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Chapter 270 The Benefits of Idealism

Because the class bell hadn't rang, and Lin Nianhe and the others hadn't arrived at the village primary school, the news of her return had reached everyone in the village primary school.

Therefore, when the three of them rode two bicycles to the school, there were already many people around the school gate.

Among them are Principal Wu, who is full of worries, and Zhou Chujiang, whom Su Yuncheng is looking for.

"Fever gone? Did you prescribe medicine? Have you eaten? Look at your pale face, why don't you take a break and come here? Be obedient, and come back to class when you're ready."

Principal Wu grabbed Lin Nianhe's arm, tested her body temperature and felt that Lin Nianhe's complexion was not good, so he frowned and urged her to go back to rest.

Lin Nianhe took her arm with a smile: "I'm fine, the principal, my fever subsided last night, and I ate lunch, the stewed chicken with mushrooms that I ate at the state-run restaurant... You see, I can run and jump, Don't delay the class, at worst I'll just sit and give lectures."

Principal Wu frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he felt his throat itchy. He turned his head to cover his mouth and coughed several times.

Lin Nianhe quickly patted her on the back and said, "Look, you're still talking about me, you are the one who should really rest."

Principal Wu coughed a few times, recovered his breath, and said firmly, "I'm just choking, nothing happened."

Her cough is an old problem. It's just been colder recently, and she coughs more frequently. It's much better than in previous years.

Without Lin Nianhe opening her mouth, Wang Shumei parked her bicycle and supported Principal Wu's other arm: "If you are choking, you have to take a good rest. The doctor said that Nianhe is fine, so don't worry about her."

"That's right, I'm fine..."

The two of them sang and talked together, and helped Principal Wu into her room.

Zhou Chujiang's eyes moved with Lin Nianhe's movement, and before he even took a few glances, his eyes were occupied by a field of earthy yellow.

He took two steps back and took a closer look. It was an envelope.

Looking along the hand holding the envelope, Su Yuncheng's face came into view.

Zhou Chujiang opened his mouth for a long time, but he didn't come out with a single word.

Su Yuncheng handed the envelope to him: "Your uncle asked me to bring you the letter."

Zhou Chujiang was very surprised.

His uncle who can only scold him will write him a letter?Is the sun out in the west?
Zhou Chujiang took the letter in a daze, and curled his lips in disgust when he saw the crooked words on the envelope.

This kind of handwriting that every stroke can fall unexpectedly is indeed his uncle's handwriting.

He didn't read the letter, he glanced at the scattered students, and then at Su Yuncheng.

He licked his lower lip, and couldn't help asking the question that had troubled him for a long time: "Well, Comrade Su, are you and Mr. Lin dating?"

Zhou Chujiang didn't live in the educated youth spot for nothing, at least he knew that Xie Yufei and Lin Nianhe were just childhood friends.

Then Su Yuncheng...

Zhou Chujiang thought, since Xie Yufei was all misunderstood, why couldn't Su Yuncheng also be misunderstood?

Su Yuncheng frowned and looked at the dumbass in front of him, with a strong urge to slap him to death.

"Brother Yun Cheng."

Lin Nianhe's soft voice sounded behind Su Yuncheng.

The restlessness in Su Yuncheng's heart was swept away, and he turned to look at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Are you busy this afternoon? Are you busy?" Lin Nianhe walked up to him and looked up at him slightly.

There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, there were many people nearby, but she only had him in her eyes.

Su Yuncheng didn't know if she heard Zhou Chujiang's question, and didn't care.

He said: "I'm not busy, I've finished my work, and I don't have anything to do recently."

He'll be free until the next mission comes along.

Lin Nianhe looked at him expectantly: "Then can you help me move the desk in our classroom? Uncle Li's material is too solid, I can't move it."

Su Yuncheng replied without thinking, "Okay, let's go."

As soon as Lin Nianhe raised the corner of his mouth, he heard a sentence not far away: "You can't lift a hammer... Now is not the time for you melon girl to hold a cow baby all over the place?"

Lin Nianhe's smile froze for a moment and then continued to smile. She looked at Su Yuncheng as if nothing happened, as if she was asking: I can move, but I just want you to help me, okay?
Su Yuncheng didn't seem to have heard what Wen said. He took Lin Nianhe's book and asked her: "Is it too late now? How about I wait until the next class break to help you carry it?"

"Okay, where are you waiting for me then?"

"Can I go to your classroom?"

"Aren't you bored?"

"No, I like to watch you... lecture."

"That's good."

The two of them left as if no one was around, leaving Zhou Chujiang standing there with the letter in his hand, listening to the heartbroken voice quietly.

His question no longer needs to be answered.

His heart was broken into countless pieces.

A student passed by, saw his sad face, and asked concerned: "Mr. Zhou, are you okay?"

Zhou Chujiang came back to his senses and tried to maintain a strong character: "It's okay, I just miss my uncle." After speaking, he immediately tore open the envelope in order to match his words.

On a thin piece of letter paper, there are messy dog ​​crawling characters written all over it.

"Little bastard, let me tell you how far you can get away from Comrade Lin. My mother-in-law has turned against you. If you dare to approach him, I will break your leg..."

After Zhou Chujiang read the letter without a signature, he was very sure that it was written by his uncle.

This tone of voice, this swear word, this typo, this style of breaking his legs if he doesn't agree with each other... can only be written by his uncle.

Holding the letter, Zhou Chujiang suddenly had the feeling that the whole world was against his love.

Ah!
his lover!

Gone before touching it!

Ah!
His grief!

Bigger than a grain of rice eaten by a sparrow!
……

In the first grade classroom, Lin Nianhe suddenly shivered.

Su Yuncheng asked her: "Is it cold?"

Lin Nianhe shook his head: "No, it just feels like being targeted by resentment."

Su Yuncheng laughed dumbfounded, and said softly: "Don't believe those idealistic rhetoric."

Lin Nianhe turned around, looked at him and whispered, "Idealism has some benefits."

"Huh?" Su Yuncheng looked at her with interest, "What's the benefit?"

"for example--"

"I can look forward to seeing you again in the next life."

Lin Nianhe's eyebrows were curved, and his black and white eyes looked at his own reflection in his eyes.

For a moment, Su Yuncheng only felt that Lin Nianhe's words kept lingering in his ears, beating his heart over and over again.

He felt that he might also have a fever, and the breath he exhaled was extremely hot.

His ears were red, and so was his face.He looked at Lin Nianhe, not knowing how to respond to this sentence.

But Lin Nianhe didn't let him go.

"What do you think of the benefits?" she asked.

Su Yuncheng's breathing became more rapid.

His lips moved, and even though he hadn't thought it through yet, he still let out a short "um" in a low voice.

He was afraid that his slow answer would make her misunderstand that he didn't want to see her goodbye.

But after answering, he was not satisfied. With such a simple word, he felt very coping.

But he was not good at words, and racked his brains but couldn't figure out how to express her better.

Su Yuncheng frowned unconsciously, thinking hard.

(End of this chapter)