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

Zhuang Chaoying watched Huang Ling's departing figure and chuckled softly, wondering who had taken the initiative to touch her first!

He filled a basin with water, washed himself thoroughly, and then put on a white undershirt.

The muscle lines that were faintly visible under his t-shirt made him a true heartthrob.

At that moment, Song Ying was cooking in the kitchen when she saw Huang Ling walk in with a flushed face. She asked curiously, "Sister Ling, what's wrong? Why is your face so red?"

Huang Ling shook her head hastily: "It's nothing."

Then, as if she had thought of something, she pulled Song Ying into the kitchen, and the two squatted in front of the earthen stove.

Huang Ling's face still had a lingering blush as she lowered her voice and asked, "Song Ying, are you still going to get that thing between you and Engineer Lin done?"

Song Ying was a little embarrassed by the sudden question. She turned her head away shyly, her cheeks slightly flushed, and softly hummed in agreement.

Seeing this, Huang Ling's curiosity grew even stronger. She grabbed Song Ying's arm and eagerly asked, "How often do you two do it?"

Song Ying looked up at Huang Ling's curious eyes and asked, "Sister Ling, what's wrong? Did you and Teacher Zhuang decide not to hold the event?"

Huang Ling's face flushed even more. She lowered her head slightly, her hands unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes. "It's not that, it's just that Chao Ying has been pestering me a lot lately, and I'm a little..."

Seeing Huang Ling's appearance, Song Ying couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. "I was wondering why you looked so radiant, Ling-jie. You look like you're only twenty-seven or twenty-eight. It turns out it's because you and Teacher Zhuang..."

As she spoke, she gave a thumbs-up and nodded, a smile on her face.

Huang Ling's face turned even redder, and she playfully slapped Song Ying a few times. "You're making fun of me; I shouldn't have told you."

Song Ying explained with a smile, "No, Sister Ling, it's all normal, nothing unusual. Wu Feng and I only do it once a week, not like when we were younger. I didn't expect Teacher Zhuang to be so capable despite her slim figure!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Ling couldn't help but picture Zhuang Chaoying in her mind, and a sweet feeling welled up in her heart. Unable to control her emotions, she laughed again. Her Chaoying was quite remarkable.

After a while, Huang Ling gradually calmed down.

She looked up at Song Ying. "Song Ying, how much money do you need to buy a TV? Do you want me to lend you some? Chao Ying wanted to buy something too, but when I thought about Tu Nan's exam for No. 1 Middle School, I decided against it. You buy it, so if Tu Nan needs to study English in the future, he can go to your place to learn!"

Song Ying was deeply moved. She gently rested her head on Huang Ling's shoulder, like a little sister relying on her older sister. "Sister Ling, I knew you were good to me. So I won't be polite. Just lend me another two hundred yuan. Wu Feng and I have saved up more than three hundred."

Huang Ling nodded without hesitation. "Okay, I'll bring it over to you after you finish eating."

"Thank you, Sister Ling!"

Huang Ling was cooking shredded pork noodles. Yesterday, she had withdrawn all of Chao Ying's royalties, and she had hidden the money away.

As evening fell, Zhuang Tunan, like a little adult, led Xiaoting and Dongzhe home from school.

Xiaoting stood to one side. "Lin Dongzhe, wash your hands and put on soap!"

"understood!"

The three children skipped and hopped toward the sink, washed their hands, and then went home.

Zhuang Tunan walked into the kitchen, his stomach already growling. "Mom, I'm hungry, what are you making?"

As he asked the question, his eyes searched the kitchen.

"For the shredded pork noodles, Tu Nan, get four bowls, and Xiao Ting, get the chopsticks."

Huang Ling skillfully gave instructions, and then placed a large bowl of steaming noodles on the table.

Zhuang Tunan is currently in a crucial period of growth and has an amazing appetite, almost equivalent to two Xiao Tings.

Huang Ling looked at her son wolfing down his food and said, "Tu Nan, have some more!"

Zhuang Tunan slurped up the noodles and finished them off in no time.

Huang Ling asked again, "Has Tu Nan eaten enough?"

Zhuang Tunan patted his round belly. "Almost there, Mom!"

Zhuang Chaoying looked at Xiaoting. "Xiaoting, are you full?"

"I am full."

