Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 73 - 72 She Hasn’t Swung a Brick for Many Years

73: Chapter 72 She Hasn’t Swung a Brick for Many Years

73 -72 She Hasn’t Swung a Brick for Many Years

On the country lane, two bicycles kicked up dust as they sped towards Ten Miles Team.

With sweat pouring down his head, Zhou Xu was trailing behind Su Yuncheng and said, “Brother Cheng, the leader of Nine-miles Team is just a smiling tiger.

I heard comrades from the commune say he’s been pocketing things for years.”

“Hmm,” Su Yuncheng seemed to be lost in thought, nodding without expression.

Zhou Xu glanced over at him and asked again, “But they collude and don’t tell the truth, what do we do about this?”

After a moment of silence, Su Yuncheng answered, “I remember that Director Wang of Ten Miles Team is Wang Wei’s cousin, and she has some connections with the Zhang Family, let’s go ask her.”

Zhou Xu’s legs stiffened, nearly falling off the bike.

Wiping off his sweat and twitching at the mouth, he said, “Right, right, right, we should pay a visit to Ten Miles Team for an investigation.

Even if the villagers have reasons to cover for them, I believe the Educated Youth Corps won’t keep it secret, let’s go ask there!”

As he spoke, he quickly cast a glance at Su Yuncheng.

Su Yuncheng gave a low “hmm” in affirmation, slowing down a bit.

Zhou Xu let out a long sigh of relief, feeling somewhat easier.

Ever since they left the post office, his Brother Cheng kept up a punishing pace citing “urgent official business,” almost causing the bike chains to spark from the friction.

That pace would have been a piece of cake before Zhou Xu’s leg injury, but now, he was exhausted to the bones.

Waiting for him to catch up again, Su Yuncheng said indifferently, “You should train more, you can’t even keep up with normal speed.”

Zhou Xu: “…”

Twenty minutes from the town to Nine-miles Team, and he calls that normal speed?

Zhou Xu tearfully accepted this painful concern, “Got it, I know.”

He sniffed and, thinking of his own leg, suggested, “Brother Cheng, it’s not appropriate for just the two of us men to go directly to Director Wang’s house, right?

How about we first go to the Educated Youth Corps and ask Comrade Lin to take us?”

Su Yuncheng replied, “Alright.” And then, the speed slowed down even further.

Zhou Xu wished he could slap himself!

If he knew the solution was this simple, he would have said so earlier!

The two bicycles entered Ten Miles Team one after the other.

They hadn’t reached the Educated Youth Corps yet when they already heard a quarrel from a distance.

“…Damn it, I’ll beat you to death!”

“Tsk, quite ambitious, go ahead and hit me then.

Oh, you can’t even touch me!”

“You damn brat, stand still!

I will hack you to death!”

“Sister Lan, step aside!

Let her come at me.

The last one who said they’d ‘kill me’ is now buried so deep even their grave’s weeds are taller than their great-grandfather…

Come on, don’t be a coward, the one who dodges is a wuss!”

That clear and crisp Beijing accent, Zhou Xu was all too familiar with it.

Zhou Xu: “Brother Cheng, are we…” Was this an inopportune time?

Before he could finish his sentence, Su Yuncheng had already casually left his bicycle and dashed into the Educated Youth Corps compound.

Zhou Xu paused, remembering Lin Nianhe’s frail figure.

He quickly dismounted, not bothering to hide his limp, and followed quickly, even forgetting to pick up their fallen bicycles.

After entering the compound, Zhou Xu was stunned.

He expected to see his sister-in-law looking pitifully beaten while still verbally defiant, but in reality —

Lin Nianhe held a large kitchen knife in her right hand, with her left hand loosely holding onto Wang Shumei, dragging her as she chased Mrs.

Miao with the knife…

If Mrs.

Miao hadn’t been constantly pulling Wen Lan to dodge, she’d probably be chopped into eight pieces by now.

The scene was somewhat horrifying, and Zhou Xu stiffly turned his head to look at Su Yuncheng.

