Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 7 - 6: Two Kings with a Two

The Educated Youth Corps grew eerily quiet because of a few words from Yu Xiangqin, with Sun Guanghui awkwardly hesitating, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Wen Lan struck a match in anger, about to flip the table and start a fight, when her arms were restrained by Lin Nianhe and Wang Shumei on either side.

Lin Nianhe pressed his lips together and smiled lightly, his demeanor gentle and soft.

"Comrade Yu, do you not know how the words 'disaster comes from the mouth' are written?" Lin Nianhe stared into Yu Xiangqin's eyes, pausing after each word, "Based on what you said, I can sue you for defamation. You not only slandered me but also disrupted the internal unity of the Educated Youth Corps."

"I..." Yu Xiangqin looked at Lin Nianhe, disbelieving what she heard, "You dare to bite back after corrupting the atmosphere?"

Lin Nianhe scoffed, "What atmosphere have I corrupted? I was going to ask the brigade leader to send a telegram. You ladies have been busy cooking for over an hour; wouldn't I be bothering you so much that lunch would be delayed until evening?"

Saying this, he glanced at the corn mush and steamed buns on the table.

So little food took so long to prepare; who wouldn't suspect they were deliberately wasting time?

Seeing Lin Nianhe's look, Yu Xiangqin's expression became unnatural, but she still stiffened her neck and held her chin high, stubbornly refusing to admit any wrongdoing.

Lin Nianhe did not wait for her to speak and continued: "The male comrades helped clear the woodshed because the brigade leader ordered it, and it was a collective effort. How did it become Comrade Sun helping me alone?"

"Moreover, I merely asked Comrade Sun where the brigade leader's home was and offered to cook by myself. How did that turn into corrupting the atmosphere in your mouth? Do you think men and women cannot even speak to each other?"

"Yu Xiangqin, your thinking is problematic!"

In terms of verbal skills, Lin Nianhe had never conceded to anyone.

Yu Xiangqin's face rapidly lost its color, turning pale.

Naturally, she knew the consequences of being accused of having 'problematic thoughts.' She breathed heavily, her mind blanking, and could only stammer out, "I didn't."

Lin Nianhe continued to stare at her, saying, "As for the money and Food Tickets I mentioned earlier, I don't know who advanced the payment. Comrade Sun was the first to speak during the meeting. Was it wrong for me to ask him a question?"

Just then, Wen Lan, initially anxious, straightened her back after hearing Lin Nianhe's words.

She was about to agree with him, saying "No problem," when she felt Wang Shumei tug at her hand with more force.

Wang Shumei squeezed Wen Lan's wrist and, before she could speak, said, "We just arrived and are unfamiliar with the rules. We saw only the brigade leader instructing Comrade Sun to lead the work, with no one in charge of the women's side. Not just Nianhe; I too thought that Comrade Sun was in charge of matters concerning the Educated Youth Corps."

Her lips curled slightly as she swept her gaze over the faces of the three female educated youth, eventually resting on Wang Xue:

"Moreover, we only recognize Comrade Wang Xue here. But I heard her say she was still to cook today; I just assumed that the timing for the new educated youth to arrive in the countryside had been decided long ago. If Comrade Wang Xue is responsible for handling female educated youth issues, she surely wouldn't have scheduled herself to cook today, right?"

"If that's the case, wouldn't that be like wearing a 'not welcome' sign on her face? We are all educated youth supporting rural construction; how could there be comrades so lacking in awareness?"

As Lin Nianhe listened to Wang Shumei's words, he turned his head to glance at Wen Lan.

Look at her intelligence compared to yours.

Both being locals of this era, why is the difference so big?

Wen Lan felt confused under Lin Nianhe's gaze, not understanding.

Seeing her plain face, Lin Nianhe was speechless.

With such a simple mind, she should be thankful she has survived this far in such an ingenuous era.

Wang Shumei was right; with few women in the Educated Youth Corps, and usually relying on Wang Xue as the leader, now her role was openly challenged by Wang Shumei. Wang Xue's face turned from green to pale, her chest heaving rapidly.

