Su Xiaoling smiled and nodded in agreement.
It was not troublesome to make a book bag, so Zhou Heng had a book bag the day after he entered school.
Su Xiaoling handed the book bag to Zhou Heng. Zhou Heng looked at him and smiled slightly. He said softly, "Thank you, Ling. It's very nice. I like it very much."
Zhou Heng carried the book belt on his back and entered the town with Su Chong, Su Hua, and the others. They started their school days of going to school early every day.
Cold winter has passed, and spring and summer have arrived.
The nameless wildflowers by the roadside were also competing for attention. Every day was busy and fulfilling. Everyone was like a sponge trying to absorb knowledge.
Su Xiaolu still came home once every three days. Every time she came home, she was always the happiest. In spring and summer, there were many types of ferns. They were red and black, sour and sweet, and tasted delicious.
