Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 624 - 623: Lining Up to Be Coaxed
Chapter 624: Chapter 623: Lining Up to Be Coaxed
Wu Genmao and Cao Shijian chased Mr. Wang all the way to the train station and only gave up after watching him board the train.
"Which direction is that train heading?" asked Lin Nianhe.
"It seems to be heading towards Beijing, but we don’t know where they’ll get off," Wu Genmao touched his nose, "We didn’t bring a letter of introduction, so it wasn’t possible for us to continue following them."
The youth who once hopped trains finally remembered the need for a letter of introduction when going out, a commendable improvement indeed.
Lin Nianhe nodded: "It’s okay, as long as they left, that’s all that matters. Thank you for your effort."
"Hehe, it’s nothing!"
"Yeah, it’s really nothing!"
Wang Shumei stewed two chickens that evening and delivered them to the families who had helped.
She herself casually ate some noodles and then retired to her room.
After busying himself in his room for a while, Lin Nianhe took a sheet of drawing paper and knocked on Wang Shumei’s door.
"What’s up?" Wang Shumei’s eyes were slightly red.
Lin Nianhe pretended not to notice and dragged her into the room, spread out the drawing paper for her to see, and said, "I drew a portrait of him. If you’re worried, we can go see Uncle Wong so he can ask the train station to keep an eye out and stop him if they see him."
Wang Shumei took the portrait and saw that it was quite similar, about seventy to eighty percent alike.
But she still shook her head: "I don’t think he will come back, let’s not trouble the others."
"Actually, I think so too." Lin Nianhe chuckled without leaving her seat.
Wang Shumei took a sip of water and seeing this, asked, "What’s wrong? Is there something else?"
"Oh, I wanted to discuss the autumn trade fair with you." Lin Nianhe said, "I’ve been hearing some things about Shen Family and Uncle Kapasa lately, but I don’t know much about the situation with those two companies in North America, so I’m feeling a bit uncertain."
Wang Shumei perked up and turned to her, asking, "What are your thoughts?"
"Things are going well with Shen Family and Uncle Kapasa, especially the Shen Family who hired some actors to wear our Head Flowers in a movie, and that really spread the word." Lin Nianhe smiled and continued, "The best scenario is that the North American market will be just as smooth, and then we can simply sit back and count our money. But if we hit a snag there..."
"We’ll probably not get any orders from North America at the autumn trade fair."
If the first person to try eating crabs ended up poisoned, who would dare to try after witnessing the whole ordeal?
In reality, there was no rush for this matter and it couldn’t be resolved right away either. Lin Nianhe chose to talk about it today simply to distract Wang Shumei.
Wang Shumei naturally shifted her focus and started thinking about the serious matters.
This was her first foreign trade order, and she cared about it more than anyone.
The two chattered until late into the night, and only went to sleep when they could no longer keep their eyes open.
The next day, both of them woke up late.
Wen Lan stood at the train station entrance, cursing under her breath as she watched the two of them hurriedly approach: "Silly girls."
Weren’t they supposed to come pick her up?
What kind of good-hearted person is late for a train station pickup?!
"I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry, we went to bed late last night and overslept!"
"Sister Lan, don’t be mad, we really hurried here as soon as we woke up!"
Sister Lan: "Keep making excuses, you two."
Soon enough, Wen Lan believed that they weren’t just making up stories to fool her.
In the State-Owned Restaurant, Wen Lan who had traveled for several days and nights didn’t eat as heartily as those two.
"You two really slept until noon? What were you two thinking?" Wen Lan, holding her chopsticks, looked at the two famished souls in front of her, utterly speechless.
"We were already sleeping when the rooster crowed," Wang Shumei managed to reply during the meal, "Really, we didn’t even drink a sip of water before putting on clothes and coming here."
"What were you two even talking about?" Wen Lan was baffled, "Can’t you talk during the day?"
Lin Nianhe: "No choice, every night I especially miss my dearest Sister Lan."
Wen Lan: "What do you want from me? Did a donkey kick your head?"
"..."
Lin Nianhe fell silent for a long while, then whispered softly: "I thought about it for a long time and still couldn’t figure out whether you’re scolding me or yourself."
Wen Lan: "...?"
On the day before the village school started, Teacher Xiao Lin got into trouble once again for her tactless words and ended up being chased by Sister Lan for two miles.
As a result, when the students returned to the school in the afternoon to check in, Lin Nianhe was listless and out of spirits.
The students, on the other hand, were delighted, showing Lin Nianhe their diligently written homework like treasures and waiting with wide eyes for praise.
Lin Nianhe didn’t have time to go through each homework assignment in detail, but after a brief look over, she praised each one and even announced the good news that there would be a small quiz in the self-study class the next afternoon.
In addition to the returning students, many new students came to report and receive their books today.
Since the abolition of tuition fees, the enrollment work of all schools in the county had become much smoother, and the dropout rate had also decreased significantly.
Wang Dong had just seen off a group of graduates and was now distributing books to the incoming first-grade students with Principal Wu.
The new students from the Nine-miles Team were still delivered by He Jianjun in his ox cart, who also brought along a little fellow.
Yang Yumin, wearing hearing aids, watched Lin Nianhe bustling around intently.
He Jianjun holding him, asked: "Shall I take you over?"
Yang Yumin blinked his eyes and nodded.
He had been deaf before and therefore couldn’t speak. Although he had learned to speak in the past year, he spoke very little and was still somewhat timid.
He Jianjun found an opportunity when Lin Nianhe was free and took Yang Yumin to the second-grade classroom.
"Comrade Lin, look who’s here," He Jianjun said with a beaming smile to Lin Nianhe. freeweɓnøvel~com
Lin Nianhe turned around to look and almost didn’t recognize him.
Children change rapidly day by day, and it had been a long time since she had seen Yang Yumin. If it weren’t for his hearing aids, she might not have recognized him at all.
"Xiao Yumin!" Lin Nianhe walked over with a smile and extended her arms, "Come, let me hold you."
He Jianjun handed the child to her with a reminder: "Be careful, he’s heavy now."
"It’s okay." Lin Nianhe took Yang Yumin into her arms and asked, "Why did you come too?"
Yang Yumin’s cheeks were red as he buried his face in Lin Nianhe’s embrace and said softly, "Brother He brought me to find you... I missed you."
The voice of the little guy was very pleasant, soft and mellow.
Lin Nianhe kissed him and said with a smile: "I missed you too, but I’ve been too busy to come see you, sorry."
Yang Yumin shook his head vigorously, indicating he didn’t blame Lin Nianhe.
Lin Nianhe asked him, "Shall I show you around the school? In another two years, you’ll be coming here for school too."
Yang Yumin nodded and looked at her, "Will you be my teacher then?"
Lin Nianhe was at a loss for words.
When Yang Yumin would start elementary school, she probably would have already left here.
Looking at the little guy’s eyes filled with hope, she pretended to be lighthearted: "Don’t turn our pure sibling love into a teacher-student relationship, even if I am not your teacher, I will still be your sister, right?"
Yang Yumin’s eyes suddenly brightened.
He understood; a sister is a family member, even closer than a teacher!
After Lin Nianhe had pacified him and let out a sigh of relief, she suddenly felt a mournful gaze fall upon herself.
She quickly turned around and saw Niuwa looking at her.
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