Three days later, a few of her roommates arranged to visit Ji Xiaosong together.
"This house is really nice!" Su Xiaomei said as she helped wipe the dust from the window lattice. "It's so much more spacious than the dorm."
Ji Xiaosong took a metal tin from the chest of drawers. "It's all thanks to Classmate Shen's help. This is wild mountain tea from my hometown. Could I trouble you to pass it along to the comrades at the housing authority?"
Shen Hongying took the tin and noticed a fine piece of Huizhou ink wrapped in red paper at the bottom. She understood immediately. "My uncle loves calligraphy. This is better than anything."
Zhou Yawen quietly surveyed the furnishings in the main room, her gaze lingering for a moment on a slightly used Butterfly-brand sewing machine in the corner.
