Chapter 170: My face suddenly turned red

Shen Zhiyou and Chen Cuijuan were stunned when they heard this.

How can I live in a dormitory with my children?

Chen Hongmei, who had asked the question just now, also got the answer from the confusion in Shen Zhiyou's eyes, and smiled embarrassedly: "I saw that you brought your children, so I thought you also brought your children to live in the dormitory. My child is too young and can't leave me. I have no choice but to bring the child to live with me."

Shen Zhiyou glanced at the child in her arms.

She is very thin and small, also a girl, but much thinner than Manman and you can't tell her age.

However, from the cleanliness of her clothes, it can be seen that she is well taken care of at home.

"It's okay. I don't live with my children in the dormitory. I just brought them with me today to look around. They have to go back in the evening."

Upon hearing this, Chen Hongmei immediately understood that the person was a local.

Even if you are not from the provincial capital, it won’t be too far away.

There was some envy in Chen Hongmei's eyes.

It would be nice if her family was also in this province.

The children don't have to suffer with her and run around like this.

But she does not regret it. At least the child is by her side and she can see him and will not let others bully her.

They all brought their children and went to the same school, so once we had the first conversation, it was easy to start a conversation.

After chatting, I found out that they both had the same major - journalism.

Shen Zhiyou chose this major by accident, but after the army propaganda department interviewed her, she felt that this major was very good.

The pen is in her own hands, and she has the initiative to decide how to speak.

And the positions assigned to journalism majors are also good.

Zhu Fang had inquired for her, and generally she would be assigned to a local newspaper, radio station, television station, or the propaganda department of a state-owned enterprise.

I write or read manuscripts every day.

She can also dress beautifully, and Shen Zhiyou likes it very much.

Chen Cuijuan watched her daughter chatting with others about the college entrance examination and her major. She was as confident as a big girl in the village, with a smile on her face - she was proud of her daughter!

The provincial university is in a great location, in the city center, close to everything. It only takes 20 minutes to get there by bus from the bus station.

As soon as I got off the bus, another volunteer who was waiting at the school gate came up to greet me. "Hello, everyone. Please follow me to the Dexun Building to register and go through the relevant procedures. Dormitories will be assigned at that time. After that, you can go and clean up the dormitory."

The volunteers are all seniors who are several years older than Shen Zhiyou and his classmates.

Unlike Shen Zhiyou and his classmates who were admitted to university through the college entrance examination, the college students before them all went to university through recommendations and were generally called workers, peasants and soldiers students.

But the recommended conditions are also very strict.

Those who are recommended to go to university are either excellent in all aspects or have a wealthy family.

But the volunteers Shen Zhiyou met after getting off the bus were all very nice, and it was obvious that they were well prepared.

The first sentence he said after getting off the bus answered all the questions that everyone was concerned about.

Everyone followed the volunteers into the school.

Chen Cuijuan and Shen Guowang were immediately shocked by the school gate.

Oh my god, it’s so impressive!

That’s not all. The school is really big, with so many teaching buildings and so many trees.

There is also a lake, a bridge and a pavilion!

I thought the Dexun Building would be very close, but it took me twenty minutes to get there.

But along the way, the volunteers also kept introducing every building they passed by.

Teaching buildings, sports fields, dormitories, library, and canteen.

Each building looks old, but the designs are grand and elegant. Chen Cuijuan has never seen such beautiful buildings in the countryside.

It looks better than in the picture.

"There are three canteens in our school. After you put your things in the dormitory, you can go to the third canteen closest to the dormitory to eat. Just like outside, you need food coupons, but the school subsidizes it, so the price is very affordable."

Chen Cuijuan smacked her lips.

There are three canteens!

But in order to avoid appearing like a bumpkin and embarrassing my daughter.

Chen Cuijuan was almost screaming and going crazy in her heart, but there was no sign of it on her face.

This caused the volunteers who were guiding them to look at Chen Cuijuan a few more times, thinking that this old lady might be of extraordinary status and guessed that she must be a small leader!

Before reaching the Dexun Building, I could already see a large crowd of people queuing up.

Most of the students wore black cotton jackets and cloth cotton shoes.

Many people came alone, carrying quilts and luggage on their backs, and an enamel basin for washing hung in a net bag on their chests, with shoes in the basin.

When Chen Cuijuan saw so many people, she quickly asked Manman to get down from her daughter's arms: "Youyou, go and get in line quickly. We'll watch over the things here."

Shen Zhiyou nodded, said something to Chen Cuijuan, and ran to queue up.

The line was very long and it took almost an hour before she saw it.

First, the identity was verified, including the admission notice and letter of introduction. When Shen Zhiyou took the information to register the grain and oil transfer form, the teacher also took out the roster and found her name according to her major: "Journalism Class 1, your dormitory is in Building 6, 306, bed number 3. Here is the key, keep it safe."

At the same time, she also told me the time for her class meeting the day after tomorrow evening.

Shen Zhiyou took the key, said thank you, and hurried towards Chen Cuijuan and the others.

Seeing her coming, Shen Guowang picked up all the luggage and said, "Where is the dormitory? Are you tired? Hold it for me."

"I'm not tired. Can you walk by yourself?"

Although his younger brother is capable and hardworking, Shen Zhiyou feels embarrassed to keep exploiting him.

Manman nodded obediently: "Walk hand in hand with mom."

"Okay."

The dormitory is not far away, but the environment makes Chen Cuijuan frown.

The corridor is narrow, steep and dark.

When Chen Cuijuan heard that her daughter lived on the third floor, she felt even more distressed. "She has to climb up and down every day. How tiring it is."

Shen Zhiyou has now given birth to four children and often exercises with Gu Ye, but in Chen Cuijuan's eyes, her daughter is still the little girl who would pant after walking a few steps.

Especially when I saw that the dormitories all had shared toilets, the beds were like the bunk beds on a train, and there was no hot water in the building.

If you want to get hot water, you have to carry the thermos and walk for more than ten minutes to the bathhouse to get water, which is even more painful.

"The third floor is fine, and everyone is like this. There is running water in this building. We used to have to fetch water every day at home."

That being said, Chen Cuijuan was still worried about her daughter living alone outside.

But it’s okay, they’ll only stay for a few days, and my daughter can go back home after they move in.

When they arrived at the dormitory, two people were already living there.

Before she even entered, Shen Zhiyou heard a slightly coquettish female voice: "Oh, I don't want to sleep on the lower bunk. I climb up and down the upper bunk every day. It's so dirty. I want to live on the upper bunk."

After he finished speaking, he turned around when he heard some noise and saw Shen Guowang walking into the dormitory, carrying two large bags with ease, his head almost hitting the door railing. His face inexplicably turned red, and the end of his voice was lingering, "Lower... The lower bunk is not impossible."