Yue Qingqing going to the city was almost a routine trip.
As soon as she got off the bus, she pointed at the tricycle taxis on the main street.
"Dad, Uncle, let's ride!"
Yue Jiandong looked at the things his family had brought, in addition to the newly made soft cotton bedding, there were all sorts of assorted daily necessities, and some local products for the teachers.
He raised his hand and hailed two tricycles, he rode in one with his daughter, and Yue Jiannan took the other.
The tricycles were packed full, barely able to fit everyone.
Yue Jiannan hugged a quilt, his eyes sparkling.
When they arrived at the school gates, he couldn't wait to rush in.
Old man Zhang greeted Yue Jiannan and even asked him, "Did you bring so many things for your wife today?"
Yue Jiannan's eyes dimmed, but he quickly smiled.
"No, I'm here to study, I'll be a student at this school from now on."