Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 3 - : The Advantage of Breaking the Bottle’s Neck

The Educated Youth Corps of Ten Miles Team was originally a brick house owned by a landlord, seized and given to a poor old man. After the old man died, no one dared to live in it.

Until the educated youth were sent down to the countryside, the compound was repurposed for the Educated Youth Corps, saving the trouble of building new housing for them.

There were eight older educated youth at the Educated Youth Corps station, three females and five males.

Over the years, batches of educated youth were sent to the countryside, but very few got the chance to return to the city; some had even gotten married locally. Otherwise, there would be more people at the Educated Youth Corps.

Luckily, the landlord's house was spacious with many rooms—four in the front courtyard and a kitchen, an additional well and vegetable plot in the back courtyard, and a tiny room attached to the back wall in the northeast corner, supposedly the wet nurse's quarters of the landlord's family. It was a small space, repurposed by the educated youth as a woodshed.

The male educated youth being more in number, occupied the larger rooms on the west end, while the female educated youth had...

Looking at the small room they were assigned, Lin Nianhe and the other two exchanged glances.

Aside from the kang (a traditional heated bed), the room was so cramped that they had to turn sideways even just to stand together.

The kang itself wasn't large either, probably just about 1.2 or 1.3 meters wide. It would be tight even for two people, let alone three.

"How are we supposed to sleep here?" Wen Lan slapped Wang Shumei's thigh with a face full of faux wisdom and suggested the most absurd idea, "Hezi, Shumei, do you two know how to stack up like arhats? Looks like we'll have to stack up to sleep tonight."

Having chatted all the way here about Tiananmen, Wen Lan had already made peace with Lin Nianhe, calling her Hezi affectionately, which made Nianhe quite hungry for some chive pockets.

Wang Shumei had been continuously patted on the thigh by Wen Lan throughout the journey. Now, on top of previous discomfort, she wanted to dodge but ended up pressed against the wall, covering herself in dust.

Wang Shumei grimaced, rubbing her leg, and offered a more reasonable suggestion: "Why don't we ask the older educated youth if it's possible for one of us to join their room?"

Having no other options, the three of them turned to the room of another group of female educated youth.

They stood by the window and knew immediately there was no need to ask.

This room was a bit larger than theirs, but it was just as impossible to fit another person with three sleeping spaces already tightly packed.

Wen Lan finally started to worry and, without warning, slapped Wang Shumei's leg again, "We're doomed now!"

Wang Shumei: "..."

Lin Nianhe: "Hiss..."

Wang Shumei covered her leg and turned to look at her, using a glance to ask what she was up to with that noise.

Lin Nianhe displayed a "I feel your pain" expression and earnestly said, "It hurts for you."

Wang Shumei was speechless.

Just a while ago on the ox cart, she wasn't just exchanging words, but peace and happiness.

Lin Nianhe comforted her with a pat on the shoulder and steered the conversation back on track: "This won't work, we need to find another room."

"Where can we find another room? Is there any place left?" Wen Lan gestured back and forth between the two walls with her hand, "I'm thinking, why not set up a hammock? I slept in one for a few years as a child, it was really stable."

"When did you sleep in a hammock, at what age?"

"About four or five years old!"

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"Why didn't you continue sleeping in it?"

"In the middle of the night, a nail came loose, and both I and the hammock fell down, breaking my dad's leg."

"..."

It was proven that there's no such thing as "the most absurd," only "more absurd."

Unperturbed, Wen Lan patted her chest with confidence, "Don't worry, I've got experience now. We can just add a couple more nails this time, believe me, there's no problem!"

Lin Nianhe: "I trust your experience, but I refuse."

Wang Shumei: "I trust too, and I also refuse."

The hammock was out of the question. Absolutely impossible.

Predecessors had already broken their legs; they had to learn from history.

Thinking hard, Lin Nianhe suddenly had a flash of inspiration and hit her right fist into her left palm, "I got it."

"Uncle Team Leader."

Li Dahe was originally talking with the older educated youth Sun Guanghui, but hearing her voice instantly sent a chill down his spine, and he stiffly turned around to ask, "What's, what's the matter?"

Lin Nianhe looked at his tense expression with a bit of pity for the frightened little old man.

She offered a naive smile, as harmless as possible, "Uncle Team Leader, our room can't fit three people, so how about..."

She quickly suggested before Li Dahe could start worrying: "How about I move into the woodshed in the back courtyard."

She had too many secrets; living alone would be convenient for keeping secrets and for sneaking some special privileges.

More importantly, she wasn't afraid.

She had plenty of self-defense tools. If some rogue dared to come knocking... she could only ensure to leave his body intact as best as she could.

Li Dahe was stunned for a moment, then he went inside to look at the tiny kang, sucking on his teeth and furrowing his eyebrows tightly into a knot.

Indeed, the room could not fit three people, but to let this little bastard stay in the woodshed alone...

Lin Nianhe touched her nose and said softly, as if in sympathy, "I used to live by myself at home, I'm not afraid. I sleep restlessly and can kick people; when I was three, I once kicked my mother's arm out of its socket, and she nagged about it for years."