About an hour and a half later, Shang Ze, Shen Mu, and my second cousin each rode over on a motorcycle.
Parked beneath the girls' dormitory building at the school, they drew quite a bit of curious looks.
Fortunately, they didn't have much to carry, just one bedding each.
Back at home, my second cousin was busy and had to leave; business gets very hectic as the New Year approaches.
Now, he couldn't do without help in his store, and he had already rented a spot near the train station—a very good location with plenty of space.
The rent was thirty yuan a month. Although it was expensive, selling just one radio would more than cover the profit needed for that.
Lu Jingqiu removed the sheets and quilt covers from her and Shen Mu's beds and put them in the washing machine.
Nanzhou had called her the day before yesterday; the car should be arriving in the next couple of days, so they should get ready.