Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 33 - 32 One Should Not Be Too Kind
33: Chapter 32: One Should Not Be Too Kind
33 -32: One Should Not Be Too Kind
Once human survival is assured, there is an instinctive pursuit for spiritual fulfillment, which often leads to an increasing sense of emptiness. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
Lin Nianhe described it as overfed boredom.
Otherwise, she really couldn’t explain how Wang Xue could come back from work looking so clean and refreshed, the only sign of her labor in the fields being a faint blush on her cheeks.
Lin Nianhe didn’t know what Wang Xue needed Su Yuncheng’s help with, nor could she make decisions on his behalf.
She silently stepped back, not wanting to get involved in Su Yuncheng’s love interest.
Seeing Lin Nianhe not refusing, Wang Xue immediately approached, holding a letter to Su Yuncheng, she said, “Comrade, you’re heading back to town, right?
Could you trouble you to post a letter home for me?”
She looked at Su Yuncheng intently, her enthusiasm bordering on boldness.
But she was in for a disappointment.
Su Yuncheng simply turned his head politely, his gaze lowered, hiding all emotions.
“Sorry, I have official duties today and won’t be going back to town.
If it’s not urgent, you can wait for the postman to come and give it to him.”
“I do have some…”
Before she could finish the word “urgent,” Su Yuncheng had already interrupted her, continuing, “If you’re in a hurry, you can ask the team leader to do it for you; I heard he’s going to the commune later.”
Wang Xue unconsciously bit her lower lip.
She had anticipated his refusal, but never imagined it would come so directly and thoroughly, blocking off all her arguments in two sentences.
She had come here using all her courage.
Now her mind was spinning, completely unsure of what to say next to leave with dignity.
As Wang Xue was still pondering her next move, Su Yuncheng had already turned his head back.
His gaze no longer evasive, he looked at Lin Nianhe’s lovely face with a smile.
It’s unclear where she got a piece of jerky from, chewing it carelessly, her cheeks puffed out like a squirrel.
She appeared completely detached from the situation, as if watching an entertaining drama.
Su Yuncheng pretended she was oblivious, his lips curved into a helpless chuckle.
He said, “I’m going now, have a good meal, and come find me if you have any troubles.”
“Okay,” Lin Nianhe nodded, her voice a bit muffled, “Then take care on your way.”
“Mhm.”
Su Yuncheng wanted to ruffle her fluffy little head but resisted the impulse, finally controlling his hand.
Wang Xue was still standing where she was, and Su Yuncheng deliberately avoided her, not even giving her a chance to brush past, and quickly left with his bicycle.
As he left, he happened to overhear a discussion about “his sister.”
Su Yuncheng hung the bag with the lunchbox on the handlebars, and Feng Wei immediately spotted the subtlety: “Brother Cheng, what’s in the lunchbox?
Did your sister make you something special?”
The three of them were chatting while biking away, and only after getting some distance from the Educated Youth Corps did Su Yuncheng say, “The kid is just fussing, worried I wouldn’t eat well.”
They had an understanding to not stand on ceremony with each other, so her giving him food was naturally not because he had given her too much; it must be just because she wanted to share something delicious with him.
Feng Wei stared at Su Yuncheng’s lunchbox, swallowing hard: “Wha-what did you take?”
Su Yuncheng: “What concern is it of yours?”
“…”
Feng Wei’s hands on the handlebars shook, nearly tumbling into the ditch.
Brother Cheng has changed!
He used to share anything good with them before!
Zhou Fenyang was trailing a bit, pedaling with some difficulty.
Initially, she was determined to push herself, but now, irritated by Su Yuncheng’s show-off tone, she felt a sudden urge to act rashly.
“Yuncheng, I can’t pedal anymore, could you slow down a bit?”
Su Yuncheng didn’t even turn his head: “Then you pedal slowly, we’ll go ahead first.”
“Su Yuncheng!” Zhou Fenyang’s voice raised by eight octaves, “You want to leave me here all alone?”
