Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 688 - 687: She Can’t Stay on This Planet for Even a Day

Chapter 688: Chapter 687: She Can’t Stay on This Planet for Even a Day

Having eaten their fill, the headache brought by the hangover also eased somewhat.

Lin Nianhe finally had the strength to ask what had happened to her head.

Su Yuncheng looked at her with a complex expression: "Do you really want to know?"

Seeing his expression, Lin Nianhe decisively shook her head, "No, it’s not important, don’t ever tell me."

The blackout from the hangover isn’t scary; what’s scary is someone helping you remember those lost memories.

From Su Yuncheng’s look, she knew that those memories were definitely not pleasant; they surely weren’t as simple as her accidentally bumping into something.

Better forgotten!

Being forgetful is a blessing!

Su Yuncheng nodded, planning to bury those memories forever.

He cleaned up the dishes and utensils and then told the three girls, "Uncle Team Leader said that once you wake up, you should grab your admission notices and go to the commune to complete the procedures."

"Oh oh, okay, let’s hurry up then."

The commune was not as crowded as imagined; Wang Xiao had each Team Leader from the different teams draw lots to determine the order of processing, avoiding long queues as much as possible.

Ten Miles Team and Sophora Team did their procedures on the same day.

Since almost all of Ten Miles Team had been decimated yesterday, the college students from Sophora Team quickly got their procedures done in the morning.

Unaware of the true story, they still thought the people from Ten Miles Team were quite modest.

After Lin Nianhe and her group had their procedures done and were going to get Wang Xiao’s signature, Li Dahe just happened to be there too.

"Xiao Lin, what happened to your head? Where did you bump it?" Wang Xiao immediately asked Lin Nianhe with concern.

"Uh..."

Lin Nianhe felt a foreboding feeling rising in her heart.

Li Dahe rolled his eyes, barely hiding his disgust: "Bumped into what? You bumped into a horn!"

Lin Nianhe: "...!"

Horn?

What had she done to the cow?

Or rather, what had the cow done to her!

Li Dahe distressedly smoothed his hair, while mumbling, "If you can’t drink, don’t drink. The death wishes you have after... why insist on eating beef jerky, and dash straight for the cowshed? Normally you can barely walk straight, but you turned agile when drunk, Xiao Su really couldn’t stop you!"

"You said you wanted to eat, Niuwa pocketed two pieces for you from the village, but you insisted on pouncing on the cow to eat fresh beef, and headlonged into it, scaring the cow senseless... Don’t hang around your Uncle in the next few days, he’s thinking about slapping you."

Lin Nianhe: "..."

She couldn’t stay on this planet any longer.

Time to prepare for interstellar immigration.

"Pfft..."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..."

Laughter came from both sides, utterly unapologetic.

Wang Xiao also pressed his mouth hard, trying not to laugh out loud.

Lin Nianhe looked disheartened and resentfully looked at Li Dahe, "Uncle Team Leader, are you deliberately getting back at me?"

Li Dahe: "Yes, whoever gives you alcohol in the future, I will slap them."

Wang Shumei and Wen Lan’s laughter stopped abruptly.

They also felt a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Lin Nianhe slid over to Li Dahe’s side, pointing at those two laughing at her, and splashed metaphorical mud without any psychological pressure:

"Uncle Team Leader! Let me tell you, I kept saying I wouldn’t drink yesterday, but those two insisted on pouring it for me! Hit her!"

Wang Shumei, Wen Lan: "..."

Ah, human nature.

In the end, Li Dahe did not slap anyone; he put the prepared letters of introduction and other documents into the document bag, asking, "When are you guys leaving?"

Lin Nianhe casually said, "Are you trying to rush us out?"

"Right, I feel pity for the cow."

"..."

She really had a sharp tongue!

...

Lin Nianhe was unlucky because bumping into a cow’s horn while drunk is something that, without the right circumstances, wouldn’t happen even in ten lifetimes to a respectable person.

