Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 58 - 57 His Tenderness, Limited-Time Availability

58: Chapter 57 His Tenderness, Limited-Time Availability

58 -57 His Tenderness, Limited-Time Availability

Wang Shumei, carrying a basket on her back, followed behind Su Yuncheng like a child who had done something wrong, moving forward slowly.

Lin Nianhe could clearly see the expression on her face as if she was gritting her teeth, wishing she could deal with Su Yuncheng harshly.

She probably guessed where the two of them had met.

As she got closer, a smile spread across Su Yuncheng’s lips as he looked at Lin Nianhe and said, “Uncle Liu told me that you came early, went to buy something?”

Lin Nianhe glanced at her empty hands: “Yes, I bought some air from the town, it’s free and doesn’t require tickets.”

Su Yuncheng laughed lightly, still staring at her.

Lin Nianhe openly confessed, “I was originally planning to go to the Cooperative Society, but on the way, I ran into Principal Wu and went to her house to sit for a while.

She wants to establish a primary school in Ten Miles Team and we talked for a long time.”

After pondering for a moment, Su Yuncheng asked, “The auntie who was staying to your right in the hospital?”

“Uh-huh.” Lin Nianhe couldn’t help but marvel at Su Yuncheng’s memory.

He had only met Principal Wu once, merely greeting her when they parted, and yet he remembered her.

Su Yuncheng, hearing her speak so orderly, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Today, the moment he saw Wang Shumei in the black market, he became nervous, afraid that he might see Lin Nianhe in some corner.

Now knowing that she was just visiting and chatting, his heart finally settled down.

Lin Nianhe reached out and took Wang Shumei’s arm, patting her shoulder as if to comfort her: “Let’s go, I’ll treat you two to a meal.”

Wang Shumei: “…” She didn’t want to eat.

Lin Nianhe didn’t give her a chance to refuse and pulled her into the State-Owned Restaurant.

At this time, the State-Owned Restaurant did not have a wide variety of dishes, but the ingredients used were substantial, and the master chef was also skilled.

Lin Nianhe ordered three dishes: a braised pork, a pot of chicken stewed with mushrooms, and a dish of shredded potatoes, along with three bowls of rice.

Not long after, a waiter called them to get their dishes.

Su Yuncheng stood up to serve the dishes, and Lin Nianhe did not stop him, taking the opportunity to ask Wang Shumei, “What exactly happened?

Were you caught?”

Wang Shumei knew she couldn’t hide her secret when she saw Lin Nianhe’s shrewd eyes and simply admitted, “Almost!”

What could she do if she didn’t admit it?

As soon as she turned around, Su Yuncheng would tell Lin Nianhe.

“Although he didn’t catch me, he said that in the future I’m not allowed to set foot in there!

If he sees me there again, even if I ran away, he would go to the Educated Youth Corps and drag me out.”

Wang Shumei was seething with rage.

She had misunderstood Su Yuncheng.

She always thought Su Yuncheng was a very gentle person, never expecting that his gentleness, like the meat buns at the State-Owned Restaurant, had a limited offer.

“Time”—Lin Nianhe was there.

Lin Nianhe pondered over Wang Shumei’s words, then said softly after a moment of contemplation, “He recently mentioned to me that it was chaotic over there and could lead to trouble.”

Wang Shumei caught her breath and took a gulp of water from the cup on the table before saying, “I know, I had a feeling something was off today.”

If she had not felt something abnormal, she would not have obediently followed Su Yuncheng to leave.

During the twenty or so days in Ten Miles Team, she hadn’t learned much else, but a stubbornly combative attitude had rooted itself in her mind.

“Tch, a seasoned hand, huh.” Lin Nianhe looked at her with a side-eye, “My apologies.”

So that’s why, she thought, Wang Shumei dared to rest for half a month each time; she had other ways to make money.

As they were talking, Su Yuncheng came back with the dishes.

Lin Nianhe handed the chopsticks to Wang Shumei: “Come on, let’s eat.”

She also passed a pair of chopsticks to Su Yuncheng: “Brother Yuncheng, eat more.”

“Okay.”

Su Yuncheng actually wanted to talk to her about the five yuan business, but with Wang Shumei there, he had to swallow it back.

This matter had been weighing on his mind for many days, but with his busy work, he had no time to visit her.

