"Coming!" Yi Qingqing quickly put on her clothes, climbed out of bed, put on her slippers, ran over and unlocked the door.

"Are you sleeping?" The visitor saw Yi Qingqing still buttoning her coat with her hair loose, so he quickly stepped back and pushed the person behind him aside: "Dad, come in later!"

The person who spoke was a girl with short hair cut to her ears and wearing small leather shoes. She seemed to come from a well-off family. She was accompanied by her parents and had a lot of things with her.

"Well, I came early, I came yesterday, and I bolted the door before going to bed at night." Yi Qingqing fastened the last button and made way: "I'm ready, let uncle and aunt come in!"

"Hello, my name is Song Hemei, Song as in Tang poetry and Song lyrics, and Hemei as in harmonious and beautiful." The short-haired girl came in and introduced herself.

Yiqingqing also said: "I am Yiqingqing, the Yi in Yishuo, the Qing in pureness."

"Is Qingqing from Northeast China?" asked Song's mother.

"I'm from Jiangxi Province. I worked in the countryside in Northeast China for a few years," Yi Qingqing answered while combing her hair.

"Oh, no wonder, I heard you have a bit of a Northeastern accent," Song's mother said with a smile, "How old are you? Did you come to the capital to study alone?"

"I'm twenty years old, and I came here with my educated youth friends." There was nothing to hide, so Yi Qingqing answered when Song's mother asked.

"She's two years older than our Meimei. What do her parents do?"

Song Hemei couldn't help it, "Mom, are you investigating the household registration? Why are you asking so many questions?"

If she keeps asking like this, how will her roommates view her?

"Qingqing, don't mind it, my mom is just very curious!"

"It's okay," Yi Qingqing took out the washbasin and toothbrush cup from the closet, "I'll go to the bathroom to wash up first, you guys get busy!"

"Okay," Song Hemei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Yi Qingqing didn't seem to mind.

After Yi Qingqing left, Song's mother said, "Child, find out what happened. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle!"

"This isn't like going to war," Song's father said fairly.

Song Hemei also nodded repeatedly: "That's right!"

…

When Yiqing came back after washing up, Song Hemei had already chosen the bed and was cleaning it.

She chose the lower bunk opposite Yi Qingqing's bed. The two large suitcases and her shoes took up most of the space under the bed.

Yi Qingqing put the basin and cups back into the cabinet, then took out her small shoulder bag and put it on her back.

When she was locking the cabinet, Song Hemei, who was putting things in the cabinet, asked her, "Are you going out?"

"Well, let's go to the cafeteria for breakfast. I heard there are steamed buns and egg soup this morning," Yi Qingqing said, "I'll go first!"

"Okay!" Song Hemei agreed.

Somehow, she felt that this roommate was particularly calm and at ease. Even though they were outnumbered, this roommate didn't feel awkward at all. He didn't even pay too much attention to them and looked very comfortable.

Yi Qingqing went downstairs and went to room 302 and knocked on the door first, "Mengxue, get up!"

Then I went to 310 and found Qian Lailai was not in the room. I went to the bathroom and saw that she was indeed there, washing clothes.

After Qian Lailai finished washing the clothes, Li Mengxue also got up, and the three of them went downstairs together to find Wang Lingling again.

As soon as Wang Lingling met them, she said, "There's someone in our dormitory. He looks a little pitiful. It's winter, and his coat is empty. He looks cold."

"There are so many pitiful people in this world. Don't be too kind. Look at their character first," Li Mengxue was afraid that she would be confused again like she was before.

"I got it, don't worry! I just chatted with her casually and we exchanged names," said Wang Lingling.

She wrote down Li Mengxue's dormitory survival rules in a small notebook and memorized them. The first rule was "Always be on guard against others."

Outside the dormitory building, Guan Nanzhen, who had just taken out the quilt to dry in the sun, saw them and asked, "Are you used to sleeping here?"

Yi Qingqing shook her head: "I've been sleeping on the kang for a few years, I'm used to it. It was a bit cold when I first got into bed, but I'll buy a hot water bottle and it should be fine."

"Why do you need a hot water bottle? A saline bottle is just right. If you're afraid of getting burned, you can sew a cloth bag. It'll keep you warm! My sister-in-law works in the hospital. I can get you a few if you want. It's not a big deal!" Guan Nanzhen said enthusiastically.

"Then I won't be polite with you, we really need it," Yi Qingqing did not refuse.

But Aunt Guan also did her a favor in this matter, so I still sent her some snacks later.

When Yi Qingqing and the others arrived at the fork in the road in front of the grove, Yun Guyuan and the others had not arrived yet, so they waited there for a while.

There were obviously a little more people in school today than yesterday. After standing here for a while, I met several people carrying large and small bags and heading to the dormitory.

The age range of the students is quite wide, there are young people in their teens and twenties, middle-aged people in their thirties and forties, and even some with children.

After waiting for a while, Yun Guyuan and the others had not arrived yet, so Song Hemei and her parents came out.

Yi Qingqing greeted her: "Have you packed up?"

"Well, what are you doing?" Song Hemei looked at her curiously.

Are these the friends who came to the capital with her? So many?

"We are waiting for our friends. Look, they are here," Yi Qingqing said.

Song Hemei couldn't hide the shock in her eyes: "You have so many friends!"

Yi Qingqing nodded with a smile: "I won't talk to you anymore, we really need to go eat now, if we go too late, I'm afraid the meat buns will be gone!"

Song Hemei watched the seven of them run towards the cafeteria.

"These girls get along so well with their male classmates? Are they dating?" Song's mother gossiped.

"Meimei, you must study hard in school and don't hang out with the boys!" Song's father reminded her as he remembered something.

Song Hemei: “…”

Section 161

Yi Qingqing and the others ran to the cafeteria. When the cafeteria aunt saw them, she called them over quickly: "We still have egg soup, but the meat buns are sold out."

"Ah?" The four girls sighed in disappointment.

"Look what this is?" The cafeteria auntie smiled and lifted up a steamer. "I left it for you!"

"Auntie, you are so kind, I love you so much!"

The few people who were craving for meat buns were very happy and said nice things for free.

When I was taking a bath yesterday, I heard the aunties say that the meat buns in the school cafeteria are amazing.

The cafeteria auntie was so embarrassed by the praise: "Okay, okay, go eat quickly!"

Fourteen buns, two per person.

"When did you become so familiar with the cafeteria auntie that she even saved buns for you and even gave us some?"

After several people sat down, Chen Zhihe asked curiously.

"We have been to the bathhouse together and had massages together. You can't envy our friendship," said Yi Qingqing.

This sentence made everyone laugh.