After eating this somewhat awkward dinner, the four of them walked around the campus together and went back to the dormitory. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiang Xiaolin made the bed, hung up the mosquito net and rested. There are still a few days left before the school ceremony, and she doesn't have much luggage with her, so she plans to spend tomorrow time visiting the provincial capital and buying some items by the way.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Xiaolin thought that before she came to the provincial capital, she brought the money left by her parents and the dividends of the business, a total of more than 900 yuan. When I signed up today, I paid 110 yuan for the first year's tuition, and tomorrow I have to go to the bank to save the rest of the money. Also, I don't have a few clothes, the provincial city is closer to the south than my hometown, and the clothes I wear are too hot, so I have to buy two clothes......

Thinking about tomorrow's plan, Jiang Xiaolin gradually fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Jiang Xiaolin got up and told everyone that there was something to do, and then left the school alone.

The provincial city was a strange city to her, and Jiang Xiaolin started to walk around the school with great interest, she wanted to get more familiar with this city, after all, she was going to live here for four years.

The location of the provincial university is the central location of the provincial capital, and the surrounding area is still quite lively, there are banks, post offices, and everything that sells. Since last year, when you no longer have to have a ticket to buy things, more and more people have come out to do small businesses, and some small markets have slowly and spontaneously formed.

The small market that Jiang Xiaolin found was quite interesting, the market was full of food, and she didn't have breakfast, so she came over to buy a piece of corn. Then she found that there were many small shops selling clothes, all kinds of knick-knacks and daily necessities, and she even found a second-hand bookstore.

Now there are not many shops selling ready-to-wear clothes, that is, they can only be seen in cities such as provincial capitals, and villages and even county towns still tear pieces of cloth to make their own clothes. Of course, the clothes made by himself can't talk about the style, just like the clothes on Jiang Xiaolin's body, fat blue cloth pants, and a floral cloth long-sleeved shirt.

She looked at the clothes in the ready-to-wear store and saw a white shirt, this shirt has a relatively new collar design, narrow and pointed, and the material is also good.

"Little girl, this dress is like the south, we don't have it here, you look good in it. ”

"Yes, yes. ”

Jiang Xiaolin didn't show any special liking, but just asked the eldest sister who sold clothes: "Do you have summer pants?"

"Yes. The eldest sister took out several pairs of pants, and she picked out a pair of black pants with a thinner fabric, which could be worn in the past two days, and even bought the white shirt for three yuan and five cents.

Jiang Xiaolin chose a dress in another store, light blue pinstripes, long-sleeved long skirts, and a slightly cinched waist style, although she seems to be very conservative, but in this era it is definitely not a fashionable dress that everyone dares to wear, and the price is considerable, just this one costs four yuan, more than a dress.

When she went to the end of the market, in addition to three clothes, she also bought a piece of soap and a small bottle of "Friendship Alabaster", which is a rare skin care product in this era, Jiang Xiaolin is really not used to washing her face with water every day, even if this body is still young, it can't be completely moisturized.

In the end, Jiang Xiaolin stayed in the used bookstore for a while, bought a few old books, and prepared to read them when she was bored. Then he went back to school with the "loot".

Back in the dormitory, Jiang Xiaolin found that three new roommates had been added, Li Xiaoqing from a neighboring county, Wang Pingping from other provinces, and Shang Ling, who was also from another province and was six months pregnant.

After greeting them one by one, there were already seven people in the eight-person dormitory, and only one was late.

Jiang Xiaolin packed up the things she had just bought, and had nothing to do, so she had to sit in the mosquito net and look at the books she had just bought.

Although it was only the second day of arriving at the dormitory, the seven girls in the house had already separated themselves. Jiang Xiaolin watched Wang Ying pull Li Xiaoqing to sit on her own bed and whispered; Xu Guohong looked at Shang Ling's slightly convex lower abdomen, talking about her mother's scriptures as a passer-by; and Wang Pingping, a typical rural girl, because she was too shy, has not said a word except to say hello......

