Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart

"Lan County Station is coming up, comrades getting off please take your luggage..."

On the train full of educated youth, Lin Nianhe clutched her tiny face and hoisted her backpack, her expression heroically tragic as if heading to a battlefield.

A month ago, she was reborn, from a world far away in icy apocalypse back to just before a cataclysm.

She had thought, with resources in her left hand and a black card in her right, that she was well-prepared for an apocalypse heroine's script, only to find herself thrust into the last century.

Her RV, refuge pod, and various cutting-edge technological products... It'd be impossible to retrieve them for another two or three decades.

Strictly speaking, those thousands of tons of grain couldn't be brought to the fore either, as the finely processed food from the future starkly contrasted the present's.

She'd blown all her family's money stockpiling, ending up with a lonely stash.

If it were merely time-travel, Lin Nianhe could have still consoled herself. Although resources were scarce in this era, it was a million times better than living in an apocalypse.

But she had the misfortune of gaining a no-good adoptive father.

To support the construction of the homeland, her adoptive father had "donated" her...

Upon learning she had to go to the countryside, Lin Nianhe was utterly stunned.

The original owner of the body wasn't like her; she didn't possess a physique tempered by the apocalypse. The Lin Family had only one son and one daughter, her brother Lin Huai Zhou was in the military, and Lin Nianhe was the cherished jewel of the family, pampered from a young age — she hadn't even mixed her own cup of malta.

And herself... Before the apocalypse, she was a rich second generation skilled at enjoying life; after the apocalypse, she was an insignificant laborer at a base, farming? Heard of it, never saw it, let alone did it.

And now, to the countryside?

Lin Nianhe seriously suspected her adoptive father was a villain intent on hindering rural development!

Yet, thinking about the private money tickets contributed by Old Lin in her space, Lin Nianhe abandoned the righteous idea of writing a denunciation letter against her own family.

The train slowly came to a stop, and Lin Nianhe finally stepped onto the hot soil of Lan County.

She had just descended from the sleeping car when she was enveloped by several curious, scrutinizing gazes.

In this era, it was very difficult to buy a hard sleeper train ticket, and the Educated Youth Office provided hard seat tickets for the educated youth going to the countryside. Which ordinary family would pass up free tickets just to spend extra money on a sleeping berth?

Comrade Old Lin would.

Facing pairs of envious eyes, Lin Nianhe had to admit, although Comrade Old Lin had caused trouble for the country, he truly cherished his daughter.

Amidst the bustling crowd, Lin Nianhe followed the flow of people out of the station.

In front of the train station, lay scattered twenty-odd ox carts, and commune members seeing the educated youth come forth picked up megaphones to shout.

"Nine-miles Team, Nine-miles Team!"

"Birch Team..."

"..."

"Ten Miles Team, gather here!"

Lin Nianhe instinctively scanned her surroundings, memorizing the environment, then headed straight towards a balding man in his fifties.

Her sharp senses honed by the apocalypse remained keen, allowing her to easily find the person she was looking for in the crowd.

The leader of the Ten Miles Team, Li Dahe, looking at the delicate and beautiful little bastard in front of him, felt an ill premonition rising.

"Uncle, is this where the Ten Miles Team is gathering?"

The crisp and clear Beijing accent struck like a bolt from the blue, causing Li Dahe's already sparse hair to lose another two strands.

Li Dahe's brow twitched, eyeing this girl buried in luggage and holding on to his last shred of hope, he asked, "Young lady, you're asking about the Ten Miles Team? Who are you looking for?"

Lin Nianhe's eyes curved with a smile as she handed over the documents she had been clutching from early on to Li Dahe: "Uncle, my name is Lin Nianhe, I'm an educated youth assigned to the Ten Miles Team, please check, is this correct?"

The list of educated youth was already distributed to each team, and Li Dahe knew once he heard the name that the thing he feared the most had finally happened.

He looked at the little Beanny in front of him and felt so worried that he was grinding his teeth.

Look at her, not much bigger than a wolf-dog, what could she possibly do?

Lin Nianhe never expected to be disliked as soon as she got off the train.

She quietly looked into Li Dahe's eyes; after a moment, her legs gave out, and she sat straight down on her tightly packed luggage.

A picture of frailty, unable to take care of herself.

Li Dahe was stunned.

Lin Nianhe had no doubt that if he could, this uncle would have gladly carried her back to Beijing overnight for a return.

Li Dahe indeed wanted to return her.

But there was no way; sending educated youths to the countryside was a national call, and the personnel distribution was also finalized by the Educated Youth Office and the commune. Not only could he not return her, but he also had to make sure she was looked after and not let her die in Ten Miles Team.

Li Dahe took two drags of his dry tobacco, pointed at the ox cart behind him, and said in a muffled voice, "Put the luggage on board, we will leave when everyone is here."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle."

Lin Nianhe smiled with a twinkle in her eyes, kicking her legs trying to stand up, but failing.

Li Dahe looked at the little bastard who struggled but couldn't move an inch, and despite his distaste, he felt a pang of compassion.

If it were his daughter being displaced from home...

Li Dahe sighed, silently reached out to pick up Lin Nianhe and casually helped her put the luggage on the ox cart.

Lin Nianhe crisply thanked him again, behaving extremely well.

Li Dahe mumbled a response, turned away, and went to receive other educated youths.

The educated youths, shaken nearly apart by the green train, were all drained of spirit, each with a drooping head, which made Li Dahe's teeth ache.

As he verified the credentials of the educated youths, his peripheral vision caught Lin Nianhe again.

She stood obediently by the side of the ox cart, curiously looking around, her anticipation for the new life starkly contrasting with the either proud or sorrowful educated youths around her.

Li Dahe couldn't help but straighten his back a bit.

See, the children from Beijing are so satisfied with this place; those who despise their remote and impoverished area must have problematic thoughts!

Lin Nianhe noticed Li Dahe's gaze and gave him a radiant smile.

She had just heard someone call this uncle "Team Leader," and she would be working under him in the future, so she had better make a good relationship.

Her smile hadn't even lasted three seconds when she heard a female voice unkindly accusing:

"Comrade, everyone else is busy working, and you are just standing here not helping; isn't that lacking the spirit of mutual help and unity?"

Lin Nianhe wasn't sure who the voice was addressing, but her experience told her that such provocation must lead to some drama.

However, this accusation of "not having a spirit of unity" was a heavy label that not everyone could bear.

Lin Nianhe looked around, wanting to see which unlucky soul was targeted.

However, as she turned her head, she saw a girl in a floral shirt and green army pants, one hand on her hip and the other lifting up, pointing to herself like a teapot.

This little pose was extremely mocking.

Lin Nianhe squinted.

Oh ho, the drama had found its way onto her own head.