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

At this moment, this warm and happy scene is the one that Zhuang Chao from the original world most envied: being able to play and joke with his parents so freely, getting along like friends.

Huang Ling looked at the father and his two sons and laughed heartily beside them. Then she took off the note from her face, got up to boil some water, thinking of washing the children.

The children's beds had been switched. Now, Tu Nan sleeps in the small room, and Xiao Ting sleeps in the attic. The plan is to let Xiao Ting move back to her original room once Tu Nan gets into university.

Zhuang Chaoying was still planning in her mind that once commercial housing was allowed to be sold, she would at least buy a three-bedroom apartment.

A family of four sat in front of a steaming basin of water, comfortably soaking their feet, and then neatly drying them with towels.

After Tu Nan and Xiao Ting finished washing, they thoughtfully poured out the water from their parents' foot bath and then went back to bed.

Huang Ling quietly entered the room, carefully covered them with their blankets, tucked in the corners, and then lay down on her own bed.

Zhuang Chaoying reached out and turned off the desk lamp, plunging the room into darkness, with only the faint moonlight filtering in from the window.

Zhuang Chaoying turned and hugged Huang Ling.

Huang Ling leaned against Zhuang Chaoying. "Chaoying, what if we get pregnant again after all this?"

Zhuang Chaoying smiled and pulled her back into the covers. "I've taken precautions, so it shouldn't happen."

Huang Ling lowered her voice: "What if you do?"

Zhuang Chaoying reached out and tapped Ah Ling's face. "Ah Ling, do you want me to get a vasectomy?"

Huang Ling shook her head. "No, I heard that the surgery is bad for your health."

Actually, it's more convenient for men to have a tubal ligation, and there are no side effects on the body. It's much better than women having an IUD. Fortunately, Ah Ling didn't have an IUD. Ah Ling felt sorry for herself, and he was very touched. So he could only go to several hospitals to get free supplies.

Zhuang Chaoying shamelessly crawled into Huang Ling's bed from the middle.

Huang Ling grabbed his hair. "Zhuang Chaoying, you come out here!"

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Early morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Zhuang Chaoying woke up early.

Huang Ling was fast asleep because she had been preparing the New Year's Eve dinner during the day and had been playing around with him in the evening.

Zhuang Chaoying got up quietly, afraid of disturbing her.

He went to the backyard to use the toilet first, and the chill of the early morning air hit him in the face, making him shiver.

After using the toilet, I returned to the kitchen, looked at the leftovers from last night's New Year's Eve dinner, and put them in a steamer to heat up.

When he finished heating up the food, he found that the children and Ah Ling were still sleeping.

Yes, everyone slept too late yesterday.

Zhuang Chaoying brought the steaming hot food to the table, then slowly climbed up to the attic.

Zhuang Chaoying gently leaned close to her ear: "Xiaoting, do you want to eat a cream cake roll?"

Xiaoting seemed to smell the sweet aroma of cake even in her sleep. She groggily opened her eyes and answered without thinking, "I want to eat it!" Zhuang Chaoying looked at her adorable appearance and teased her with a smile, "You little glutton, get up quickly, the food is ready."

It's already nine o'clock! If you don't get up soon, the sun will be high in the sky! Mom and your brother are counting on you to wake them up. Dad, go get the bowls and chopsticks!

Zhuang Chaoying brought back the bowls and chopsticks, only to find that Huang Ling had already sat up, while Tu Nan was still fast asleep.

"Dad, my brother won't get up, and I can't wake him!"

Zhuang Chaoying slowly slipped her icy hand into Tu Nan's bed, all the way up to his neck.

Zhuang Tunan was instantly jolted awake by the sudden chill: "Cold! So cold! Dad, I'm getting up!"

Zhuang Tunan gripped his father's large hand tightly and begged for mercy.

Seeing her son's disheveled appearance, Zhuang Chaoying laughed and urged, "You brat, get up and eat!"

