Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 77 - 76 Miao Tiezhu

77: Chapter 76 Miao Tiezhu

77 -76 Miao Tiezhu

Beating children is no rare occurrence, those naughty ones acting up can’t be subdued without laying into them a couple of times.

But who would beat their child to within an inch of their life?

Even a few days ago, when Widow Zhao wanted to clear her name, she used a willow branch that leaves welts but doesn’t break bones.

Miao Yulan was sent to the health clinic, and Mrs.

Miao…

She first went to the police station, confirmed that the introduction letter was genuine, and learned that Miao Yulan’s assigned place in the countryside was originally Ten Miles Team.

She had taken the wrong path merely because she was illiterate.

As soon as she stepped out, she was snatched up by Wang Hong who was waiting outside and taken to the Women’s Federation.

Gloriously touted as: Assisting the female cadre of Southern Province in educating those who fall behind!

In front of Director Wang, no petty tricks work; Director Wang cures all kinds of disobedience.

Mrs.

Miao never expected that she would come here, fierce and brimming with confidence to demand money, only to end up not getting a penny, first taking a long and wrongful path, then being chased by a girl with a kitchen knife, getting beaten up, sent to the police station, and subjected to ideological education classes by the Women’s Federation…

If she could do it over, she definitely wouldn’t have come here!

What she doesn’t know yet is that her ordeal is far from over.

“Money?

Why are you worrying about that?” Lin Nianhe shook her legs while sitting on the hospital bench, “Whoever injured you will pay for your medical expenses.”

Miao Yulan slept groggily for two days and finally woke up.

During these two days, the girls from the Educated Youth Corps took turns to accompany her, Wang Hong also stayed for a night, and today, it was Lin Nianhe and Wen Lan’s turn.

Wen Lan, who was sitting on the other side, yawned and then remembered something was amiss: “Nianhe, if I slapped her too, do I have to pay?”

Sister Lan, not afraid to offend gods or ghosts, only feared losing money!

She needed to save for her train ticket home!

Lin Nianhe took out a tin can from her shoulder bag, pulled out three orange candies from inside, stuffed one into Miao Yulan’s mouth, gave another to Wen Lan, and ate one herself.

She said, “She used you to block the knife; that was self-defense, what’s there to compensate?”

Wen Lan, with the candy in her mouth, hesitantly looked at Lin Nianhe: “Then you…”

“What about me?” Lin Nianhe stood her ground, “Aunt Wang was responsible for most of her injuries.

If Aunt Wang compensates her, then I will.”

Wen Lan pondered for a while and felt it made a lot of sense.

Lin Nianhe turned to Miao Yulan, rummaged through her bag again, and took out a stack of newspapers and two books, placing them beside her, “You wanted to read the newspapers before; I’ve brought them for you.

Just reading newspapers is boring, so I picked two books for you.

Read them when you’re bored.”

Miao Yulan was startled and looked incredulously at the books that Lin Nianhe placed beside her.

She saw the glaring words “Red Rock” on the top book.

Those two books were not borrowed by Su Yuncheng to Lin Nianhe; she had just gone to buy them.

She did not quite understand why or perhaps…

because they belonged to someone else, she felt it wasn’t right to pass them on.

Lin Nianhe didn’t realize that she coincidentally picked two books, one of which was Miao Yulan’s once yearned-for read.

Tucking in the corner of Miao Yulan’s blanket, she asked, “Aunt Wang asked me to inquire, what do you plan to do about your family’s situation?”

After all, Mrs.

Miao isn’t from Ten Miles Team, and Wang Hong really can’t do much to her.

It all depends on what Miao Yulan thinks.

Miao Yulan had been in the countryside for nearly four years and hadn’t been beaten for a long time, allowing her to let her guard down and have the courage to refuse during the last time she was asked for money.

Now, this beating has once again stirred up an innate fear of her mother in her heart.

When asked what she wanted to do, Miao Yulan shuddered, even retracting her hand that was reaching out for books.

Wen Lan frowned upon seeing this: “What are you still afraid of?

In my opinion, you’re just too cowardly.

So what if she’s your birth mother?

She never treated you like a daughter; why would you still consider her your mother, huh?”