All in all, it had been almost half a month since they had seen each other.

Su Yuncheng ate his meal, glancing occasionally at Lin Nianhe.

Seeing that her cheeks were still tender and she hadn’t lost weight, his worry finally eased a bit.

Wang Shumei initially didn’t have much of an appetite, but after eating a piece of braised pork, she threw all her worries to the back of her head, turning her anger into an appetite.

They finished the meal thoroughly, and Su Yuncheng asked Lin Nianhe, “Do you have enough ration tickets for the Cooperative Society?

I have some at home, should I bring them for you?”

“No need,” Lin Nianhe shook her head, “I brought a lot from home, and haven’t used much yet.”

“That’s good,” Su Yuncheng nodded, “I have things to do this afternoon, you should go back early, and be careful on the way.”

“Okay.” Lin Nianhe waved to him, “Goodbye.”

“Goodbye.”

Wang Shumei always felt that when Su Yuncheng left, he gave her a warning look.

It seemed to say: Don’t lead Lin Nianhe astray.

Wang Shumei’s head ached.

“Let’s go, to the Cooperative Society.” Wang Shumei said listlessly.

“Okay…”

Lin Nianhe was about to leave when she caught a glimpse of the State-Owned Restaurant staff carrying out two large steamer baskets.

The savory aroma of meat buns permeated the air.

She dashed over in an instant and secured the first place in line.

“Sister Shumei, come quick!”

She waved Wang Shumei over.

Wang Shumei approached, puzzled, and asked her, “Why are you buying buns now?”

“I forgot to bring a lunchbox, just getting a couple of buns for Sister Lan.” Lin Nianhe explained as she handed over a money ticket, “I want four meat buns.”

After all, they always cooked special meals; they couldn’t forget about Wen Lan!

The server, expressionless, accepted the money ticket and wrapped four buns in greased paper for Lin Nianhe.

“Phew…

it’s so hot!”

Lin Nianhe juggled the package between her hands before placing it in Wang Shumei’s basket.

Wang Shumei: “…”

She was still a sick patient with a sprained ankle; was it really okay to have her carry things?

Lin Nianhe showed no sympathy for Wang Shumei’s injured state and dragged her to the Cooperative Society, symbolically buying ten pounds of rice and a pound of glutinous rice strips for snacks.

Wang Shumei didn’t buy anything but kept giving Lin Nianhe a mournful look.

Lin Nianhe was so creeped out by her gaze that she couldn’t help but say, “Please don’t escalate personal behavior to the level of neighbors!

Sister Shumei, don’t always look at me like that, it’s not like I’m the one stopping you, right?”

“I know it’s not you,” Wang Shumei replied, “but you seem easier to bully.”

Lin Nianhe: “…?”

Heh, she clearly knew nothing about her own strength.

Lin Nianhe was pondering whether to teach her a direct lesson or to trick her indirectly when her face was suddenly pinched by Wang Shumei.

Lin Nianhe: “…!”

Wang Shumei: “Tsk, really soft.”

Lin Nianhe slapped her hand away and rolled her eyes at her, “Stop touching me, are you forcing me to take action?”

Wang Shumei: “Oh, quite fierce.”

Lin Nianhe: “…”

Is it that she can no longer wield a knife, or has Wang Shumei become too cocky?

Does she honestly think I wouldn’t hit an invalid?

Lin Nianhe narrowed her eyes and reached for the soft flesh on Wang Shumei’s waist with her mischievous little hand.

“Hey?

Hahaha…

I was wrong, I was wrong, stop it!”

“Tsk, quite a soft waist.”

“Hahaha…

If you tickle me again, I’m going to hit you!”

“Oh, quite fierce.”

Lin Nianhe was never one to hold a grudge, she would settle it on the spot.

Having teased Wang Shumei, Lin Nianhe felt refreshed and clear-headed.

Wang Shumei, however, laughed until she was out of breath and, mustering her strength, headed back to the Educated Youth Corps, collapsing onto the little stool by the door and carelessly throwing her basket to the side.

“Crash—”

The greased paper package and the bright red dates rolled out of the basket in a scramble, scattering on the ground.

Lin Nianhe’s step towards Wang Shumei abruptly turned, and she headed east instead.

“Stop right there!”