Brother Cheng, you have both the looks and the family background, why not consider…

switching to someone else before it’s too late?

Sister Lin only seems soft and bully-able, after all.

Su Yuncheng was also a bit stupefied.

He had thought that the girl had grown up and would not impulsively swing a brick to fight anymore, but…

The little girl had indeed grown up, no longer swinging a brick…

Now she wielded a kitchen knife.

Over the past two years at the police station, Su Yuncheng had seen quite a few female comrades fight, all with the demeanor of shrews, which irritated and annoyed him.

But Lin Nianhe…

Her cheeks were puffed, her face flushed, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red.

Her slender arms seemed unable to bear the weight of the kitchen knife and were even trembling slightly.

Like a little rabbit pushed into a corner, ready to bite.

Lin Nianhe’s hands were indeed shaking.

With anger.

Her eyes were indeed a bit red. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Also with anger.

In fact, she had calmed down after taking up the kitchen knife.

This was not the apocalypse; she didn’t need to embroil herself in a life-and-death legal dispute over a shrew.

Originally, she just intended to scare people with the kitchen knife.

She understood better than anyone that bullies would wimp out the moment they faced real resistance.

But when she rounded the east wall and saw Miao Yulan beaten within an inch of her life, the violence in her heart surged once again.

The image of Miao Yulan timidly borrowing the newspaper kept fluttering before her eyes; she couldn’t ignore it.

Even a tiger doesn’t eat its cubs; some people are worse than beasts.

Lin Nianhe’s threat carried a bit more sincerity.

The first time she swung down, the blade grazed Mrs.

Miao’s nose, breaking the skin slightly.

The pain and the sight of blood were so frightening that she thought her nose had been sliced off.

Beating a shrew who was scared out of her wits was simply too easy.

Lin Nianhe had good control over the angle at which she swung the kitchen knife, each time scaring her half to death, yet avoiding actually wounding her.

After half a day of chasing, the only injury Mrs.

Miao had was the scratch on her nose from the start; she was untouched everywhere else.

Yet she felt pain everywhere, as if she had been chopped countless times.

“Enough!”

After a brief moment of shock, Su Yuncheng reprimanded loudly.

He quickly stepped in front of Lin Nianhe, grabbed her right wrist, and snatched away the kitchen knife from her hand.

Such a large knife alarmed him; he always felt she might lose her grip and end up hurting herself.

Lin Nianhe had been so immersed in her act that she didn’t even notice when Su Yuncheng had come in.

Startled, she was disarmed.

Wang Shumei had been clutching Lin Nianhe’s arm the whole time, so exhausted that she was on the verge of collapsing.

Now seeing Su Yuncheng, she was more excited than Mrs.

Miao, as if she had seen a savior.

Wang Shumei released Lin Nianhe’s hand, stepped back two steps, leaning against the wall to catch her breath.

She could handle an occasional outburst, but a prolonged fight was too much for her.

Seeing that Lin Nianhe was without the kitchen knife, Mrs.

Miao immediately felt empowered again.

She pointed at Lin Nianhe, cursing loudly: “You wicked girl, full of malice!

You’re after my life!

I’ll report you to the Public Security!

I’ll crush you!”

Lin Nianhe, just feeling embarrassed by Su Yuncheng’s arrival, flared up again upon hearing these words.

“Going to the Public Security at your age, fighting all the time, have you lived so long that you’ve lost your face?

Want to report to the Public Security?

Hurry up and report!

Before they arrive, I’ll deal with you myself!”

After Su Yuncheng snatched Lin Nianhe’s kitchen knife away, he let go of her hand.

Now seeing her charge forward empty-handed, he instantly blocked her with his non-knife hand.

Great, she dared to leap forward with nothing in hand — he wished he’d waited a bit longer before taking her kitchen knife.

Su Yuncheng’s arm wrapped around Lin Nianhe’s waist like an iron hoop, preventing her from advancing another step no matter how much she kicked and flailed.

In the heat of the moment, no one cared whether his actions were overstepping the line.

Only his ears turned red.