Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 91 - 90: Bizarre Train of Thought

Chapter 91: Chapter 90: Bizarre Train of Thought

Su Yuncheng didn’t know if giving her the dagger counted as abetting evil.

He could only console himself that it was better for her to hurt someone else than to get hurt herself.

He watched as she sprang onto the wall like a little cat and silently withdrew his hand that had wanted to help her.

Having been in Public Security for two years, his professional sensitivity allowed him to easily notice — Lin Nianhe’s agile movements indicated she had climbed over dozens of walls at least.

He chuckled softly and shook his head, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

A very faint sound came from behind the wall, followed by the sound of a door opening.

Su Yuncheng waited a while, but when no other noise followed, he quietly left.

"You look like a thief with that sneaky appearance, one would think you’re up to no good,"

Wang Shumei pursed her lips, watching Lin Nianhe who had just crawled from under the wall and whispered.

Lin Nianhe rose only after hearing footsteps fading away.

She brushed the dust off her hands, returned to Wang Shumei’s side, and asked in a low voice, "No one came by, right?"

"No," Wang Shumei looked at the pitch-black sky, "everyone’s gone back inside."

Lin Nianhe weighed for a moment but didn’t mention anything about Fu Aiguo to Wang Shumei; she just tactfully said, "I just got some news, it’s been uneasy in town recently, you better not go there, be careful."

Whenever money was mentioned, Wang Shumei became serious.

She nodded earnestly, "I know, I won’t go. Oh, and I’m writing to my brother tomorrow, do you need any tickets lately? I’ll ask him to exchange some too."

Of course, Lin Nianhe didn’t lack anything, but she still thought for a while earnestly, "I’ll check when I get back, I don’t quite remember what tickets I have."

"Okay," Wang Shumei said goodbye, "I should head back now, get some sleep early, you have a shift at the clinic tomorrow, don’t oversleep."

Had Wang Shumei not reminded her, Lin Nianhe might have forgotten.

She quickly nodded, "Alright."

As Wang Shumei walked away, a flashlight beam followed her steps, lighting the path under her feet.

Lin Nianhe waited until the door to the front yard opened and closed before turning off her flashlight and heading back inside.

She locked the door and drew the curtains before turning on the lamp and extinguishing the candle.

She sat at the desk and took out the dagger Su Yuncheng had given her.

The sheath was plain, bearing some old scratches, likely from being carried on his person for years. The blade was sharp, the cold gleam hinting at the blood it must have seen.

Lin Nianhe set down the dagger and couldn’t help but think —

When this man sat cross-legged on the kang, he didn’t even take it off; didn’t it poke him uncomfortably?

...

After returning home, Su Yuncheng stored the lamb and pears, took a small wooden box from the wardrobe, unlocked it, took out some money tickets and left the house again.

Feng Wei’s place was not far from his home; his father had passed away early, leaving only him and his elderly mother at home, and now there were two more little bastards.

"Hey, Brother Cheng."

Feng Wei came out yawning, having probably just been asleep.

"Here," Su Yuncheng handed him the money tickets, and asked, "Those two kids still behaving?"

"They are," Feng Wei hesitated for a moment but took them, "when my mother was bathing them, she saw quite a few wounds on these kids, nothing serious, probably from fighting with other village kids."

"Hmm."

Su Yuncheng didn’t mind, only saying, "It’s been two months of hardships for your mother; once their mother is out, send them away."

The chubby guy smiled innocently, "No worries, my mother’s just idling otherwise, might as well treat it as early practice for taking care of grandkids."

"Alright. Continue keeping an eye on Nine-miles Team tomorrow, let me know if there’s any news."

"Sure thing."

"Also, tomorrow you need to help me with something..."

...

"Tiechui, did you miss me?"

Early in the morning at the clinic, Comrade Miao Hongqi looked at Lin Nianhe, her listless eyes filled with a touch of despair.

Recently, she should have been immersed in sorrow, but every time she heard the word "Tiechui", her sadness shattered to pieces.

Lin Nianhe handed her a lunchbox: "Let’s eat."

Miao Hongqi carefully set aside her book before taking the lunchbox.

Lin Nianhe took out some sunflower seeds, asking her, "How’s your revision going? I see the school is almost built; you’d better hurry up a bit."

Miao Hongqi swallowed the corn paste, reporting her progress with practiced ease, "I’ve covered up to the second year of high school, and yesterday Doctor Zhou even taught me a problem."

"That’s good."

Lin Nianhe, smiling, finished her sunflower seeds, wiped her hands, and also took out a book to read.

The school, of course, was not going to be finished so soon; she was simply trying to nudge Comrade Tiechui.

After all, from what it looked like now, becoming a teacher was Miao Hongqi’s best way out.

Otherwise, how could a girl with no one to rely on, who also couldn’t do heavy work, get by?

Miao Hongqi understood this very well; despite how much pain she was in recently, she never let it interfere with her studies, and whenever she encountered a problem she didn’t understand, she would embarrassingly seek someone out to clarify it, no matter what.

Little did they know, Lin Nianhe’s often repeated phrase "the school is nearly finished" was about to come true.

Li Dahe stared at the construction team sent by the commune, dumbfounded.

"Comrade, you... you really came to help us build the school?"

"Yes!"

"And... and help out?"

"Yes!"

Li Dahe felt a slight itch on his scalp, as if his hair was about to grow.

He had been worried that the school would not be ready before the autumn harvest. He had even neglected his own little son’s wedding matters, throwing his entire being into this.

But today, the commune not only sent bricks and tiles with a tractor but also transferred the factory-building construction team over.

Li Dahe was overwhelmed with gratitude, a bit panicky.

But he suppressed his anxiety, maintaining the composed demeanor of a team leader as much as possible, his face blooming with smiles: "Thank you so much, comrades. I thank you on behalf of all the children!"

"It’s nothing, don’t mention it."

With the professional construction team’s involvement, the elementary school’s construction at Ten Miles Team progressed at a breakneck speed, which was unlike anything before.

Many children were curious and gathered around the tractor, that big fellow looked too imposing!

Li Dahe, fearing they would get in the way, waved his hand to shoo them off: "Go, go, get away."

He did want to scare the kids a bit, but he was in such a good mood that even his scolding was as gentle as a spring breeze.

The kids looked at him and scattered in all directions: "Run! The team leader’s gone mad!"

Li Dahe: "..."

He really needs to find a good teacher for these little rascals, to whip them into shape!

Thinking this, Li Dahe headed towards the Fifth Squad’s task area.

When he announced the news of the construction team’s arrival with much zeal, the villagers were thrilled—the special help from the commune signified recognition and attention! They were sure to be an advanced team this year!

But the Educated Youths had gloomy expressions.

They had to work in the fields during the day, couldn’t neglect their own plot of land at the Educated Youth Corps, and were reluctant to use candles at night, leaving them with very little time to study and revise.

Their already tight study schedule, due to the suddenly impending exam dates, became even more inadequate.