After breakfast, at ten o'clock, the door was gently pushed open.

Yiming and his cousin walked in, carrying four cans of food. "Happy New Year, Teacher Zhuang and Aunt Huang!"

Zhuang Chaoying was resting in bed when she heard the noise and hurriedly got up to straighten her clothes. "Yiming's here! What did you bring? You're all still students. Don't bring anything next time. I'm so happy when you come to visit me often."

Huang Ling also came up to greet them: "Let's go to Aunt Song's room, the children are all in that room."

As he spoke, he picked up the canned food from the table and handed it to Yiming, saying, "Yiming, you carry this!"

Huang Ling led the way, calling out loudly, "Song Ying, Yi Ming and the others are here!"

Yiming and Xiangyang greeted each other politely. "Happy New Year, Engineer Lin and Aunt Song!"

Song Ying and Lin Wufeng responded warmly. "Happy New Year, Yiming, Xiangyang! Come on in!"

Xiaoting and her two friends were engrossed in watching TV inside when they heard the noise and quickly got up to offer their New Year's greetings. "Brother Yiming, Brother Xiangyang, or Uncle, Happy New Year!"

Xiang Yang smiled and patted Lin Dongzhe's head: "Call me uncle! You all call Yiming brother, and if you call me brother too, it will mess up the generations."

At this moment, Lin Wufeng looked at the canned food in his hand and casually opened one of the bottles.

Seeing this, Yiming quickly said to Dongzhe, "Dongzhe, go get the bowl and spoon!"

Lin Wufeng added firmly, "Take five!"

Then, the can of oranges was carefully divided into five portions, and Yiming, Xiangyang, and three other children each carried a small bowl of the can of oranges.

Yiming raised his head slightly and looked at Zhuang Chaoying sitting next to him: "Teacher Zhuang, I was determined to visit you after I got into university, but the difficulty of the exam was far beyond my imagination, and I have not been able to achieve my goal."

Come to think of it, it was all thanks to Aunt Song scolding me that I woke up.

He paused slightly. "I always felt that if I didn't get into university, I would be too ashamed to face you like this."

With a kind smile, Zhuang Chaoying gently patted his shoulder: "Yiming, you should know that there are countless paths in life, not just going to university. Now that you have new ideas, I'd like to ask you, what do you plan to do in the future?"

Yiming sat up straight and answered seriously, "The reason I came here this time is actually to ask for your and Engineer Lin's opinions. A friend of mine wrote a letter to the Labor Bureau, which took it very seriously and gave several suggestions, one of which is to develop the individual economy."

Song Ying listened from the side, a look of confusion in her eyes: "What is the individual economy?"

Huang Ling patiently reminded them from the side: "It's like those small businesses that collect scrap and sell it to scrap yards, and sell washbasins."

"Buying and selling!" As soon as the words left her mouth, Huang Ling realized it was inappropriate and gently nudged Song Ying.

Yiming then explained in detail: "The Labor Bureau means that we can set up stalls in crowded and lively places like Guanqian Street and Xuanmiao Temple, selling socks, underwear, and small items like needles and thread. State-owned enterprises and stores don't care about these things. I've been there several times, and those stalls do very good business."

Lin Wufeng frowned, somewhat worried: "Aren't they going to take care of those joint defense teams?"

Yiming sighed helplessly: "They're in charge. They come to patrol frequently, and they confiscate everything if they find anything. So we can only try to sell our goods while hiding from them."

Huang Ling's eyes widened: "They're really bold!"

Song Ying nodded thoughtfully: "It must be profitable, otherwise they wouldn't do it! Right, Yiming! Where do you get your goods from?" Yiming nodded firmly: "We get our goods from Shanghai. The train goes back and forth once a day, so transportation is quite convenient."

Zhuang Chaoying listened carefully and nodded slightly: "Yiming, times are changing and policies are changing every day. I support you in having this idea!"

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