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

That evening, Xiaoting watched Lin Dongzhe brush his teeth meticulously, like a little supervisor.

"Lin Dongzhe, you haven't washed your face yet!"

"Oh, I know, I'll wash it now!"

He walked to the pool, turned on the tap, and the water gushed out.

He picked up the soap, rubbed it haphazardly in his hands, and then smeared it on his face.

Lin Dongzhe rubbed his face a couple of times, but secretly glanced at Xiaoting out of the corner of his eye. With a wicked grin, he suddenly splashed the water in his hand onto Xiaoting.

"Lin Dongzhe!" Xiaoting called out, both angry and anxious, as her clothes were suddenly splashed with water.

She quickly brushed her teeth, not caring much, and chased after Lin Dongzhe, circling around the yard.

The two men's laughter and shouts echoed in the courtyard.

Just then, Song Ying poked her head out of the house. "Lin Dongzhe, it's time to go home! Time to sleep!"

Xiaoting took the opportunity to splash some water on Lin Dongzhe, then quickly ran back to her room and slammed the door shut.

Xiaoting climbed up to the attic.

Huang Ling climbed the stairs to tuck Xiao Ting in, softly singing a children's song. "Chop radishes, chop radishes, chop, chop, chop; eat radishes, eat radishes, eat, eat, eat..."

Xiaoting smiled at her mother. "Mom, thank you! I have the best mom in the world!"

Huang Ling lowered her head and kissed Xiao Ting's cheek. "Mom also has the best daughter in the world."

Then he turned off the bedside lamp: "Go to sleep!"

Xiaoting obediently closed her eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Zhuang Chaoying sat on the table, her brows furrowed; she hadn't finished writing today's lesson plan yet.

If you ask what teachers hate most, it's writing lesson plans and all sorts of notes!

He yawned widely, stretched, and continued writing furiously.

Finally, the task was completed. I rubbed my sore eyes, got up and looked around. Xiaoting and Tunan were already asleep.

Make a quiet movement, close the lesson plan, put on your coat, and prepare to go to the restroom.

Huang Ling sat up too. "Wait for me, I'm coming too!"

Zhuang Chaoying, carrying toilet paper and a flashlight, walked hand in hand with Huang Ling toward the restroom.

In the dim light, their shadows were stretched long.

When they reached the toilet door, Zhuang Chaoying instinctively wanted to follow Huang Ling inside.

Huang Ling reached out and stopped him. "Chao Ying, what are you doing? This is the women's restroom! Go to the men's restroom!"

Zhuang Chaoying then realized his blunder with embarrassment and nodded awkwardly.

Oh dear, the memory of walking hand-in-hand with my girlfriends to the bathroom has come back. He didn't do it on purpose; it's just muscle memory!

Oh my god!

After Zhuang Chaoying finished her business, she washed her hands and saw Ah Ling waiting for her at the door.

He quickened his pace and climbed back onto Huang Ling's arm, a fawning smile on his face. "Ling, I want to..." he whispered in Huang Ling's ear.

"Zhuang Chaoying, are you going to die? If we get caught, we'll both be sent to labor camps!"

Huang Ling's eyes widened in shock and anger. She forcefully slapped his hand off her arm and strode forward, leaving Zhuang Chaoying standing there, pouting helplessly.

"Let's go home then! I was just saying it offhand, Ah Ling, just pretend I didn't hear you! Wait for me! It's so dark, I'm scared!"

Zhuang Chaoying looked pitiful and quickly caught up with A Ling, then climbed onto her arm again.

Huang Ling frowned and angrily scolded them, but the barely perceptible smile at the corner of her mouth betrayed her.

"Chaoying, you're supposed to be a teacher! Why are you being so improper these days!"

Zhuang Chaoying chuckled and opened the door. "Ah Ling, I'm a respectable and good teacher outside, just like you, don't you like it?"

Seeing Zhuang Chaoying's pitiful appearance, Huang Ling finally couldn't resist and reached out to gently touch his stubble-covered face. "If you like it, is that alright? Don't block the doorway, let me in!"

Standing at the door, Zhuang Chaoying could faintly hear the creaking of the bed next door, and her mind started racing again!

Is Ah Ling playing hard to get?

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Time flies, and July is once again the time for the annual college entrance examination.

Teachers like Zhuang Chaoying got busy early in the morning setting up the examination room.

Zhuang Chaoying carried a basin of water and sprinkled some water on the ground to make sweeping easier. Then she carefully wiped the chairs and benches clean, leaving no corner untouched.

The examination has officially begun.

Zhuang Chaoying was proctoring the seventh examination room.

The candidates entered the examination room one after another.

Zhuang Chaoying stood at the entrance of the examination room, watching the candidates take their seats.

After everyone was seated, I took out the file folders and skillfully began to unpack them, then distributed the exam papers one by one.

"Make sure you write your name and exam number correctly! Don't forget to write your name!"

Invigilation time is always hard to endure; the classroom is so quiet that the only sound can be the scratching of students' pens on their exam papers.

Zhuang Chaoying sat in the back of the classroom, scanning each examinee.

Suddenly, he noticed that a candidate was taking out a small piece of paper, about one centimeter wide, from his inner pocket.

Zhuang Chaoying's heart tightened suddenly. She glanced at the other proctor without making a sound, but fortunately, the teacher was focused on looking elsewhere and didn't notice.

Zhuang Chaoying took a deep breath, pretended to be nonchalant, and walked quickly over. She stood in front of the examinee with a calm yet intimidating gaze, and stood there quietly for about ten seconds.

I picked up his exam admission ticket and looked at it. It turned out his name was Liu Daguo!

The examinee's hands trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

This can be considered giving him a chance, and hopefully he can see the error of his ways.

If other teachers find out, being kicked out of the exam room is one thing, but being barred from taking the college entrance exam in the future is another!

After that, the candidate seemed to understand Zhuang Chaoying's good intentions and did not take out any other slips of paper.

"Ring ring ring!" The bell rang, signaling the end of the exam.

Zhuang Chaoying raised her voice and shouted, "The exam is over! Okay, stop writing! Hand in your papers!"

After Zhuang Chaoying finished packing up the rolls of paper, carefully sealed them, and handed them over to his superiors, he breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the school gate with his briefcase.

I hadn't gone far when I saw a boy dart out.

The boy, his face filled with shame and gratitude, bowed respectfully to him. "Thank you, teacher!"

Zhuang Chaoying quickly helped the boy up and patted him on the shoulder. "I remember you, Liu Daguo, right!"

Alright, get ready for the next exam! Other proctors won't give you a chance, so be careful this doesn't happen again! Don't gamble with your future!

Liu Daguo nodded hurriedly. "Thank you, teacher!"

Watching Liu Daguo's departing figure, one should be lenient when possible.

Letting someone live is giving them a chance to start over. I hope this child will take heed of his actions.

He found that he had truly come to enjoy life in this era, where there was more sincerity between people and fewer material desires!

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