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

Lin Dongzhe is indeed very quick-witted.

Zhuang Chaoying took out the third-grade test papers for testing. Xiaoting, with her solid foundation and careful answers, successfully achieved a perfect score. Lin Dongzhe was not far behind, losing only five points due to a small mistake on a slightly difficult word problem, for a total of ninety-five points. As for Pengfei, looking at his score of seventy points on the test paper, he seemed somewhat dejected.

Zhuang Chaoying looked at Pengfei's test paper and shook her head helplessly, wondering to herself: This child has put in a lot of effort, so why can't his grades improve?

He even had an absurd idea at one point: to open Pengfei's head and see what was going on, feeling as if he was about to dump all his knowledge into Pengfei's brain.

So, during this hot summer vacation, Zhuang Chaoying decided to focus on Pengfei's fourth-grade curriculum to help him make up for his shortcomings.

The other children sat quietly and obediently to the side, doing their test papers.

Summer vacation passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhuang Chaoying's "The Magic Cards of a Hundred Transformations" also had its second volume successfully published this year.

This book contains 235,200 words, and the manuscript fee was six yuan per thousand words, so I received a reward of 1,410 yuan.

I'll also pack up and mail out the manuscript for the second volume.

His books caused a sensation in bookstores.

In the Xinhua Bookstore, several college students were crowded in front of one of the counters, their eyes fixed on a science fiction book titled "2030".

A girl wearing glasses and with two black braids clutched the book tightly in her hands, as if afraid someone would snatch it away.

She looked up at Zhang Wei beside her and asked, "Zhang Wei, do you think that by 2030, there will really be a machine that can make phone calls and see images?"

Zhang Wei nodded slightly: "I believe it will!"

After saying that, he lowered his head again, mustered up a lot of courage, and said, "Liu Li, can I have this book? It's the only one I have!"

Liu Li snorted and refused without hesitation: "No way!"

This book, "2030," priced at only 85 cents, often sells out due to its novel science fiction setting and exciting plot.

Zhang Wei was unwilling to leave empty-handed, so he quickly walked to the cashier.

His face showed anxiety: "Comrade, will this book be restocked?"

The sales clerk nodded: "I've already reported to my superiors, and they'll restock. Don't worry, sir. Look at this book, *The Magic Cards of a Hundred Transformations*, also written by Zhuang Anru. It's a fantasy novel, and it's quite good." (Zhuang Chaoying's pen name, Zhuang Anru)

Upon hearing this, Zhang Wei picked up a book called "The Magic Card Game" with some skepticism and casually flipped through a few pages.

Unexpectedly, I was immediately captivated by a few fantastical lines inside.

His eyes gradually brightened, and without hesitation, he took out his money to buy the books. Then, as if he had found a treasure, he hugged the books and walked home with light steps.

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Several children were playing ping-pong happily in the shady spot at the alley entrance.

The small ball bounced on the table.

"Lin Dongzhe, Xiaoting, come back for dinner!" Song Ying's voice, like a gentle breeze, traveled through the alley and came straight over.

Zhuang Chaoying was busy moving tables inside when she heard Song Ying call out, "Xiao Song, I'll go call them, you go ahead and do your work!"

Having said that, he strode out of the courtyard and headed towards the alley entrance.

As soon as I reached the alley entrance, I saw Tu Nan and Liu Jian (the son of Deputy Factory Director Liu) playing pool on the table.

Dongzhe, Pengfei, and Xiaoting cheered excitedly from the sidelines, while Shanshan led Xiaojun to sit obediently on the steps, watching intently.

Zhuang Chaoying. "Tu Nan, Xiao Ting, Peng Fei, Dong Zhe, come home for dinner!"

Upon hearing the call, Shanshan stood up, gently took Xiaojun's hand, and prepared to go home.

At this moment, Liu Jian's gaze seemed to be drawn to Shan Shan, clinging to her every move. Zhuang Chaoying took in all of this and couldn't help but chuckle to herself: This kid, only in junior high, and he's already got his eye on Shan Shan.

Sure enough, everything has a clue! Haha!!

Zhuang Chaoying urged again, "Dinner's ready!"

The three boys put down their rackets and walked home arm in arm, laughing and joking.

Zhuang Chaoying then took Xiaoting's hand and followed slowly behind.

Pengfei is no longer the reserved boy he was when he first arrived. He has become one of the children and has completely let loose. Whether they are playing with shadow puppets in the yard under the lamplight or sharing popsicles under the scorching sun, you can always see the children playing together.

