It was within Song Yan's expectations that Shen Ruomei knew about Wei Aiguo's affairs.

Shen Ruomei had been standing to the side watching Song Yan the whole time, and her eyes were so eager!

The third brother pulled Shen Ruomei over, "I don't know what got into her, she came back last night and changed your two beds. Now she's your upper bunkmate."

As is your habit, you were supposed to wash the sheets yesterday. Since you weren't home, she washed them all for you.

Shen Ruomei and Hao Yinzhang shared a lower bunk by the window, which was considered a good spot. While the upper bunk by the window would also be an option, it would require climbing up and down.

After the third brother finished speaking, he glanced at Duan Xueting. She had wanted that position back then, but she didn't dare to take it from Chen Ruomei, so she wanted her own.

Song Yan: "Thank you!" Her thanks were very sincere.

"What's this? She brought back cherries yesterday, they were bright red and so delicious. She let each of us try two. She said she'd save the rest for you."

"Tell me, what curse did you cast on her? She's so good to you!" Wang Jinhua said sourly.

Song Yan knew that Shen Ruomei probably believed Wei Aiguo was her brother! Putting aside everything else, at the very least, she knew he was pregnant.

“I will repay those who are good to me. I even prepared a gift for her,” Song Yan said.

"Only hers and not ours?" Wang Jinhua said.

"Let's not listen to that. We won't get any benefits from it!" Sun Shuo muttered from the side.

"The teacher is here!"

Song Yan smiled at Sun Shuo, "You'll definitely be one of them!"

"Look how beautiful she is, her smile is absolutely stunning!" Vice class monitor Meng Xiaoyu couldn't help but say. The key is that her smile isn't the seductive kind of beauty, but rather a particularly cheerful one.

"Who are you saying is pretty?" Xu Pingzhi heard this question as he walked in.

Department Head Xu Pingzhi is definitely the most outstanding teacher in the department, not just one of them.

The classroom immediately fell silent.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Xu Pingzhi felt that these students had a hard time getting the opportunity to study, so they should study hard and not be distracted by trivial matters.

"It was Meng Xiaoyu who said Song Yan was pretty." Duan Xueting's voice wasn't loud, but because the classroom was quiet, everyone heard it.

Most students felt annoyed when they heard this. They thought, "We're not elementary school students, why are you tattling like this?"

Duan Xueting glanced at Song Yan, thinking she would be angry.

But Song Yan sat up straight, gave a provocative smile, and turned to look at the department head with a smile, seemingly fearless.

Meng Xiaoyu was terrified. Who knew that the department head had overheard her words?

Xu Pingzhi dared not speak ill of Song Yan, for Elder Han had written to him again a few days ago, asking him to take care of his junior sister.

If Xu Pingzhi says anything about his junior sister now, be careful, or Elder Han will skin him alive someday. Even anything related to his junior sister is forbidden.

“Let’s continue from where we left off…” Xu Pingzhi began his lecture.

Duan Xueting: That's it. He's the best teacher ever!

Meng Xiaoyu: What a relief!

Everyone: Song Yan is so lucky! Gu Yansong isn't bothering her anymore. Even those who walked right into the line of fire are fine.

…

At noon, when it was time to go to the cafeteria for lunch, Shen Ruomei took Song Yan's lunchbox and said, "What do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."

Song Yan thought the shredded potatoes looked good, "I'll have a mixed flour steamed bun and a serving of shredded potatoes, please!"

Shen Ruomei muttered, "Shredded potatoes have no nutritional value!"

There were too many people around for Song Yan to say anything. She planned to tell Shen Ruomei not to do this.

The roommates brought back their food together, and the eldest, Li Hongmei, raised an eyebrow at Song Yan.

When Song Yan opened the lunchbox, he found a plain white steamed bun, half a portion of shredded potatoes, and half a portion of scrambled eggs.

Shen Ruomei's meal consisted of mixed grain steamed buns, but the vegetables were the same.

As soon as Song Yan saw the meal ticket, he knew that he had spent the money for mixed grain steamed buns and shredded potatoes.

That girl!

After everyone finished eating, they pulled Song Yan back to the dormitory, not because they wanted her things, but because of the atmosphere.

Song Yan left her bag with the dormitory supervisor. When she picked it up, she handed the supervisor a packet of herbal tea. "This is homemade herbal tea. Try some."

When Song Yan arrived at her dormitory and saw her neatly made bed, she felt exceptionally happy.

Upon arriving in Kyoto, Song Yan saw roses growing by the roadside and planted some in his spatial storage. Today, Song Yan was delivering rose-flavored tea. It contained 30 small packets in a brown paper bag.

The eldest brother held the paper bag and smelled it, exclaiming, "The fragrance of these flowers is so rich!"

Shen Ruomei: "Of course."

Since Song Yan had mentioned that Sun Shuo was there, she came without hesitation. She took a sniff and really liked the fragrance.

"Why did your husband bring so much?" Sun Shuo asked, looking at the bag Song Yan had opened.

"I like this flower tea, so he brought some extra."

These are all grown by my family. I thought everyone would like them, so I'm giving them away to everyone to try.” Song Yan is never stingy when it comes to giving things away. Of course, he only gives them to people who deserve them.

For example, Duan Xueting was in the room, but Song Yan didn't bring her any flower tea.

The eldest brother had already brewed a cup, and there was a faint floral fragrance in the room.

"Fourth Sister's flower tea is especially delicious," Shen Ruomei said.

The people in the room all had their eyes glued to her flower tea, as if to say, "Can I have another pack?"

They wouldn't have acted this way with anything else. After all, this was something they grew themselves, not something they paid for. And since Song Yan was a friend they spent every day with, they didn't stand on ceremony.

"Stop looking, these are for you!"

Song Yan gave each person another paper bag.

Duan Xueting scoffed. "A bunch of bumpkins who've never seen anything good before."

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