The little boy glanced at Ling Xiaoxiao dissatisfied, let go of his embrace, and pulled her to continue walking towards the gymnasium.

The venue in the middle of the gymnasium is full of all kinds of luggage, and there are not many new students who have reported on this day, so there is still a little gap between the luggage.

Ling Xiaoxiao found the senior in charge, handed over the admission notice and receipt, and after a while, a flatbed cart was pushed over, and the most eye-catching thing on it was her big futon.

Rao is Ling Xiaoxiao is thick-skinned, looking at the luggage of this flatbed car, she still can't help but feel ashamed.

"This senior, can you lend us a flatbed truck? There was a lot of luggage, and the two of us couldn't take it back. Ling Xiaoxiao was thinking wildly, so she listened to Jiang Zizhuo discussing with the senior who came over with the cart.

Several sophomores and juniors who are responsible for taking care of their luggage are a little embarrassed, and the museum is about to close. This is the common property of the school.

As if knowing their inner thoughts, Jiang Zizhuo quickly said: "We can put the admission letter here first, and then take it away when we send the car back." ”

The admission letter represents the identity of the new student, the importance is self-evident, there is this as a mortgage is more effective than anything, the boy pulling the car is no longer embarrassed, just explained: "We are about to close here, you must send your luggage to the dormitory and return the car later." ”

Jiang Zizhuo nodded very seriously, took the lever from the other party's hand, pulled Ling Xiaoxiao, who was still a little stunned, and walked outside the gymnasium.

There are flatbeds. It's much more convenient to run the luggage, but Ling Xiaoxiao's eye-catching futon is stacked on top of it and is extremely swaggering, and people passing by can't help but take a few looks.

"My son Zhuo is so smart that he actually thought of picking up a flatbed truck with them." Ling Xiaoxiao can't do this, she can't say anything nice like asking for money, in order to make the other party feel better after listening to it.

It's a pity that Jiang Xiaoxiao just glanced at her lightly, and continued to walk forward without squinting.

I finally returned to Heyuan and went downstairs to Building No. 8. Ling Xiaoxiao only felt that her ears were about to become deaf. The noise of this punt rubbing against the ground is just too loud.

"How are we going to get it?" Ling Xiaoxiao stood at the door, looked at the dormitory aunt who was looking out inside, and asked Jiang Zizhuo softly.

"Look at something, I'll take it. You go talk to your aunt first. "So many things. Big and heavy. Jiang Zizhuo definitely couldn't let Ling Xiaoxiao carry it up.

"Well, why don't I let my parents come down, there's a lot of stuff. You're going to have to make several trips by yourself. Ling Xiaoxiao looked at her somewhat exaggerated luggage, and let the little boy run back and forth by himself, she would feel distressed.

"It's okay, don't bother them, which dormitory do you live in?" Jiang Zizhuo looked at the luggage in the car, thinking about how it would be more convenient to take it.

"I'm in 507, and my parents should be on it." He said that if he didn't need it, he didn't need it, and Ling Xiaoxiao didn't argue with him, but helped him find a few good ones to put in his hand.

ran to the dormitory manager aunt to explain again, and then watched him climb upstairs little by little, watching the little boy's back disappear, she thought about it for a while and called Ling's mother to explain.

Such a great god helped her carry her luggage, she always had to give Ling's father and Ling's mother a little preparation.

After a while, Jiang Zizhuo took Ling's mother downstairs, Ling Xiaoxiao only watched the two of them coming from a distance, chatting sideways as they walked, just looking at the smile on the corner of Ling's mother's mouth that was bigger than the smile on the corner of Ling's mouth that was even bigger than the morning to Mu Zhe, she seemed to be more satisfied with Jiang Zizhuo than Mu Zhe.

"Da Bao'er, you and Zizhuo go to get things upstairs, and I'll help you watch the car here." Ling's mother took Ling Xiaoxiao's hand and kept winking at her, thinking that she was helping her daughter create opportunities.

Ling Xiaoxiao was almost amused by her expression, and hurriedly bent down to go to the luggage, Jiang Zizhuo had already hugged the exaggerated futon bag on his chest, and Ling Xiaoxiao saw that there were not many things left, so she picked them all up.

The two of them took a lot of things, especially Jiang Zizhuo, the roll of bedding weighed at least dozens of catties, heavy and large, extremely difficult to hold, and the luggage in Ling Xiaoxiao's hands was also a large package, the two of them stopped and stopped all the way, and when they pushed open the door of 507, Ling Xiaoxiao threw things directly on the ground tiredly.

"Classmate Jiang, put it down and take a break." Although Dad Ling didn't want to give Jiang Zizhuo a good face, he knew the weight of this large roll of bedding, and he was embarrassed to look at the sweat of others.

Ling Xiaoxiao took out a tissue from her backpack and raised her hand to wipe it for him, but when she saw Ling's father's eyes, she paused her hand and quickly changed her route: "Classmate Jiang, wipe it." ”

Mr. Jiang! The little boy made another note for Ling Xiaoxiao in his heart, and glared at Ling Xiaoxiao at an angle that Ling's father couldn't see, and then took the tissue paper and wiped it casually.

The flatbed truck downstairs had to be sent back to the gymnasium, and the two of them didn't stay long, turned around and went downstairs again, changed Ling's mother to go upstairs to pack up their things, pulled the flatbed, and walked to the gymnasium with a bang, a clang.

Walking out of the garden, the alarm was lifted, Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly took out another piece of tissue paper, raised her hand and wiped it carefully for Jiang Zizhuozai.

"Zizhuo, do you live in school at night, or go back to your grandfather's house?"

"Isn't it Jiang?!" Jiang Zizhuo almost hummed out of his nose when he said this.

I know that I will be careful!

Ling Xiaoxiao smiled with a smile on her face: "You see that my dad is not in good health, his face has changed when he comes back from the supermarket today, and I don't know what is wrong with him, I don't dare to make him unhappy." ”

"Went to the supermarket? Going with that senior? The little boy directly grasped the point of Ling Xiaoxiao's words, and his narrow eyes narrowed dangerously.

With a little bit of gnashing of teeth in her tone, Ling Xiaoxiao could hear the problem no matter how big she was, and secretly blamed herself for speaking carelessly, but this kind of thing still has to be confessed and lenient in order to be treated leniently.

She hurriedly hugged one of the little boy's arms: "There is nothing in the dormitory, you have to buy some daily necessities, otherwise you can't even wipe the bed board and table." ”

Jiang Zizhuo still snorted softly, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Ling Xiaoxiao knew that he was just uncomfortable in his heart, and he wasn't really angry, so she hugged his arm and rubbed her head on his shoulder, and the long-lost fragrance of tea seemed to become more and more intense in this sultry weather.

The two returned the flatbed truck, retrieved Ling Xiaoxiao's admission letter and walked back, "Zizhuo, will you live on campus at night or go back to your grandfather's house?" ”

Ling Xiaoxiao reminded her of the old words, although Ling's father and Ling's mother lived in Heyuan at night, she still hoped that the little boy could be closer to her.

"I've already completed the enrollment procedures and brought my luggage with me." Jiang Zizhuo took her hand, rubbing his thumb, it was still the familiar feeling he had before.

So it's a live school! Ling Xiaoxiao blinked her big beautiful eyes, and happily just wanted to kiss him vigorously. (To be continued.) )