Not long after Yang Niannian arrived at the dormitory, Qiao Jinxi came back from outside.

She seemed to be in a good mood, and couldn’t wait to share it with Meng Ziyu as soon as she entered the house.

"Tzuyu, I found a part-time job. From now on, I will give students half a day's lessons every Sunday morning. I will earn five dollars!"

Her living expenses are only 15 yuan a month, and she can earn 20 yuan by going there four days a month.

This part-time job earns her more than the living expenses her family gives her. If she can continue doing it, she can save some money every month.

Meng Ziyu rolled her eyes, “If you don’t have enough money, why don’t you just call home? Why bother with so much effort?”

"My family is not well off. My parents only give me 15 yuan a month." Qiao Jinxi said embarrassedly.

Yang Niannian asked curiously, "Did that man come to you again?"

Qiao Jinxi shook her head embarrassedly, "I took the initiative to find him. I wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect him to agree. It was only a half-day trial period."

Even if it only took half a day, she was very happy. Even if she failed the probation period, she would still earn two extra dollars.

Yang Niannian always felt that this matter was a little strange, "Have you ever been to an interview before?"

If Qiao Jinxi was rejected in the interview before, and Yu Shun hired Qiao Jinxi after seeing that Qiao Jinxi knew her, it would inevitably make people think too much.

Qiao Jinxi's eyes flickered. "No, I saw the line was too long and felt I had no chance, so I didn't line up. Later, I heard him say that his brother was easy to teach, so I wanted to give it a try. It just so happened that I had tutored my brother before, so I had experience, so he agreed as soon as he heard it."

Meng Ziyu sneered with disdain, “Five yuan for half a day’s class, the teacher doesn’t charge this price when he goes out to teach, right? Aren’t you worried about being cheated out of nothing, and don’t you think about it, there are so many talents in the school, how could they choose you?”

Qiao Jinxi looked embarrassed, "I have tutored my younger brother before, so I have experience."

Meng Ziyu rolled her eyes, “If that’s what you call experience, I can still go out and open a school. You only know how to look at the money, and you don’t even look at whether you are worth the price.”

“…”

Qiao Jinxi was happy just now, but now that Meng Ziyu had poured several basins of cold water on her, she felt a little depressed, so she silently took her change of clothes and turned around to wash up.

Meng Ziyu didn’t feel that she had gone too far at all, and she shouted as if nothing had happened.

"Wait for me, I want to take a shower today too."

When they left, Zheng Xinyue couldn't help but complain, "That man named Yu Shun doesn't look like a good person. Will Qiao Jinxi be deceived?"

Yang Niannian shook her head thoughtfully, "I'm not sure. We don't know them, and it's hard to judge without evidence. They're recruiting tutors in front of the school in such a high-profile manner, so they probably don't dare to do anything illegal."

Thinking of something, she changed the subject, "Last time I asked you to help me find out about architectural design, how did it go?"

Zheng Xinyue sat down on the chair, shrugged helplessly and spread her hands.

"Nothing. We don't have this major here. If you want to find a suitable one, you have to go to Tsinghua University."

"Then please help me find out if anyone knows a classmate from National Tsing Hua University who knows architectural design. I'll give anyone who can introduce someone a fee," Yang Niannian said.

"Then I'll ask tomorrow."

Although Zheng Xinyue is usually carefree and playful, she still takes Yang Niannian's instructions very seriously.

Just three or four days later, she found a matchmaker.

Back in the dormitory, she boasted excitedly, "One of my classmates' senior is a local from Beijing. He knows a student who knows design at Tsinghua University and is willing to introduce us. He doesn't charge any introduction fees, just pay the design fee. He will wait for us at the school gate at 8 o'clock on Sunday morning."

Yang Niannian was happy but also a little surprised, "What a coincidence? Qiao Jinxi's part-time job is also at 8 o'clock on Sunday morning."

Zheng Xinyue didn't like Qiao Jinxi and Meng Ziyu. If Yang Niannian hadn't persuaded her, she would have drawn a 38th parallel with them long ago.

“Oh, if I had known to make an appointment at nine o’clock, I could have staggered the time with her and slept in. I really can’t stand the way she tries to please Meng Ziyu.”

As the two were chatting, Qiao Jinxi came in from outside with a small square cardboard box in her hand.

"Xinyue, your hometown sent you something, and the dormitory manager asked me to bring it up for you."

Zheng Xinyue was just saying bad things about Qiao Jinxi, but now she was helping her get something, which made her feel a little embarrassed.

I took the things and said awkwardly, "Thank you!"

Without even checking the shipping information, he placed the package on the desk.

"Your family is so nice to you. They sent you things two or three times in just one month since you came to school." Qiao Jinxi said enviously.

"My second uncle loves me the most." Zheng Xinyue said.

When she heard that it was sent by her uncle, Qiao Jinxi couldn't help but feel envious and a little surprised.

From childhood to adulthood, she had never eaten even a bowl of rice at her uncle's house, let alone having things sent to her.

Yang Niannian found it strange, "Did your second uncle send it?"

The last two times Zheng Haitian sent things, they were both very large packages containing food and daily necessities. This time, the package he sent was not much bigger than a shoe box, which was a bit unusual.

Zheng Xinyue sighed, "Who else is there besides my second uncle?"

If it was a letter, she would still expect it to be sent by Qin Aonan, but if it was a box, she would not be surprised at all.

I slowly opened the cardboard box, and what caught my eye was a red scarf.

She twisted it around her neck in disdain, "How old-fashioned! My second uncle has bad taste. Who would want such a red scarf? I don't even like bright red."

When she looked down, she found another khaki line underneath, which made her eyelids twitch and she kept complaining.

"Oh my god, you sent me two of the same style. They should be one for you and one for me. I'll give you the red one. I can barely fit into this shit-colored khaki one."

Yang Niannian looked at the two scarves and thought, "Nothing else?"

Zheng Xinyue tilted her head and peeked into the carton, only to find a note at the bottom with just eight words on it.

"It's cold in Beijing, please keep warm."

Zheng Xinyue was puzzled. "When did my second uncle become so concise? Look at the handwriting, it looks like chicken scratching, it's unbearable to read. It must have been written by my brother."

Yang Niannian felt something was wrong the more she listened, so she reminded him, "Look at the sender on the box."

Zheng Xinyue pouted as she looked at the box. "Besides my second uncle, it's my second aunt. Anyway, it can't be..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly jumped up excitedly and screamed, "Oh my god, Nian Nian, the wood has become a spirit."

Yang Niannian and Qiao Jinxi were startled by her.

Without even looking at it, you can guess who sent it.

Yang Niannian deliberately teased her, "A bright red scarf doesn't look good. If you don't like it, put it on me. I like red the best."

"Who says red is not good-looking? Red is the most suitable color for girls. I have liked red from today on." Zheng Xinyue couldn't put the scarf down and suddenly felt that red was not ugly at all.

As if she was afraid that someone would snatch her things away, she climbed onto the bed holding the two scarves and the note, and carefully tucked the note between her books for fear of wrinkling it.

I couldn't help but praise it, "The handwriting is so beautiful, just like a calligrapher's, it's really beautiful! I will keep it well, this is the first letter he wrote to me, it's very memorable."