There weren't many who attended university at such a young age.
After a three-day and four-night train journey, they finally arrived in Kyoto.
As soon as they got off the train, they were carrying bags of all sizes, ready to head to Kyoto University.
"Kyoto is really big." Old Zhao sighed, much larger than their small town.
Meng Yunhan just smiled and passed. Kyoto now wasn't even that big. After a few decades, it would be even larger. Now it was just like a small county.
"Dad, we're going to find a house in Kyoto University."
Once they had settled down, they would call the troops to inform them.
On New Year's Eve, she returned from the village and went to the post office to call the troops, which also allowed her to speak a few words with Yun Hao.
They hadn't seen each other for a month or two now, and she missed him.
Meng Yunhan had no objections, Old Zhao carried their clothes, while she carried Little Huzi, with both hands carrying things as well.