Deng Ying sat on the train, watching the train wind between the mountains and gallop on the vast plains.

From the green mountains and green waters to the bleak vegetation, there are more and more familiar scenes, and the sound of the train's whistle is dull and long, which makes Deng Ying's heart tremble.

After leaving the train station, the sun had already sunk in the west, the cold wind was blowing, and many people walked forward with their necks hunched and cuffs caged.

Deng Ying saw his parents waiting at the door at a glance, and he walked up and hugged them in turn.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back. Deng Xianchang patted his son on the shoulder, and the water shone behind his glasses.

Deng Mu Mu Shuwan wiped the corners of her eyes, "Go, go back, Mom has already made you your favorite meatballs." ”

Deng Ying nodded, followed his parents on the tram, then got off the station, and after walking for a while, stopped in front of a small western-style building.

"The house is back?" Deng Ying's expression was a little complicated, there were too many memories about this place.

"I paid back some of it, and it doesn't matter if I want the rest or not. Deng Xianchang said indifferently, as long as the family is fine, even if they start over, their Deng family is not afraid.

The parents kept putting vegetables in the bowl, Deng Ying couldn't help it, and finally he lay on the familiar bed and rolled a few times.

He will report tomorrow and surprise Qiao Hongyuan and them then.

Deng Ying sat up from the bed, took out a notebook from his luggage, and found the money and food stamps sandwiched in it.

In the middle of the notebook, there are also several photos, including a single photo of him, and a photo with the Qiao family brothers and sisters.

At this time, the door was knocked twice and then pushed open, Mu Shuwan came in with a cup of coffee, "You haven't drunk it for a long time, try it?"

"Xiao Ying, do you mind telling me about you going to the countryside?" Mu Shuwan looked at her son's rough hands and felt very blocked in her heart.

Deng Ying looked at Mu Shuwan, in fact, she was not much better, and there were more wounds on her hands than herself.

He thought about it, picked something and said, "Actually, that brigade is really good to us, Mom, you and Dad have just suffered." ”

He knew that life would be harder for those sent to the north, because the circumstances were enough to kill a person.

"Our family ...... this time," Deng Ying stopped talking.

"This time we were able to come back so quickly, thanks to the efforts of your uncles, and the union will soon be reorganized, so it will be easier to contact your uncles and them. ”

Deng Ying said and nodded, it seems that their family has survived, "The time difference between me and others to receive the admission letter is a little much, did someone interfere in the end?"

Mu Shuwan glanced at the notice handed over by her son, it was Qingda, she thought for a while, "Maybe, I remember that the vice principal there knew your grandfather." ”

"Looks like I'm lucky. Deng Ying hooked the corners of his lower lip, and his eyes wanted to laugh at himself.

"Then we will accompany you to report tomorrow?" The son finally came back, and Mu Shuwan wanted to spend more time with the family.

"Good. Deng Ying didn't plan to stay in the house, after all, their home was not far from the school.

Moreover, he and Qiao Hongyuan are not in the same school, and the dream of the same major and the same dormitory together is impossible to come true.

Therefore, it is really not necessary to live on campus, but it will reduce the quality of life of oneself, which is too worthless.

Qiao Jiayue and Qiao Hongliang had dinner, and after they separated, they took two meat buns back for supper.

As soon as she stepped into the dormitory, she saw a red cloud moving around the room, unusually conspicuous in the dimly lit dormitory.

It was a white chubby girl, wearing a red crewneck sweater, revealing the light blue shirt collar inside, even though the black padded jacket was a little old, but the way the sweater and good shirt inside looked very fashionable.

"Hello, I met Guo Yufan, it's a pleasure to meet you. As soon as Guo Yufan saw Qiao Jiayue, he immediately came over to greet her, and his attitude was very enthusiastic.

"Did you only come yesterday? I saw your luggage yesterday, so I saw you. ”

Qiao Jiayue smiled and put the buns she brought into the enamel jar, "Hello, my name is Qiao Jiayue, are you the only one in the dormitory?"

Hu Ailan and her daughter are in the hospital, and it's normal that they haven't come back, but what about the others? It's going to be dark.

"They all went to study on their own, and I thought it was too cold, so I came back to wash up first, just when there were few people. ”

Guo Yufan glanced at Qiao Jiayue curiously, she has always been intuitive when she gets along with people.

The first time she saw Qiao Jiayue, her intuition told her that she must make friends with her!

Qiao Jiayue didn't know Guo Yufan's thoughts, she thought that she was also very unfamiliar with boarding life, and seeing that this new roommate was very enthusiastic, she might have to trouble her a little more.

Guo Yufan wished he could spend more time with Qiao Jiayue, so he also picked up his hot water bottle and said to Qiao Jiayue: "Let's go, let's go together." ”

Boiling water is not free, and it is available for a limited period of time, and you need to use money to buy a boiling water ticket.

She is a southerner, and the weather here is dry and cold, which is completely different from her hometown.

It's only been two days since she arrived in Beijing, and she already feels that her skin is like the dried mud, and it's already about to fall off.

Qiao Jiayue also brought a bucket of water, planning to carry a bucket back to take a bath, yesterday in the guest house, she also hurriedly wiped it with a towel, counting the train, it has been several days since she washed her hair and bathed.

Guo Yufan was a little surprised when she saw that Qiao Jiayue bought so many boiling water tickets in one go and brought so much hot water to take a bath.

Many roommates are very frugal with hot water, and they only go to the bathhouse once every ten days and half a month to take a bath, where are they willing to buy boiling water like Qiao Jiayue?

After Qiao Jiayue learned about the public bathhouse from Guo Yufan, her face couldn't help but change, Qiao's mother taught her to take care of herself since she was a child, and the most taboo thing is to share sanitary products with others.

A group of people took a bath in a bath, and Qiao Jiayue said that she couldn't stand it as a southern girl.

When Qiao Jiayue finally finished taking a shower, not being able to wash her hair made her a little irritable, and all kinds of things in her life remained the same, which made her begin to regret applying for a university in Beijing.

There are few things here that can satisfy her with the environment and living habits.

Sure enough, she was too naïve, she didn't think too much about it, she knew that she should have reported to the sea market in the first place, at least they were all southern cities, and the environment was almost the same.

The mosquito net used by Qiao Jiayue is not a white gauze net, but a cloth made of her own cloth, and the color is black and gray, as long as it is closed, people outside cannot see inside.

The people in the dormitory either use a gauze net, or they don't hang it, Qiao Jiayue's mosquito net is really very conspicuous.

Qiao Jiayue put down the mosquito net, and when she was putting on the quilt, she secretly bought an unusually warm quilt from the system and put it in the quilt cover.

The quilt cover is sewn by Qiao's mother, and it is too large, and when you look at it from the outside, you won't find the mystery inside.

When Qiao Jiayue slept, as long as she folded the quilt in half, half of it was padded and half covered, and she barely survived this spring.

If it weren't for the fact that a lot of their luggage had still arrived, and the weather in the capital was still cold, the thin quilt they were carrying would not be warm enough.

Looking at other people's beds, except for a few quilts on the beds, which look thicker and use colorful sheets, while others have thinner quilts than their own quilts.

She couldn't help but sigh, most people's conditions were too hard. I want to talk about "Sixty Farming Fields" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~