But she was also fortunate—only three people witnessed it all: Uncle Guan, Li Dahe, and Su Yuncheng.

That was the only consolation she could slightly feel.

With a meal of braised pork and stewed chicken with mushrooms from the State-Owned Restaurant, Lin Nianhe managed to keep Wang Shumei and Wen Lan’s mouths shut, believing that the matter would not spread further. Her heart was somewhat relieved.

However, occasionally in the dead of night, she would sit up abruptly and murmur a soul-stirring question: Am I sick?

The following days became somewhat gloomy.

One farewell after another, the number of Educated Youth Corps members dwindled.

Sie Yufei ran off to the Forest again; his film was still not finished.

He wanted to finish it before the New Year to let his father know that he was indeed doing something serious.

He packed most of his baggage; the packed ones were sent back to Beijing, and the rest were left at the Educated Youth Corps site to be taken when he returned from the Forest.

Others, with their procedures to return to the city, went back to their hometowns, the places where they were born and raised.

Everyone clearly understood that from this moment on, it would be hard to see each other again in this lifetime.

Yet they still tried to smile and say "goodbye," as if that would truly allow them to meet again.

Most of the male educated youth had left; not much movement on the female side, though.

Miao Hongqi did not need to be mentioned; Ten Miles Team was her home.

Wang Xue also showed no intention of leaving—

When Li Dahe asked about her plans, she just smiled and countered, "Uncle Team Leader, if I don’t go back, would you take me in?"

Li Dahe rolled his eyes and said there were plenty of vacant houses; she could stay if she wished.

Wang Xue had no intention of going home.

She didn’t know if that place still counted as her home.

It was quite nice here; there were no stepmothers to scold, and Miao Hongqi kept her company.

They both wanted to help at the village school—then the school closed for winter vacation.

So, they could only sit on the kang all day, making Head Flower, trying to earn some money.

Wang Shumei was not in a hurry to leave either; her return was merely to her brother and sister-in-law’s home, a half-hour journey away, so what was there to rush?

She planned to send off Lin Nianhe and Wen Lan before going back.

Wen Lan was waiting for Lin Nianhe.

Lin Nianhe was quite busy these days; seeing that she was about to leave, she hurried to discuss her plans with Factory Director Ji—mainly for the upcoming Spring Trade Fair, dealing with the adjustments and arrangements for Brown from North America.

Lin Nianhe missed last year’s Trade Fair, and Brown was very dissatisfied with the quota given, even quarreling with Factory Director Ji during the autumn trade fair.

Factory Director Ji initially wanted to switch to another North American partner, but Lin Nianhe stopped him, insisting stubbornly on sticking with Brown.

Getting Factory Director Ji’s support was not very hard; he trusted her especially.

After arranging everything for the textile factory, Lin Nianhe began packing her luggage, getting ready to head home.

After sending out the luggage that needed to be sent, she only carried a small suitcase, which was also carried by Su Yuncheng.

On the day of departure, the sky was clear, a rare sunny day in winter.

The villagers came to see them off; with tears in their eyes, they sent them off a long, long way.

"When you have holidays, remember to come back for a visit."

"If there’s nothing much, think about giving us a call."

"If there’s anything, you must call..."

Lin Nianhe wiped the moisture from her eyes and waved to them: "I will come back every summer vacation; I promise!"

Wen Lan also sniffed and nodded: "Right, right, don’t send us off anymore, go back, it won’t be long before we meet again!"

The villagers stopped and watched them walk away.

"Ah... they’re all gone..."

"When they were here, we complained about their noise, but now that they’ve left, it feels so empty..."

"Let’s keep the Educated Youth spot, huh? When the kids come back, they will have a place to stay..."

The villagers were very melancholic, without any heart to cook.

An hour later—

"Hey! I’m back!"

The crisp Beijing accent echoed over Ten Miles Team.

Villagers: "...?"

The speed of this reunion was somewhat too fast.

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