Su Yuncheng glanced at the bright sky, then shifted his gaze to Feng Wei.
The chubby kid immediately understood the meaning in that look, and begrudgingly slowed down, saying to Zhou Fenyang with a pout: “Sister Yang, I’ll stay with you, let’s pedal slowly together.”
He wished to get back to the corps earlier as well.
But not listening to Brother Cheng meant no meat to eat, after all.
Zhou Fenyang: “…”
Who needs his company!
Lin Nianhe was unaware that her return gift had been misinterpreted by Su Yuncheng.
She swallowed the jerky in her mouth and said to the dispirited Wang Xue: “If you don’t get back to work soon, you might lose points.”
Wang Xue snapped back to reality, her gaze instinctively turning towards Lin Nianhe as her brows furrowed.
Her eyes were a light color, and although she hadn’t mentioned any of those unwarranted concerns, it made Wang Xue feel as though all of her worries were seen through.
Wang Xue felt a dryness in her throat and, in an attempt to conceal her guilt, hastily claimed, “I, I’m going to the team leader to send a letter.”
Lin Nianhe chuckled lightly, going with the flow she nodded: “Alright, then you better hurry on with that.”
Her nonchalant reaction sent Wang Xue fleeing as if staying any longer in the backyard would suffocate her.
What she didn’t know was that Lin Nianhe truly hadn’t thought much about it.
She had actual business to take care of—
She had to change the dressing on Wang Xixi’s wounds.
No sooner had Lin Nianhe entered the Wang Family’s gate than she met Wang Hong’s slightly swollen eyes.
“Miss Lin, you’re here.” It seemed Wang Hong had already thrown yesterday’s hardships to the back of her mind and was back to her brisk, straightforward self, “Perfect timing, I stewed a chicken for Daxi.
I was planning to have Huanhuan bring you a bowl, but since you’re here, you can take it back with you.”
“Don’t bother,” Lin Nianhe waved her hand immediately, “My brother brought me braised fish, and we won’t be able to finish it tonight before it spoils.”
Wang Hong rolled her eyes at her: “What?
You think my chicken soup isn’t good enough?”
“That’s not it at all.” Lin Nianhe replied seriously, “Everyone says Aunt Wang’s cooking is the best in the commune, and even the way she smashes cucumbers is prettier than anyone else’s.
How about you smash a cucumber for me?
Let me see what a really good-looking smashed cucumber looks like?”
Wang Hong laughed out loud, poking Lin Nianhe’s forehead with her hand: “You sure have a way with words.”
Lin Nianhe: “…”
This was like avoiding the beginning of the month but not the fifteenth.
She rubbed her forehead and said softly, “My brother said they’re going to Nine-miles Team to arrest people.
When do you think you will go to the Women’s Federation to file a complaint?”
Wang Hong was about to poke her again out of habit but seeing the red mark she left on the spot she had just touched, she quickly retracted her hand, not daring to touch this delicate girl anymore.
“I wrote the report last night, and later I’ll have the team leader take it over.
Tomorrow I’ll go there myself,” Wang Hong had already arranged everything, then told Lin Nianhe, “You’re still young, don’t always worry about things so much, no wonder you’re not growing taller.”
Lin Nianhe: “…?”
Her, her…
In her past life, she was 172 cm tall, a standard long-legged beauty.
But could she say that?
Clearly not.
Lin Nianhe, with a heart full of rebuttals, was unable to speak up and could only look pitifully at Wang Hong.
To think she was considering Wang Hong’s interests, figuring that if Wang Hong had to go to the Women’s Federation, she would stay behind to take care of Wang Xixi for a while.
Indeed, one shouldn’t be too kindhearted; it only leads to getting hurt oneself.
While Lin Nianhe was pondering whether she should continue to be a cold-hearted loner, Wang Hong brought a steaming bowl of chicken soup in front of her:
“Here, drink this.
You look so thin.”
Lin Nianhe looked at the big chicken leg in the bowl and sniffled.
Well, Aunt Wang was just speaking the truth, it wasn’t such a big sin.
