It was said that the next day Miao Zhicheng would be taken to the Agricultural University for enrollment, but the actual departure turned out to be in the afternoon, around two or three o'clock.
And the reason, it tugged at the heartstrings.
This nephew, if it hadn't been for Lin Lishan stuffing a prepared mosquito net into the luggage bag, it might have gone unnoticed that apart from the new clothes he had specifically changed into before coming, everything else was patched.
Plus, Miao Zhicheng's luggage was extremely simple — a cloth bag with local products, a luggage bag, and a packed cotton quilt with a basin.
This arrangement wasn't surprising. Every year, new students at the big university gates were like this; if not ninety percent, then eighty. Without tickets, it's hard to move forward, so they bring whatever they can from home.
This is how the Zhou Family overlooked it.
