Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 36 - 35 Not Allowing Her to Be Diligent
36: Chapter 35 Not Allowing Her to Be Diligent
36 -35 Not Allowing Her to Be Diligent
The riverbank was quite far from the task area of the fifth squad where the Educated Youths were located.
By the time they arrived, the place was already crowded with people.
They couldn’t see the scene or squeeze in, only able to hear Zhao Zhuangshi’s pig-like screams.
It was rare to have such excitement, but they could only listen.
This is truly a sad story.
On the way back from work, Wen Lan was still muttering, “Meizi, what exactly happened?
Didn’t Widow Zhao treat her son like a treasure?
How come she suddenly started beating him?”
Wang Shumei was exhausted to death, barely able to lift her feet while walking.
She half-opened her eyes and replied listlessly, “You go back and ask Nianhe, she should know.”
“Really?”
“Um.”
Wen Lan’s eyes instantly brightened, grabbing Wang Shumei’s arm for a 200-meter sprint.
Wang Shumei: “…!”
She’s going to die at Wen Lan’s hands one day!
Wen Lan dragged Wang Shumei all the way to the backyard of the Educated Youth Corps, excitedly asking Lin Nianhe, who was crouched beside the vegetable garden watering, “Hezi, what exactly happened with Widow Zhao beating her son this afternoon?
Did you see it?”
Lin Nianhe was carefully watering, not lifting her head as she replied, “Yeah, I saw it.”
“Tell me quickly!”
Lin Nianhe still didn’t look up, her movements exceptionally slow, the water in the scoop dropping drip by drip onto the ground.
She casually said, “It wasn’t much, Aunt Zhao was just scared by the incident that night and had to quickly teach her son a lesson, afraid that he would cause more trouble.”
Wen Lan was not satisfied, “That’s it?”
Lin Nianhe simply put down the water scoop, looked up at Wen Lan, and described, “She whipped him with a willow branch, very harshly, I guess Zhao Zhuangshi won’t be able to work in the fields for three to five days.”
Wen Lan let out a long “Oh” and finally showed a satisfied expression.
“He deserves it!
Such a scoundrel should be beaten like that!”
She waved her fists, expressing regret, “If only I could have squeezed in, I could have helped beat him!”
Lin Nianhe raised an eyebrow.
Lucky she didn’t squeeze in.
Otherwise, that would be another story.
Wen Lan suddenly looked at Lin Nianhe, her eyes shining even brighter, “Right, Hezi, that move you used on Widow Zhao that night, how did you do it?
I saw you pin her down so fiercely, can you teach me?”
Wen Lan had been thinking about this for several days, but every time she saw Lin Nianhe’s pale little face, she felt embarrassed to ask.
Now seeing her able to water the garden, she must be mostly recovered, right?
“Sure,” Lin Nianhe nodded, “It’s a small capture, using skillful strength, quite simple, I’ll teach you later.”
“Great!” Wen Lan was satisfied, patting Wang Shumei, who was sitting on the ground panting, “Look at you, useless, just rest, I’ll cook myself.”
Wang Shumei: “…”
She actually could walk, really!
Wen Lan ignored her explanation, sauntering back to the front yard.
Lin Nianhe looked at Wang Shumei’s aggrieved face and asked her, “What has Sister Lan done to you?”
Wang Shumei’s voice was particularly weak, “She dragged me running back.”
Lin Nianhe clicked her tongue sympathetically, got up to pour a cup of cool boiled water and gave it to her.
“Thank you.” Wang Shumei took the water, drinking it and finally recovering somewhat.
She asked, “How are things at Aunt Wang’s house?”
“They might have arrested someone,” Lin Nianhe replied softly, “But the sentencing and such will take some time.
A female comrade came in the afternoon to examine Daxi’s injuries.”
“I saw the brigade leader riding out, was he going to the Women’s Federation?”
“Probably.”
Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei chatted intermittently.
She picked up the small water scoop again, slowly watering.
Wang Shumei watched for a while before she couldn’t help but say, “That vegetable patch is yours, do you really need to be so fussy about it?”
Lin Nianhe, without lifting her head, casually replied, “They’re just ungerminated seeds, I’m afraid watering them too fast might scare them.”
