Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 14 - 13 The Neighbor Cried

Watching the mailman's bag filled with letters, Lin Nianhe approached him: "Comrade, hello, I am Lin Nianhe. Is there a letter for me?"

The mailman named Zhou Xu, was a young man in his twenties, with thick brows and big eyes, a square face, looking quite upright.

Hearing Lin Nianhe's words, his gaze involuntarily scanned her face.

She looked like a celestial beauty; no wonder Brother Cheng cared so much about her.

He didn't dare to look any more, he took out a tightly wrapped parcel and handed it to Lin Nianhe: "It's not a letter. It's something Brother Cheng asked me to bring to you."

"Thank you."

Lin Nianhe skeptically took it, the parcel was soft and didn't feel like food.

Brother Cheng? Su Yuncheng?

But hadn't she told Su Yuncheng this morning to stop worrying about her constantly? Why did he send her something again?

Could this be... a belated rebellious phase?

She clicked her tongue and shook her head helplessly.

How could she reciprocate such favors?

While she was pondering, Miao Yulan hurried out of the courtyard with a letter and then hastily returned. She kept her head down all the while, like a person nursing grievances.

Only then did Lin Nianhe remember. From yesterday to today, she hadn't heard Miao Yulan speak a word.

This person was like the transparent one at the Educated Youth Corps, always immersed in her work. Even during yesterday's tense arguments, she had had no opinion to offer.

Lin Nianhe couldn't help but take a few more glances at her.

She got lost in thought when suddenly Wen Lan slapped her on the back.

"What are you thinking about? Aren't you going to go and make food? Aren't you hungry?"

Lin Nianhe was caught off guard and staggered from the slap.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes.

She really needed to exercise more thoroughly; otherwise, she'd sooner or later be "slapped to death" by Wen Lan.

In the front yard today, Sun Guanghui and another older educated youth named Wang Dong were cooking. After Wang Shumei and Wen Lan were done, they triumphantly returned to their rooms for a rest, ignoring their gleeful demeanors. Lin Nianhe snorted disdainfully and headed back to her own small courtyard with chin high.

Su Yuncheng had sent plenty of items today, all essential household items like pots, pans, and dishes, significantly alleviating Lin Nianhe's overt lack of supplies.

Before cooking, Lin Nianhe opened the paper parcel.

It was a red scarf, very red.

Lin Nianhe was almost brought to tears by its garishness.

This... Probably Su Yuncheng saw the scratch on her face and wanted her to cover her face with the scarf while working?

It's also her lack of experience; the girls in the brigade usually cover their faces when working in the fields. She had previously thought it was for sun protection, assuming sunblock was enough, never considering they were defending against physical assaults.

Once again, Lin Nianhe was impressed by Su Yuncheng's thoughtfulness and scribbled half a page in her notebook before taking an eggplant Aunt Li had brought yesterday, cleaning it, and putting it on the stove to steam, along with a bowl of rice.

After it was cooked, she mixed it with beef chili sauce from her inventory, envying even the neighbor's kids to tears.

The neighbors... actually cried.

While Lin Nianhe was washing dishes, she could hear the mournful wailing coming from the front yard.

She quickly washed the dishes, grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, and headed straight to the scene of the 'drama'.

Lin Nianhe originally thought it was Wang Xue and her group picking a quarrel, either getting berated by Wang Shumei into tears or hit by Wen Lan till she cried. But the truth was far more fascinating than she imagined.

The courtyard was quite awkward at this moment, a group of male Educated Youths was playing the "wooden man" game in the yard, and unexpectedly, all the female Educated Youths were in Wang Xue's room.

Lin Nianhe suppressed the delight of a spectator and asked seriously, "What's wrong?"

Sun Guanghui scratched his head and replied, "It seems like a letter came for Miao Yulan from her family."

Having come this far, Lin Nianhe wouldn't be able to nap well without finishing the gossip.

With a concern for her comrades, she also entered Wang Xue's room.

Wang Shumei stood by the door and whispered to Lin Nianhe when she saw her arriving:

"Miao Yulan's family sent a letter saying her brother is getting married. The bride's family wants a three-round-one-sound ritual plus eighty-eight yuan in a bridal dowry. I don't know what her parents are thinking, asking her for money."

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Lin Nianhe's eyes widened in astonishment.

Parents who eat state-provided grain in the city asking for money from their daughter who forages in the fields, and it's for their son's bridal dowry.

Lin Nianhe couldn't understand this move.

Miao Yulan was sobbing incessantly, clutching Wang Xue's hand and muttering, "What should I do... what can I do... The grain I have left is just enough to last until the autumn harvest... What can I use to exchange for money for my brother's marriage..."

Her sporadic sentences didn't contain complaints about her biased parents, yet from her trembling tones, one could discern a hint of panic.

Lin Nianhe held her breath; this melon was tainted, she didn't want it anymore.

Before she could turn around, she heard Wang Xue say, "Yulan, stop crying. Calm down, and let's think about this carefully. There are always more solutions than difficulties."

Miao Yulan seemed to be reminded by this and wiped her tear-streaked face as she scanned the room, her gaze stopping on Lin Nianhe.

Lin Nianhe had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, in the next second, Miao Yulan struggled to jump down from the bed, rushed to Lin Nianhe, grabbed her hand with hopeful eyes, and said, "Educated Youth Lin, can, can you lend me some money?"

This sudden twist left Wang Shumei and Wen Lan dumbfounded; even Yu Xiangqin looked at Miao Yulan with disbelief.

Lin Nianhe felt her wrist pain from the callouses on Miao Yulan's palm, she frowned, broke free from Miao Yulan's grip and said, "We've only known each other for a day, is it appropriate for you to ask me for money? Besides, how much are you planning to borrow? Do you have the ability to repay?"

Miao Yulan, still agitated, completely didn't hear the implicit refusal in Lin Nianhe's words and blurted out, "Can you lend me two hundred yuan? I'll write an IOU, I promise I'll pay you back!"

Wen Lan screamed out loud, "Two hundred? What are you thinking!"

Lin Nianhe laughed in exasperation, "I don't have it, I can't lend it."

Miao Yulan was like struck by lightning, trembling as she stumbled back two steps, leaning against the door.

Yu Xiangqin quietly advised from the side, "Yulan, don't be absurd, where will you get so much money to repay?"

Miao Yulan's tears that had just stopped started flowing again profusely: "Then what should I do if my brother can't get married..."

Lin Nianhe thought to herself, if he can't get married, then so be it; being single isn't illegal.

However, this kind of singles-oriented ideology clearly wasn't suitable for that era, she said nothing, uninterested in playing mental therapist to Miao Yulan.

Wang Xue stood up and looked at Lin Nianhe, "Educated Youth Lin, since we all came from different places to be here, we should help each other. Two hundred yuan is indeed a lot, but it can save the happiness of a family! You have the money to eat meat and furnish your home, can't you lend a hand to Yulan? Isn't the happiness of everyone more beautiful than the happiness of one person?"

Lin Nianhe squinted at Wang Xue, "What are you trying to say?"

Wang Xue cleared her throat, and spoke like a broadcaster, "We're all comrades. By turning a blind eye, aren't you being too indifferent to comrade sentiments? We should be helping each other!"

Wen Lan shivered as she heard this.

Suddenly, she remembered her enamel tea mug.