Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 61 - 60 The Play Must Go on in Full
61: Chapter 60: The Play Must Go on in Full
61 -60: The Play Must Go on in Full
Wang Shumei’s concern was precisely something Lin Nianhe hadn’t even considered.
Looking at Wang Shumei, Lin Nianhe had an especially complicated look in her eyes: “Sister Shumei, do you know what a…
pulley is?”
She had honestly never thought that transporting goods would be a problem, because to her, it wasn’t even an issue.
If a problem that could be solved with a simple pulley system, why insist on carrying things by hand?
Looking at Wang Shumei’s clear and simplistic eyes, in that moment, Lin Nianhe suddenly felt confident about the upcoming college entrance exam.
Lin Nianhe patted Wang Shumei’s shoulder and explained to her: “Simply put, tie a rope and slide the boxes down.”
Wang Shumei considered this very seriously and raised a very practical question: “What if it hits a tree?”
There were definitely trees on the mountain, it wasn’t flat ground.
Lin Nianhe rubbed her forehead, slightly pained: “Don’t worry about it, I’ll have them handle it.
They’ll need it for bringing things up the mountain too, just don’t dismantle it afterward, you can use it directly.”
With a simple sentence, Lin Nianhe made Wang Shumei believe that there was a team supporting her.
Perhaps feeling that since they could do it going up the mountain, going down wouldn’t be a problem either, Wang Shumei didn’t dwell on it for too long.
She nodded her head: “Okay, then in three days, my cousin will be passing by at night, and I’ll take them up the mountain.”
“How are you going to leave?” Lin Nianhe looked at her with doubt in her eyes, “Moreover, can you manage?”
Considering Wang Shumei’s performance the last time she went up the mountain, Lin Nianhe even doubted if she could find the way.
Wang Shumei had no problem using her brain, but this physical labor…
She touched her nose awkwardly: “Cough cough, I’ll hike up the mountain these next two days when I’m free, to get familiar with it.”
“Spare your feet,” Lin Nianhe said with pursed lips and a light chuckle, “Wait for me to calculate…”
She closed her eyes, recalling the angle and distance she’d seen the main road from the cave that day.
After a brief calculation, Lin Nianhe said: “The cave is about a mile north of the village, tell your cousin to follow the road when the time comes.
The rope for the pulley will be left on the tree, just follow the rope up the mountain, and you’ll reach the cave.”
Wang Shumei didn’t overextend herself, she just noted it down: “Got it, I know.”
At this point, neither of them had any doubts about each other.
Lin Nianhe always believed in not suspecting the people she employed, and even if the others had ideas of deceiving her, she could afford the loss of just two thousand catties of apples.
If they became too greedy and wanted to cling to her for sources…
Lin Nianhe could only leave them an intact corpse out of respect for their acquaintance.
As for Wang Shumei, she didn’t feel any psychological pressure—if they couldn’t find the goods on the mountain, at worst she would have just taken an unnecessary trip and wouldn’t suffer any real loss.
If things went smoothly, she could earn about a hundred yuan in profit, which was much better than before.
Also, working with Lin Nianhe was obviously much safer than buying goods in the black market.
At the very least, if Su Yuncheng were to catch people again, it wouldn’t be as terrifying as today.
With Lin Nianhe there, he’d at least show a friendly face, right?
Thinking of her younger sister and brother back home, Wang Shumei knew she had to give it a try.
After a brief discussion, a cooperation plan was preliminarily established.
That night, Wang Shumei was so excited that she had trouble falling asleep.
She was thinking about a hundred yuan, thinking about if this could happen every month…
Incidentally, she also revisited everything Fu Aiguo had done these days, to no avail.
Wang Shumei rarely chatted with the male Educated Youth, only occasionally talking a few words with that simple-minded Sun Guanghui, usually to remind him when he was being silly.
Fu Aiguo…
She planned to ask Sun Guanghui indirectly.
Perhaps she didn’t even need to be too subtle; Sun Guanghui might not understand if it wasn’t obvious.
Unintentionally, Wang Shumei pictured Sun Guanghui’s baffled face asking “What exactly do you want to ask?”
She couldn’t hold back and let out a low laugh.
The laughter disturbed Wen Lan, who turned over in a daze, murmured something about a flatbread, and went back to sleep.
Wang Shumei was so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes, forcibly suppressing her amusement, and continued to think about her hundred yuan, and even more hundreds of yuan, under the covers.
In the backyard, Lin Nianhe wasn’t asleep either.
She took out a set of loose black sportswear and hiking shoes from her space, changed into them, tied her long hair up high and put on a hat.
She glanced at her watch: nine o’clock.
In this era with no nightlife, at this time, almost everyone in the village was resting.
Without further hesitation, she secured her headlamp and quietly left the house.
As she closed the door, her hand hesitated slightly.
The creaking sound of the closing door followed.
The corners of Lin Nianhe’s mouth curved slightly upwards.
She didn’t lock the door, and turned to climb over the wall.
In the front yard, Wang Shumei, who hadn’t fallen asleep yet, opened her eyes upon hearing the noise from the backyard gate.
She lay there in the dark, thinking whether Lin Nianhe was getting up for a night trip or going out.
She waited and waited, not knowing how long it had been, half-dreaming and half-awake when she heard the backyard door again.
Lin Nianhe did indeed go to the mountain, but she didn’t go to the cave.
Although she had only walked that path once, she knew it well and wasn’t worried about getting lost at all.
She ran out in the middle of the night for two reasons; one was to make sure Wang Shumei knew she had gone out, and the second was…
To age the pulley!
This wasn’t like a nail that you could just rub with sand a couple of times.
There were too many people and too many observant eyes at the Educated Youth Corps.
Creating loud noises could bring trouble.
Under the dark and windy night, Lin Nianhe squatted in the woods, diligently sanding the pulley with sandpaper, occasionally taking out some snacks from her space to reward herself.
She did not head back until it was about time.
After fastening the door, Lin Nianhe washed off the dust, and took out a bunch of kebabs and cold cola.
After all the trouble she went through today, she deserved to eat something good.
For two consecutive nights, Wang Shumei heard the opening of the backyard door.
And the next day saw Lin Nianhe obviously drained, always too lazy even to cook, just coping with rice noodle strips for dinner.
On the third evening, as soon as Lin Nianhe returned to the Educated Youth Corps, Wang Shumei handed her a bowl.
Inside the bowl was dried green beans stewed with potatoes, and a white flour bun.
“This is my own ration.
I brought you a little.
Eat something,” Wang Shumei told Lin Nianhe.
“Mhm, thanks, Sister Shumei,” Lin Nianhe said without refusing, taking it and even yawning.
Seeing her like this, Wang Shumei couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, “How’s it going?”
“I’ll go out and check soon; the goods should be placed there before nine o’clock,” Lin Nianhe replied in a voice audible only to the two of them.
Wang Shumei hesitated for a moment but then said, “Xiao Lan sleeps soundly, shall I accompany you?
It’s too dangerous for you alone.”
Lin Nianhe laughed and brushed it off: “It’s okay, it’s just this one trip, no trouble at all.”
“You think I didn’t hear you opening the door the past two nights?” Wang Shumei glared at her.
Lin Nianhe feigned ignorance: “Really?
That must’ve been when I went to the latrine.”
Wang Shumei sighed lightly, didn’t expose her further, and only said, “If you don’t need my company, have them pick you up, and be careful.”
“Alright, don’t worry.”
Lin Nianhe left cheerfully with the bowl in hand, in a very good mood.
She had already visualized the scene of the little money flying towards her.