Wang Shumei: “…”
She always felt out of place with them because she was too normal.
Wang Shumei watched Lin Nianhe handling it with such care, ultimately swallowing the mockery at the tip of her tongue, rested for a while and then tremblingly stood up, left her with the words “You take your time playing,” and stumbled back to the front yard, leaning on the wall.
After she left, Lin Nianhe finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The water she used contained a nutrient solution for plants that could promote their growth.
The instructions on the nutrient solution had strict dosage requirements, and it was inconvenient for her to use a spray bottle, so she could only water slowly with a ladle.
She wasn’t sick, how could she possibly spoil her own crops?
She would love to use her automatic sprinkler, which could water everything in three seconds.
Lin Nianhe continued watering; farming was new to her, and she could only learn step by step.
She had books and instructional videos related to agriculture, but most of the specialized terms in the books were nearly incomprehensible to her, and the videos mostly used modern planting methods, which were not suitable for her current situation.
She shuffled along and finished watering half a row, then stood up to stretch her sore legs when she saw Miao Yulan coming into the backyard with a washbasin.
Miao Yulan looked at the ladle in her hand, paused for a moment, and asked in surprise, “You’re watering the plants?”
“Yep.” Lin Nianhe rubbed her sore legs.
She had been running back and forth today, yet she hadn’t forgotten to labor in the fields…
Such diligence meant she deserved a good snack for supper.
Miao Yulan looked into her eyes with a bit of helplessness, “The watering should be done in the morning.”
Lin Nianhe: “…”
She looked at the ground, then at the ladle in her hand, and after being silent for three seconds, she decisively put it down by the wall corner, thanked Miao Yulan, and then went back inside to ponder the serious issue of preparing an extra meal.
It wasn’t that she was lazy or greedy, but time didn’t allow her to be more industrious.
She’d just eaten a big bowl of chicken at Wang Hong’s house, and Lin Nianhe was not hungry at all now.
The braised fish that Su Yuncheng had brought was stored in her space for tomorrow’s meal.
She wandered around the room and ultimately decided to read and answer some quiz questions.
After running around all day, she still didn’t forget to acquire knowledge; she had to treat herself to something.
With that in mind, Lin Nianhe took out a bag of nuts, picked up a book, and threw a nut into her mouth.
Lin Nianhe didn’t rush to look at the high school textbooks Si Yuncheng had brought her.
She timed herself and seriously did a mathematics paper for the middle school exam.
Once done, she checked the answers and felt a sense of achievement from all the red ticks across her paper.
After two hours bent over her desk, Lin Nianhe put down her pen and got up to do some basic anaerobic exercises on the Kang bed.
It had to be said, the Kang was indeed a great thing, aside from its original purpose, it even saved using a yoga mat for exercises.
Lin Nianhe didn’t dare to exert herself too much, her small frame needed to progress gradually, hurrying might cause more harm than good.
She worked up a light sweat, then looked at the time; it was 8:30 pm.
She took out a bath bucket to bathe, and while soaking, she flipped out the tablet that stored the high school online courses.
She never liked making things hard for herself; with this facility available, there was no need to insist on self-studying.
After bathing, Lin Nianhe, refreshed, sat back at the desk and put on an earphone to listen to the online course.
She was immersed in the ocean of mathematics, oblivious to the fact that in the two rooms of the front yard, they were discussing her.
Wen Lan sat on the edge of the Kang, soaking her feet and suddenly said, “Meizi, why do you think Hezi goes to bed so early every day?
Is she still not feeling well?”
Wang Shumei had already laid down in her bedclothes, and although she was initially somewhat sleepy, now she was a bit more alert.
Lin Nianhe not feeling well?
Of course, she didn’t believe it.
Wang Shumei thought for a minute, yawned, and said, “There’s nothing else to do even if we don’t sleep.
Xiao Lan, you should wash up quickly too, I’m so sleepy.”
“Oh, okay.”
And in the room separated from them by just a wall, all three had already lain down.
Wang Xue tossed and turned several times and finally couldn’t resist propping herself up, asking softly, “What do you think, is that gentleman really Lin Nianhe’s brother?”