Inside the house, Zhuang Chaoying was immersed in her creative world, and "The Miracles of the Namiya General Store" was being created.

However, in order to fit the current era, he cleverly changed the three main characters to three good young people who have lost their way in socialism, and used words to depict a story belonging to this era.

Time flies, and the short summer vacation is about to come to an end.

It's time for Pengfei to return to your province.

Huang Ling held an envelope in her hand, which contained the money she had gotten from the old woman.

She leaned quietly against the door frame, watching Pengfei silently pack his luggage.

"Pengfei, your aunt asked Brother Li Yiming to help buy you a train ticket from Suzhou to your province tomorrow afternoon. Your uncle will take you to the train station tomorrow!"

Pengfei stopped packing his luggage, looked up at his aunt, and softly replied, "Mm!"

Huang Ling continued to give instructions, still worried. "Don't talk to strangers on the train, and don't eat anything from strangers, remember?"

Pengfei nodded obediently: "Mm!"

Huang Ling thought for a moment, then continued, "Tomorrow morning, go to the state-run store and buy some gifts for your parents and your good friends in your province. It's a token of your appreciation!"

"Auntie, Auntie! Don't go, wait!" Pengfei gripped his shorts tightly with both hands, and forcefully tore open a small pocket that his mother had sewn for him inside the shorts. With a slight "ripping" sound, a wad of money was revealed.

Pengfei's face flushed red, and his hands trembled slightly as he handed the money to Huang Ling, his eyes filled with stubbornness and seriousness: "Auntie, my mom said that this money goes to whoever's house I live in."

Huang Ling's gaze was instantly drawn to the money in Pengfei's hand, and she paused slightly, "Do your grandparents know? Didn't they tell your grandmother?"

Pengfei gently shook his head, his voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of grievance: "When I first arrived, my uncle said that once Brother Tunan finished his final exams, he would send me to my uncle's house!"

I know my grandparents don't want me to live with them!

Seeing that his aunt didn't speak, Pengfei took the money she had given him earlier and handed it back with both hands. "Mom said that the family is poor, and Dad only earns 28 cents a day at the Changuozhai brigade. There's no more money at home!"

Huang Ling slowly walked into the small house, sat down in a chair, and kept her eyes fixed on the money in Pengfei's hand.

A moment later, she gently reached out and took the money, then tenderly patted Pengfei's head: "Take this money from your parents and buy some gifts for everyone. Your aunt doesn't need it. Be a good boy!"

Pengfei nodded with a sigh of relief: "Auntie, you and Uncle are both good people, thank you!" After saying that, he bowed respectfully to Huang Ling, his small figure looking particularly sensible under the light.

"We're family, no need to be so polite with your aunt, go to sleep!"

night.

Huang Ling quietly took the trousers Pengfei was going to wear the next day, and found a piece of cloth. Under the dim light, she squinted and carefully sewed a small bag inside the trousers.

She folded the eighty yuan, put it in the bag, and then sewed it tightly inside with fine stitches.

Zhuang Chaoying lay on the bed, watching Ah Ling sitting in a chair, focused on sewing pants, and couldn't help but look up: "Ah Ling, what are you doing? Why aren't you asleep yet!"

Huang Ling bit the thread with her teeth, raised her head slightly, and lowered her voice: "I took the money I got from my mother and planned to have Pengfei take it back. I added another twenty, making a total of one hundred yuan. Hua Lin and his wife have it tough."

After hearing this, Zhuang Chaoying gave a thumbs up: "Ah Ling, putting everything else aside, just your heart is truly one in ten, you can't find one as kind-hearted as you! I must have hit the jackpot to find such a good wife like you!"

Zhuang Chaoying nodded repeatedly as she spoke, affirming what she was saying.

Huang Ling laughed at Zhuang Chaoying's words: "Haha! See? I've finished sewing it now."

Zhuang Chaoying looked at her own Ah Ling, who was smiling happily.

Ah Ling always seemed to have a unique charm. She was often in a slightly tipsy state, a little dazed, and she loved to laugh. Sometimes she would burst into laughter while talking, which made Zhuang Chaoying's own threshold for laughter lower as well.

The two of them looked at each other and started laughing like idiots on this cozy night.

Just then, Xiaoting groggily pulled back the curtains, rubbing her eyes, and asked, "Mom and Dad, what are you laughing at?"

Huang Ling quickly covered her mouth and made up an excuse with a smile: "You guys are going back to school, and my dad and I are so happy. We're finally free!"