Lin Nianhe pursed her lips with a light chuckle, fell silent for a moment, took Miao Yulan’s hand, and said, “That day when you fainted, I wanted her to leave quickly, not to delay your treatment, so I let Aunt Li tell a lie, saying you were beaten to death…”

Miao Yulan: “…?”

“That day, when you were carried out unconscious, she saw it, so if you want a way out, you actually could ‘die’ once.”

Lin Nianhe blinked and added, “But you have to think it through because if you do that, your chances of returning home might be gone.”

Lin Nianhe couldn’t say that there would be college entrance exams in a few more years; she could only tell her about the reality right in front of them.

“Home…”

Miao Yulan let her eyes fall and a bitter smile played around her lips.

She fidgeted with the corner of the blanket, silent for a moment before asking, “Nianhe, would your mom, after not seeing you for four years, start by complaining and cursing the moment she enters the door?”

Lin Nianhe thought of Aunt Lin and shook her head: “No.”

Miao Yulan then looked at Wen Lan: “Wen Lan, would your brother beat and scold you since childhood, throwing all sorts of chores onto you?”

Wen Lan: “I don’t have a brother.”

Miao Yulan: “…”

Lin Nianhe couldn’t help it and chuckled out loud.

She held Miao Yulan’s trembling hand and sincerely said, “You should ask Sister Shumei about that; she has a brother.”

Miao Yulan took a deep breath and then a bitter smile appeared.

She said, “Actually, there’s no need to ask…

I always thought that all girls were treated like that…

I saw Aunt Wang get divorced for the sake of her daughter, and I saw Aunt Li’s family treat Xiao Hehua like a treasure…

I should’ve understood long ago…”

Tears streamed down her cheeks; she lifted her hand to wipe away the tears, her voice light but firm:

“Then let’s die once.”

“Home…

I’ve never truly had one.”

If she had never seen the light, she could’ve endured the darkness.

But once the deceiving black cloth was lifted, and she realized that not the entire world was the same, she just…

couldn’t take it anymore.

Lin Nianhe patted the back of her hand and said, “Fine, Aunt Wang went to the police station today; I’ll go talk to her.

Don’t worry about the rest, just focus on getting better.”

Wen Lan nodded: “Yeah, right, just focus on getting better.

You don’t have to send them food anymore; you can live well on your own.”

Miao Yulan tugged at the corner of her mouth, raising the most relaxed smile she’s had in her life.

She said: “Nianhe, I want to change my name.”

She wanted to change her name, to completely sever ties with the past.

Lin Nianhe nodded: “Okay, what do you want to be called?”

Miao Yulan had only just had the idea; she hadn’t really thought about what her new name should be.

She looked at the two people beside her bed and asked: “How about, you guys help me think of something?”

Lin Nianhe and Wen Lan shared a glance, both seeing the cluelessness in each other’s eyes.

When it came to naming, Lin Nianhe was utterly lacking in talent. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

But she was fast:

“Cuihua?

Caihua?

Xiao Hua?

Oh right, let’s not involve plants…

How about Shufen?

Shuzhen?

Miao Goudan, what do you think?

Hm?

Miao Tiezhu?”

Miao Yulan: “…”

She felt that Lin Nianhe might actually want her to go through with this act.

Even Wen Lan found the names Lin Nianhe was suggesting to be unreliable.

She rolled her eyes at Lin Nianhe: “Silly girl, who names a girl Tiezhu?

How about Hongzhu then?”

Miao Yulan: “…”

“What kind of name is Hongzhu?

That’s even worse…

Um, Miao Xiaoxue?

Sounds a bit like Wang Xue’s daughter, never mind that…

Naming in a health clinic, how about Miao Dawei?”

“Miao Xiaowei, Miao Xiaowei sounds nicer!”

“Miao Shengsheng is also pretty good, sounds somewhat distinguished.

Or how about you change your surname as well, call yourself Zhou Shengsheng?”

“Why the surname Zhou?

If you like, you can borrow mine, call yourself Wen Sanshui.”

“Or Lin Mumu is fine too, my surname is also available for you to use.”

Miao Yulan: “…”

She wants to call a doctor…

oh no, she wants to call for the doctor.