After dinner, Zhuang Chaoying helped his three children with their homework. He sat at the table, patiently answering their questions.

Seeing that there were no problems, he didn't rest. While the children were thinking and writing, he continued to create his own children's storybooks.

If the children have a question they don't understand, they will put down their pens and explain it in detail.

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In the stillness of the night, after the children had all fallen asleep, Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling finished washing up and lay down in bed.

Huang Ling said softly, "Chao Ying, I'm thinking of going to the black market to buy some meat. Tu Nan's appetite is really scary now. He really can't do without oil and fat."

Zhuang Chaoying turned slightly to the side, picked up the watch placed beside her pillow, and started to turn it on. "Hmm, I really need to buy some meat. Oh, right, Ah Ling, let's buy a bicycle. Let's go to the black market tonight and see if anyone sells bicycle tickets."

As he spoke, he tightened his watch, put it aside, and then slowly lay down in bed.

Huang Ling nodded in the darkness. "I'll do as you say. We'll leave at midnight tonight and sneak off!"

"Go to sleep, I've set an alarm, you won't have trouble getting up!"

After Zhuang Chaoying finished speaking, she reached out and turned off the bedside lamp, plunging the room into darkness instantly, with only the faint moonlight shining through the curtains.

Ring ring ring!

Zhuang Chaoying instantly woke up and quickly pressed the alarm clock down, afraid that it would continue to make noise and disturb the children's sweet dreams.

She got up quietly and, using the faint moonlight streaming in from the window, carefully looked at the children. Seeing that they were all sleeping soundly, she felt a little relieved.

Then, the two of them tiptoed and put on their clothes.

Huang Ling packed some money, checked it carefully, and after confirming that everything was in order, locked the door of her house and hurriedly walked with Zhuang Chaoying toward the black market.

When they finally arrived at the black market, they saw a large crowd of people, with stalls displaying all sorts of goods, truly a place where you could find anything.

They weaved through the crowd, their eyes eagerly searching for ticket scalpers.

Zhuang Chaoying held Huang Ling's hand tightly to avoid getting separated in this chaotic environment.

Upon seeing someone who appeared to be a ticket scalper, he quickly approached and asked in a low voice, "Hello comrade, do you have any bicycle tickets here?"

Upon hearing this, the ticket scalper simply shook his head, then launched into a long explanation of the other coupons he had: "No! I have grain coupons, industrial coupons, cake coupons, sugar coupons, and cloth coupons!"

Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling searched the black market for a while. Although they couldn't find bicycle tickets, considering that Xiaoting and Tunan were in a critical period of growth and development and needed sufficient nutrition, Huang Ling gritted her teeth and spent five yuan to buy two bags of whole milk powder.

Here, tickets are scarce, and all items can only be purchased at high prices.

They bought another three jin of pork belly. Although the price here was two mao per jin more expensive than at the supply and marketing cooperative, it was already quite difficult to buy it.

Huang Ling held Chao Ying's arm tightly. "Chao Ying, let's go back quickly, I'm afraid someone will come!"

Zhuang Chaoying gently patted Huang Ling's hand: "Okay, let's go back!"

On her way home, Huang Ling kept glancing around and behind her warily.

Finally, they arrived home safely, and Huang Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

I put the meat in the kitchen, ready to process it the next day, and carefully put the milk powder in the cupboard.

The two washed their hands and went back to bed.

Zhuang Chaoying was still thinking about the bicycle: "Ah Ling, why don't you give me the money and I'll ask my colleague if they have any bicycle tickets?"

Huang Ling was so sleepy that her eyelids were drooping, but she still forced herself to stay awake and pulled out two hundred yuan from under her pillow, handing it to Chao Ying. "Take it, I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep!"

Zhuang Chaoying took the money, and while Huang Ling had her back to him, he transferred the money directly into the system's storage shelf.

Then, he silently called upon the system in his mind.

[System, are you there?]

【exist!】

Can bicycles purchased through the system be registered?

[Yes, the system can issue an invoice. The host can then go to the Public Security Bureau to register the vehicle, pay taxes, and obtain a license!]

Hearing the system's reply, Zhuang Chaoying finally felt relieved.

He was initially worried that the bicycle he bought through the system wouldn't be able to be registered and would become an unlicensed vehicle, which would be a real problem.