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She glanced at the male educated youth nearby and said, "There are more people today; I had to help Xiangqin and Yulan with the cooking, or else everyone's mealtime would be delayed. I'm sorry for not being able to help you."

This excuse seemed reasonable, subtly implying the new arrivals were being too demanding.

The male educated youth watching the verbal battle among the female educated youths were dumbfounded.

Sure enough, where there are more women, there's more drama. Would the Educated Youth Corps be like this every day?

Lin Nianhe lightly smiled with his lips pursed, took another bite of his steamed bun, and said with lowered eyes, "We never intended to ask anyone for help. We manage our own tasks. Helping is a favor; not helping is duty. Everything is voluntary; no one can force anyone, and there's no need for guilt afterward."

After Lin Nianhe finished speaking, he cast a cool glance at Wang Xue.

He could live well by himself in the backyard, but Wang Shumei and Wen Lan couldn't, especially Wen Lan, the foolish elder sister. Hopefully, she wouldn't be bullied into working in vain with nothing gained.

After all, they were companions who came here together; it wouldn't be a big problem to lend a hand offhand.

It also might prevent others from thinking he was easy to bully due to his youthful appearance.

Wang Xue, observing Lin Nianhe's chilly gaze, felt somewhat uneasy.

She was in charge of washing dishes, and in these times, meals were simple and bowls easy to wash. Eight people eating meant eight bowls were enough, but now there were five... no, four more people dining together, so she would have to wash twelve more pairs of dishes and utensils each day.

Actually, she wasn't the one washing the dishes every day before; Yu Xiangqin and Miao Yulan would also help her. She had originally planned to bring the newcomers under her wing, but now she just hoped that Yu Xiangqin and Miao Yulan wouldn't be persuaded to switch sides.

Wang Xue fiddled with the hem of her clothing silently, Yu Xiangqin beside her wanted to speak but didn't dare, fearing Lin Nianhe would target her next.

They unilaterally ceased hostilities, with Lin Nianhe's trio emerging completely victorious.

Sun Guanghui looked around and asked, "Are you done arguing? Shall we continue the meeting?"

Everyone: "..."

If they didn't know he was a simpleton, they might have thought he wanted to join the fray!

The chores at the Educated Youth Corps weren't many; apart from cooking, it involved cleaning the courtyard and tending the vegetable garden in the backyard, still pairing up in duos. However, the task schedules were staggered; cooking today, sweeping the yard tomorrow, and managing the vegetable garden the day after, which was quite well-arranged.

Sun Guanghui suddenly acted wisely, not waiting for others to speak up, and arranged the work schedule by himself. Finally, he said to Lin Nianhe, "If you're starting the fire yourself, fetching firewood and water might be a problem..."

Lin Nianhe: "I'll handle it myself."

Sun Guanghui, his concern alleviated, clapped his hands: "Alright, rest a bit; it's almost time to start working."

The crowd dispersed. Lin Nianhe looked at the half-eaten steamed bun and a small bowl of corn mush in his hands, closed his eyes, took a deep breath and downed the corn mush, then took the steamed bun and walked towards the backyard.

"Tsk, she acts as if afraid others wouldn't know she is a lady from Beijing, eating like she's swallowing medicine! I bet that's just the airs of a capitalist's daughter!" Yu Xiangqin grumbled as she cleaned up the dishes.

Lin Nianhe's head popped out from behind the east wall: "Do you want to talk about ideological issues with me again?"

Yu Xiangqin: "..."

Yu Xiangqin, frightened by the returning Lin Nianhe, hastily retreated into her room.

Lin Nianhe clicked his tongue.

It's not much of a fight if she's jumping so much.

Teasing her isn't even as interesting as tidying up a house...

The newly arrived educated youths didn't need to work today and were tidying up their things inside their rooms.

Lin Nianhe was no exception.

However, he was in a dilemma now.

He needed to install a curtain, but the wall was made of red bricks, and nailing was exceptionally difficult.

Looking at the silent electric drill and the nail gun in the room, he pondered which tool might be up to the task.