Granny Lu had long stitched together a set of bedding for her, all made from new cotton. Carrying her luggage on her back, she went to the dormitory, and it was quite nice - since she arrived early, she got a lower bunk. In both her lives, she was the same, disliking the upper bunk. It was inconvenient to climb up and down. True, the lower bunk could sometimes be a bit of a hassle, with others sitting when you're sitting, and some people just lack awareness. But it was still better than staying in the upper bunk. At the very least, it was convenient for her.
With the bedding made, she neatly placed all her belongings, one by one. The new dormitory was actually quite spartan. A fan on the ceiling whirred intermittently, and there was no air conditioning in winter. The dormitory itself had no telephone; only a small shop in the school had a telephone to use.