People in the alley: A woman dressed as a man shouldn't be foolishly filial, Zhuang Chaoying

After finally shaving, Zhuang Chaoying washed her face.

Looking at myself in the mirror.

Yes, not having a beard definitely makes you look younger.

He took the towel from Tu Nan and wiped his face.

He leaned down and deliberately rubbed his face against Tu Nan's pink cheeks: "Tu Nan, does Daddy's face still feel prickly?"

Tu Nan frowned and pushed her father away with a look of disgust: "I'm not going to get a stab anymore, Dad. Hurry up and eat. We have to go to Uncle Wu's wedding later. It won't be good if we're late."

"Understood, little manager."

Zhuang Chaoying smiled and patted Tu Nan's head.

He sat down at the dining table, picked up his bowl, and drank his porridge.

After finishing his meal with pickled vegetables, he wiped his mouth and put on his blue Zhongshan suit.

As he watched Huang Ling wrap the scarf he had bought for her around her neck, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

Huang Ling finished packing and said, "Let's go."

Zhuang Chaoying picked up the thermos that Huang Ling had bought and followed behind the mother and her two children.

Next room.

Song Ying frantically put on her clothes in front of the mirror.

Dongzhe's urgent voice came from inside the house: "Mom, hurry up! Uncle Zhuang and the others have already left. It's Uncle Wu's wedding, not yours and Dad's. We can't hold them back!"

"Lin Dongzhe, can't you learn from Tu Nan and sit quietly and wait for your mother?"

As Song Ying responded, she was still adjusting her collar. Looking at herself in the mirror, she touched her lips and muttered, "Wu Feng, Sister Ling and Teacher Zhuang are both very nice people, and the two children are also polite. We must get along well with them."

Lin Dongzhe stood at the door, his small body twisting and turning: "Brother Tu Nan has three stripes!"

Lin Wufeng, holding five bowls in his hand, asked with a puzzled look, "Then why didn't I see the armband on his arm?"

"Brother Tunan only wears it at school, when we raise the national flag. It looks so impressive! He stands at the front of the line. Brother Tunan is a leader. I live in the same courtyard as the leader, hehe!"

The Zhuang family walked in the courtyard, the sunlight shining on them. Tu Nan and his mother chatted and laughed ahead of them. Zhuang Chaoying looked at them and felt happy.

At this moment, Dongzhe from next door rushed out, grabbed Tu Nan's hand and said, "Brother Tu Nan, let's go together. I want to be as majestic as you."

Tu Nan smiled and said, "Okay, then you have to listen to me."

The two children ran ahead, while the adults laughed behind them, as they walked towards Uncle Wu's wedding.

When we arrived at Old Wu's house, everything was festive in red.

As soon as Zhuang Chaoying and her family approached, Old Wu came up to greet them and warmly shook hands with Zhuang Chaoying: "Teacher Zhuang, you've finally arrived! Please come in!"

Zhuang Chaoying replied with a smile, "Congratulations! Today is truly a joyous day."

He handed the kettle to Huang Ling.

"Old Wu, happy wedding!"

Old Wu took the thermos. "Thank you, Huang Ling and Teacher Zhuang, have some candy! Tu Nan and Xiao Ting, have some candy!"

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of candy from the table and gave it to the children.

Lin Dongzhe followed Lin Wufeng and Song Ying into the new house. His clever little eyes spotted Tu Nan and Xiao Ting at a glance.

"Xiaoting, Xiaoting, come out and play!"

The three little ones ran outside and had a great time playing in the yard.

As soon as Zhuang Chaoying entered the house, she saw Shanshan in the small room. Shanshan was sitting there quietly, with a hint of melancholy in her eyes that was beyond her years.

Zhuang Chaoying sighed inwardly. He knew that now that he was a man, there were some things he couldn't interfere with.

Although he knew that when Shanshan grew up, she would do the same things as her stepmother, Huang Ling and Song Ying were both kind women, and he couldn't interfere too much.

He might be willing to take care of me in normal times, but when it comes to something as important as a house, he definitely won't agree, since it concerns the livelihood of his family.

Song Ying took a comb and gently combed Shan Shan's hair, braiding it. Then she took a small bottle of face cream from her bag and handed it to Shan Shan. Shan Shan hesitated, "Aunt Song, I can't accept this."

Huang Ling chimed in with a smile, "Aunt Song feels sorry for you, please accept it."

Shanshan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Thank you, Aunt Song."

Inside the house, the bride was surrounded by a group of people, all offering their blessings.

Zhuang Chaoying patted Lin Wufeng's arm and leaned closer to him: "Engineer Lin, there's nothing for the two of us to do here. There's a tricycle right outside. It's gloomy today, and it might rain heavily tonight. Let's go!"

Lin Wufeng nodded: "Okay, Teacher Zhuang, I'll go tell my Song Ying."

Zhuang Chaoying nodded: "I'll go and talk to my Huang Ling too."

After saying that, a blush crept onto his face. After all, saying "my Huang Ling" felt both sweet and a little embarrassing.

He squeezed into the room and saw Huang Ling holding Lin Dongzhe, asking with concern, "Dongzhe, you have a hole in your bottom, is it cold?" Lin Dongzhe shook his little head and replied with a smile, "No, it's not cold!"

Zhuang Chaoying stepped forward and whispered in Huang Ling's ear, "Ling, Lin and I are going out for a bit. After the wedding, you can take the children home first."

Huang Ling felt a warm breath near her ear, and goosebumps rose involuntarily on her body. She turned to look at Chao Ying and nodded gently.

Zhuang Chaoying rode a tricycle, with Lin Wufeng sitting in the back.

The tricycle traveled along the somewhat bumpy road and soon arrived in the suburbs.

The two men took burlap sacks and began filling them with soil, shoveling the soil into the sacks one shovel at a time. Soon they had filled eight sacks with sand and soil, and it took them a lot of effort to lift them all onto the tricycle.

On the way back, the two of them each rode half a bike, panting heavily from exhaustion.

Once they reached the yard, they unloaded the sacks and pushed them into a corner.

This body is really weak, I can't let him exercise. Starting tomorrow, I'll take the two kids running together.

He blocked the drain in his yard, dusted himself off, and went into the house: "Ah Ling, I'm back!"

Lin Dongzhe was like a tagalong; once he arrived at the farm, he didn't want to go back and was still looking at comic books with Tu Nan.

Song Ying stood up and grabbed Lin Dongzhe's collar: "Sister Ling, then I'm going home. Lin Dongzhe, come with me!"

Lin Dongzhe looked reluctant, but his mother still pulled him toward the door.

Song Ying reached out and grabbed Lin Dongzhe by the collar, lifting him up with a little force. Lin Dongzhe kicked his legs in the air, muttering, "Mom, I haven't had enough fun yet."

"Song Ying, look at the sky. If it's going to rain heavily, don't forget to bring in the laundry."

Song Ying turned around and smiled, responding crisply, "Hey! Sister Ling, hurry up and close the door, it's cold outside."