With his head drooping, Wang Dong took Xie Yufei to find Accountant Zhao to get the sickle, and then led him back lazily.
Seeing his behavior of remarrying his dead mother, Xie Yufei couldn't help but start to wonder if his sweetheart had run away with someone else.
Mr. Xie was still very kind. He didn't ask directly. Instead, he patted Wang Dong on the shoulder and said, "Brother, the road has to go forward, and people have to look forward."
Wang Dong: "..."
He didn't want to leave or look, he just wanted his little bamboo pole.
Wang Dong sighed and walked into the gate of the educated youth center, intending to continue working hard to save his heart.
The sound of sharpening knives still echoed in the yard.
Wang Dong didn't look at them, he went straight to his little corner and picked up his small bamboo pole...
Um?
Um?
Wang Dong held the bamboo pole and rubbed his eyes vigorously.
A whole one, a complete one!
He subconsciously thought that someone had replaced his small bamboo pole, but when he looked carefully, he saw that the word "东" on the end of the bamboo pole was still there, and it was written by him!
"Who helped me fix it?" Wang Dong turned around suddenly, his eyes bursting with bright light.
Sun Guanghui answered him with a low smile: "Comrade Lin helped you stick it on. You have to thank her properly for this."
Wang Dong held the bamboo pole, rushed to Lin Nianhe with a whoosh, and bowed 108 degrees to her: "Teacher Lin! Thank you!"
Lin Nianhe's hand shook, and the sickle made a "crack" sound.
Startled her.
She said: "Although that glue claims to be able to stick to anything, you should be careful when using it and don't break it again."
"Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Wang Dong held his little bamboo pole like a baby and smiled like a fool, "Teacher Lin, if anything happens in the future, you will let me know, and I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
With that said, he squatted down in front of Lin Nianhe and snatched the sickle from her hand: "Come on! I'll sharpen it for you!"
Sun Guanghui frowned helplessly: "Dongzi, this is studying. If you help her today, can you still help her in the future?"
Wang Dong sharpened his knife skillfully and said without raising his head: "If you help me every day, I will help you every day! Just for this matter, I will sharpen the sickle for Teacher Lin for the rest of my life!"
Lin Nianhe: "..."
Thank you, she doesn't want to use a scythe for the rest of her life.
She still thinks it would be better to use a combine harvester to harvest crops.
Lin Nianhe wanted to get the sickle back and do it himself, but Niu Wa ran in quickly and shouted: "Sister Hehe, I have your phone number."
"Okay, here we go."
Lin Nianhe thanked Wang Dong, then took Niu Wa's little hand and headed towards the brigade headquarters.
The caller was Zheng Lirong.
She asked a few questions about how the children were doing, and felt relieved after learning that Zheng Shan and Bai Xiaojun were now in Lin Nianhe's class.
"Sister, I won't tell you more. I have relatives at home. They just arrived this morning. I have to go and see them... Is it almost the autumn harvest over there? I asked someone to bring you something. You remember to eat.”
Lin Nianhe understood instantly and immediately responded: "Okay, sister, you can be busy, but the two children also have to work in the fields during the autumn harvest, so don't feel bad."
"Why do I feel bad when you look at me? You are better at raising children than I am."
"Haha, actually they can't do much work. I'll let you know when we have specific arrangements. Is it okay at home?"
"Everything is fine, everything is fine, don't worry." There was a smile in Zheng Lirong's voice, as if she wanted to tell Lin Nianhe that everything was going well over there. Finally, she said, "Then if you need anything, just call me." Phone number, my relatives will pass by your place when they return to their hometown in five days. If you want anything, I will ask him to bring it to you."
"Okay, I'll call you if necessary."
"Why!"
That night, after everyone fell asleep, Lin Nianhe easily climbed out of the wall and went to the cellar.
After opening the cellar door to let in the wind for a while, Lin Nianhe couldn't wait to climb down.
There are two sacks in the corner.
Lin Nianhe opened it and saw that one bag contained rice and flour, and the other bag contained canned fruit and a locked wooden box.
Lin Nianhe directly picked up the wooden box and opened the lock with the key left by Zheng Lirong. A neat and full group came into view.
Lin Nianhe: "...!"
She put the wooden box and sack into the space and hurried back to the educated youth point.
As soon as she returned to the hut, she hung up the door bolt and took out a bunch of random things from the space to block the door.
After doing this, she happily went to the table and took out the small wooden box again.
Count the money!
There's nothing more satisfying than counting your money after a not-so-hard day!
Lin Nianhe counted happily for five minutes and got tired.
The denomination of the Great Unity was ten yuan. She counted for five minutes and counted out four thousand three hundred and sixty yuan.
Looking at the more than half of the money left in the box, Lin Nianhe silently took out a money counting machine.
The beauty of technology!
Technology quickly told Lin Nianhe her income: 10,800.
Lin Nianhe took out her account book and after adding this amount, she currently had thirty-two thousand yuan.
Looking at this number, Lin Nianhe sighed helplessly: "I am a bit too good, how can other time-travelers survive?"
She had tens of billions of assets in her previous life and is now complacent about more than 30,000 yuan. This is really a life that is getting better and better in a literal sense.
However, Lin Nianhe would never remind himself of such a thing.
After praising herself every day, she remembered that she still had rice noodles and canned food to deal with.
Lin Nianhe knew in her heart that Zheng Lirong brought her rice and white flour most probably because she said that there was no grain in her supply, so Zheng Lirong felt that it was not easy for her to buy fine grains and subsidized it;
And canned food…
Looking at the canned fruits that accounted for more than half of the total, Lin Nianhe felt that it was most likely that the Wu and Cao duo had exposed her love for canned fruits when they were still acting as spies.
Lin Nianhe put the rice noodles aside and picked out one can of various cans, planning to send them to Uncle Guan's house tomorrow.
It’s not that she was greedy for this food, but too much food would inevitably make people suspicious. She can definitely bring her two children to her place for tooth decay without causing any trouble.
After finishing all this, Lin Nianhe was so tired that he lay down on the kang and fell asleep.
The next day, when Wang Shumei knocked on the door and called her, Lin Nianhe was just about to say "come in" when she remembered that the things used to block the door last night had not been confiscated.
She hurriedly put away the things blocking the door, took out the four sets of coral velvet pajamas she had prepared long ago from the space, and then went to open the door.
Wang Shumei asked her in confusion: "What are you doing so much?"
Lin Nianhe dragged her directly into the door and whispered mysteriously: "I got my clothes back."
"Ah? I didn't even hear anything." Wang Shumei was a little surprised and touched her pocket first, "How much is it?"
"No need," Lin Nianhe waved his hand casually, "These clothes are much cheaper outside."
As she said that, she handed the package to her: "Three sets are yours, Xiaoxiao and you both have them, and my sister-in-law's. Isn't she pregnant? Wear them during confinement, don't freeze them. There is also one set. It’s for Sister Lan. It’s not convenient to mail this thing. I’ll get it for her when she comes home during the Chinese New Year.”
Wang Shumei subconsciously took out her clothes and said, "I don't need it. I'm in good health and I'm not afraid of the cold."
Lin Nianhe glared at her: "Get dressed! If you freeze... you will get sick when you get old!"
Wang Shumei's hand paused and Lin Nianhe's eyes turned red.
Lin Nianhe took half a step back: "What are you doing?"
Wang Shumei: "I miss my grandma. She always likes to say this."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
