nianhe responded with a smile, raising an eyebrow: "Yeah, no problem, the fleece comes from the sheep itself."

Wang Shumei: "..."

This lass wouldn’t count all the meat she’s eaten into the cost, would she?

She analyzed carefully, based on Lin Nianhe’s character... it wasn’t impossible.

Lin Nianhe, seeing the skepticism in her eyes, rolled her eyes and turned back into the house.

There’s just no basic trust between people anymore.

Lin Nianhe listened to the diminishing footsteps outside, let out a chuckle and then took out a brand-new copper hot pot, and began slicing mutton.

After work, Su Yuncheng’s white shirt was soaked with sweat and covered in quite a bit of dust.

Thinking that Lin Nianhe would have to continue living like this for quite some time made him frown even more.

He thought of something that he could do to help her.

Su Yuncheng, while walking, thought it through very seriously.

Perhaps because of his profession, no one stopped him along the way, nor did anyone ask him anything.

"Brother Yuncheng, you’ve worked hard."

The young girl’s crisp voice interrupted his thoughts.

Su Yuncheng looked up and saw her standing at the door, grinning at him.

He pushed aside the thoughts in his head, his lips unknowingly curling up.

He looked up; no smoke was coming from the chimney.

He asked while washing his hands: "What are we eating tonight? I’ll cook."

"No need."

Lin Nianhe’s eyes curved as she smiled, walked up behind him with hands behind her back, and whispered: "Sister Shumei’s brother brought a lot of mutton and pears for her, I bought some from her, we’re having shabu-shabu tonight, I’ve already cut up the meat."

Su Yuncheng frowned: "Her brother is from Hei Province?"

"No," Lin Nianhe shook her head, "her family is in Liao Province, her brother came here for some business and brought them specially."

In Su Yuncheng’s view, Wang Shumei had a history, he habitually asked a few more questions: "Her brother, is he a blood relative?"

"I remember he’s a cousin," Lin Nianhe answered, "he’s come to see Sister Shumei a couple of times before, he’s a truck driver."

"Oh, I see."

Su Yuncheng breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn’t strange for a truck driver who ferries goods back and forth, dealing directly with many factories, to get hold of some mutton.

He finished washing his hands, said in a low voice to Lin Nianhe: "It’s not very peaceful in the town, don’t learn from them, don’t go to places you shouldn’t."

Lin Nianhe nodded like a pecking chicken: "I know, when I go to town, it’s either to the clinic or to see Principal Wu, I have no clue where else to go."

She stood there pert and obedient, looking too well-behaved.

Su Yuncheng looked into her clear eyes, feeling he was worrying too much.

But soon he had another question—

"Where did you get the copper hot pot?"

Lin Nianhe: "Bought it on the train."

Su Yuncheng: "..."

Did she come across a blacksmith on the train...?

Lin Nianhe burst into laughter: "Just kidding, I brought it from home."

She looked like she was snickering to herself after doing something bad, covering her mouth as she laughed and ran off.

Su Yuncheng’s mood fluctuated greatly that day, and he briefly lost the ability to think rationally, feeling the latter explanation was somewhat reliable.

He didn’t say much more, lit a coal briquette to put into the fire pot, then started to serve the dishes back and forth.

Since there was a tablecloth on the table, Lin Nianhe decided to use the platform bed as a table for eating.

Here, it’s perfectly normal to eat while sitting on the platform bed, but she wasn’t quite used to it, hence had been eating at the table all along.

The water rippled, the lamb was put in, and in just a few seconds, it was cooked.

Lin Nianhe ate a piece of lamb, her eyes narrowing in bliss.

As someone from Beijing, her love for shabu-shabu was far greater than her love for other styles of hot pot.

Su Yuncheng felt the same. It had been many years since he had left his hometown, and he hadn’t had shabu-shabu in a long time.

Especially with her across from him.

Seeing her contented look, he said: "If you want to eat this again, let me know and I’ll buy the lamb for you."

"Sure." Lin Nianhe nodded with a smile, pushing a bottle of herbal tea towards him, "I made it myself, give it a try."

Made by herself -- she meant twisting open the bottle cap and pouring it into the tea container.

Su Yuncheng took a sip and generously praised it: "Delicious."

Lin Nianhe’s eyes curved with her smile, and after eating for a while, she casually asked, "Brother Yuncheng, does Aunt Wang also not know what you want to ask? Maybe I know, try telling me."

Su Yuncheng was slightly startled: "Hmm?"

"I see you’re not in a good mood, are you facing some trouble?" Lin Nianhe asked.

Su Yuncheng’s mood, which had been sulky all afternoon, cleared up.

She had noticed he was preoccupied, so she had intentionally prepared this meal with a taste of home and brewed the herbal tea.

The little girl actually cared so much about him.

In an instant, Su Yuncheng thought of many things.

A smile touched the corners of his eyes, and he shook his head: "No, Director Wang has told me everything. I was just thinking about a case, it’s slightly complicated."

He was embarrassed to admit he’d been pondering how to converse with her.

"Oh, I thought you had run into some trouble."

Lin Nianhe heaved a sigh of relief. She picked up a slice of lamb meat, dipped it in sesame sauce, and ate it.

With delicious food in front of her, Lin Nianhe happily ate, even forgetting to ask him if, since there was no issue on his mind, why he had gone out of his way to do chores for her?

These little concerns were insignificant compared to shabu-shabu.

They ate a lot, and when Su Yuncheng was leaving, Lin Nianhe insisted on packing up most of the lamb and pears for him.

"It’s so hot today, and I can’t finish it all by myself. It’d be a shame if it went bad. Plus, I was planning to bring it to you anyway."

He couldn’t bear to refuse her concern.

Su Yuncheng slowly rolled his cart away, not forgetting to remind her: "Don’t close the windows immediately when you go back, leave them open a bit longer."

"Okay, I know."

As they spoke, they walked past the eastern wall.

The educated youth in the front yard were taking advantage of the remaining daylight to study, coincidentally, Fu Aiguo was not among them.

He... had just stepped through the gate, holding a large cloth bag, headed straight for the water jar to drink, looking completely exhausted.

"Hey? Aiguo, you’re back." Wang Dong and his little bamboo pole turned to ask, "Why did you get back from town so late? We saved some food for you."

"Mm, thanks." Fu Aiguo responded, carrying his cloth bag inside.

This unremarkable conversation was fully overheard by Su Yuncheng.

His gaze sharpened slightly, and immediately he made a meaningful eye gesture towards Lin Nianhe.