"What book are you reading?"

Zhang Hongyan looked at the books in Jiang Xiaolin's hands curiously, their textbooks have not been handed out yet, and the library has not yet opened, Jiang Xiaolin is reading the books she brought?

It's no wonder that she is curious, there are still too few people who are willing to read and buy extracurricular books this year.

Jiang Xiaolin showed her book cover.

"Resurrection?"

Zhang Hongyan read the title of the book, but she didn't know the book. She is an educated youth, she just graduated from junior high school before going to the countryside, and after returning home, she was dedicated to taking the university entrance examination, where did she come into contact with extracurricular reading materials.

"Well, the work of a famous Soviet writer. Jiang Xiaolin saw her confusion and explained it to her.

"Oh. Zhang Hongyan was a little embarrassed, ashamed that Jiang Xiaolin, who came out of the village, knew this writer, but she didn't know. "Is this your book?"

"yes. ”

"That'...... When you're done, can you lend me a look?"

"No problem. ”

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and they both felt that the distance between them had narrowed a lot. Jiang Xiaolin put the book aside first, she also wanted to chat. The beds of the two are next to each other, and it is very convenient to chat, Jiang Xiaolin sat against the wall with her knees crossed, and asked Zhang Hongyan:

"Where did you go to the countryside to become an educated youth?"

"Heilongjiang, Nenjiang Farm. ”

"Heilongjiang, it's cold over there. ”

"But no, every winter it has to be more than 30 degrees below zero, and my face is frostbitten......

Because Zhang Hongyan also has several years of experience in rural life, she consciously gets close to Jiang Xiaolin, and there is no communication problem between the two of them, and the more they chat, the happier they are.

Wang Ying said this to Li Xiaoqing, glanced at them, and said to Li Xiaoqing: "That...... is a bed, a rural girl, but she still has to pretend to be the same as a city person, slapping a swollen face and being fat, which is ridiculous and dead. ”

Li Xiaoqing glanced at Zhang Hongyan and Jiang Xiaolin, who were talking, and said, "Really, I can't see it." ”

"Why can't you see that? You look like that...... It's good to talk to the people in the city, and she wanted to get close to me during dinner yesterday, so I didn't want to pay attention to her. ”

"No, it's all classmates...... It's just talking. ”

"Then why didn't she talk to Wang Pingping...... They are all village girls who have never seen the world, and they must have a common language. ”

Li Xiaoqing said in her heart that just like Wang Pingping, I don't like to talk to her. Speaking of which, her head was almost lowered to her chest, and people who didn't know thought she was bullying her when they saw it.

Although Li Xiaoqing did not agree with Wang Ying's words, he also echoed a few words. After all, since she entered the dormitory, Wang Ying has been taking the initiative to talk to her and help her, and she doesn't want to leave an impression that she is not in good contact.

The girls were chatting with each other, and suddenly the bedroom door was pushed open again, and it turned out that the last roommate was late.

The first person who walked in was a middle-aged aunt in her forties, who looked like a mother at first glance, and as soon as she came in, she first looked at the only empty bed, turned her head and said to the girl who followed behind:

"Come in, Nana, it's a bunk, it's good. ”

"What's good, with so many people in one room, can I sleep well?"

The little girl in her twenties rolled her eyes with a reluctant look and looked around their bedroom with disgust, "One person is just such a small cabinet, where do I put my clothes?" ”

"Leave it at home, you come home every Sunday, bring back the dirty clothes, and bring the next week's clothes. ”

"How can I carry it so much?"

"Well, Mom asked your brother to send you...... It's not that you are not allowed to go to school in the first year of school, otherwise, how can your mother let you live on campus......"

This aunt first helped her daughter clean up her bed, put away her things, and persuaded her daughter to stay in school, and her degree of "filial piety" has never even been seen by Jiang Xiaolin, a modern person, let alone a person in this era.

Several little girls were dumbfounded.