I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

Song Shi and Song Sinan were not surprised by this. When the child was young, he was willing to say a word or two, but when he grew up, he only liked to communicate with Song Manman. They had gotten used to it.

The weather in mid-August was still somewhat hot. Song Manman, wearing a floral dress and carrying two bags, sat in the back seat of Song Shi's car.

Song Shi took Song Manman and Ling Zheng to report to Peking University, while Song Sinan took Xu Erruo and Song Ming to report to Tsinghua University.

When they parted, Song Manman stuffed a bag in her hand to Song Ming and said, "The fruits in the bag have all been washed. Eat them up in the next few days to prevent them from going bad."

"I understand, little aunt."

When Song Manman, Song Shi and Ling Zheng arrived at Peking University, there were already quite a few vehicles parked in front of the gate, all of which were parents sending their children to school.

Song Shi helped Ling Zheng carry his bedding. He was squeezed by the crowd and sweated profusely. He said, "Sister, I'm going to see which dormitory Ling Zheng is assigned to. You guys wait for me for a while."

"it is good."

Hearing Song Manman's response, Song Shi threw the bedding he was carrying to Ling Zheng, and went to the bulletin board where the most people came from.

Song Manman was also feeling very hot from the crowd. Seeing the growing crowd, Song Manman pulled Ling Zheng to a place with fewer people and a little cooler under the shade of trees to escape the heat.

"It's a good thing you brought your uncle with you, otherwise we would have been exhausted to death."

Seeing Song Manman sweating profusely, Ling Zheng pursed his lips and smiled slightly, took out a folding fan to fan her, and nodded slightly in response to her words.

It took a while for Song Shi to squeeze out from the crowd.

"Let's go. Xiao Zheng's dormitory is at 306."

Although Song Shi was called over to do hard labor, Song Manman still felt sorry for her younger brother. Seeing that he was sweating profusely, she quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat.

Walking along the tree-lined path of Kyoto University, the three of them felt a little cooler.

At the same time, the rate of turning heads became higher, and many people looked in the direction of the three people as they walked.

The reason is simple: the three of them are so good-looking.

When we found the dormitory, there were already two people inside.

They were probably from other provinces. There were only two of them, and their parents were not there.

Although Ling Zheng has a cold personality, he is not unsympathetic. As a finance major, he knows the importance of personal connections. It didn't take long for him to become familiar with his two roommates.

"Ling Zheng, are these two your brother and sister?"

Looking at Song Manman, who was wearing a floral dress and looked younger and prettier than other college students, and Song Shi, who was dressed in a white shirt and black suit pants and looked like a cool and handsome senior, Ling Zheng's two roommates asked hesitantly.

Hearing this question, Ling Zheng was obviously stunned for a moment, and replied: "No, these two are my uncle and aunt."

"Hello, I hope you guys can take good care of our little Zheng from now on."

After Ling Zheng finished the introduction, Song Shi immediately stepped forward and shook hands with the two of them, chatting with them with a smile on his face.

Song Manman helped Ling Zheng pack his luggage. She didn't make his bed, but only sorted out the toiletries and some books that were placed outside.

Song Manman handed the bag of fruits to Ling Zheng and whispered, "Distribute these fruits to your classmates and build good relationships with them." After that, she patted Ling Zheng's forearm.

Ling Zheng took out some fruit and handed it to the two of them, saying, "Take it and eat it. You're welcome."