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

Pengfei carried a cloth bag and distributed mung bean popsicles to everyone. "Here you go, one mung bean popsicle for each of you!"

The children in the courtyard gathered together to see Pengfei home.

Xiao Jun asked curiously, "Pengfei, where did you get the money to buy so many popsicles?"

As Pengfei handed out popsicles, he said, "My aunt gave me the money. Brother Tunan said everyone likes popsicles, so he treated everyone. I also bought some rulers and other things for my good friends back home."

"Thank you, Pengfei!"

Everyone ate popsicles, looked at Pengfei, and their eyes were full of reluctance.

At this moment, Lin Dongzhe lowered his voice slightly, with a playful yet sincere tone: "Although Uncle Zhuang will have to give us a lesson as soon as you come, we still prefer you to come."

Xiaoting licked her popsicle and asked, "Brother Pengfei, will you come again?"

Pengfei gently shook his head: "I don't know!"

Huang Ling hurried over carrying a large net bag filled with canned pastries, malted milk powder, and sesame seed cakes she had specially prepared for the journey. "Pengfei, these are for you to eat on the road. Your aunt sewed all the money into your pants! Give them to your mother when you get back!"

Pengfei subconsciously touched his pocket; no wonder he felt a little uncomfortable in his clothes this morning. He then reached in to take out the money. "Auntie, I can't take it!"

Huang Ling quickly pulled Pengfei's hand out of his pocket: "Stop touching your pockets, okay? Don't eat anything from strangers, and don't talk!" Pengfei nodded obediently and hugged Huang Ling tightly. "Thank you, Auntie!"

Huang Ling gently patted Pengfei's head. "Let's hurry, or we'll miss the train!"

Pengfei waved goodbye to his friends! "Goodbye~!"

Goodbye! Goodbye!

The friendship between the teenagers is as pure and beautiful as the summer sky.

Everyone watched quietly as Pengfei sat on the back of Uncle Zhuang's bicycle, his figure gradually disappearing into the distance under the sunlight.

Zhuang Chaoying rode her bicycle steadily.

Soon, they arrived at Suzhou Railway Station.

Zhuang Chaoying, carrying a luggage bag and a net, led Pengfei through the bustling crowd, finally getting him to his seat. After carefully settling Pengfei's belongings, she got off the train and tapped on the window. "Pengfei! Don't forget to write when you get home!"

Pengfei nodded vigorously, his eyes fixed on his uncle outside the train.

The train whistle blared loudly!

ratt ratt ratt ratt!

The wheels began to move slowly, one stroke at a time.

As Pengfei gazed at his uncle on the platform, memories of the past month flashed through his mind: playing and studying with Tu Nan, Xiao Ting, and Dong Zhe, as well as the meticulous care from his uncle and aunt.

At that moment, he could no longer hold back his tears and pressed his face tightly against the glass.

He stared intently at his uncle outside the glass!

He wiped his tears with his clothes.

Although he only stayed at his uncle's place for a little over a month, during that time, his uncle and his family treated him like one of their own.

He eats and uses whatever Xiaoting and Tunan eat and use, and he also gets a share when they buy things!

He truly felt the love he could only sense from his parents!

You don't even realize when snot gets into your mouth.

It was only after a kind aunt next to him spoke softly that he took out a tissue from his bag and wiped himself. He always kept in mind what his aunt had said: don't talk to strangers. He just nodded and smiled at the aunt.

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Zhuang Chaoying rode her bicycle, the wind whistling past her ears, but she felt empty inside.

Pengfei left abruptly, and I felt as if something was missing from my heart.

Humans are indeed emotional beings; after spending more than a month together, he has developed such a deep attachment to this child.

When Zhuang Chaoying returned home, the house was unusually quiet.

He saw Huang Ling sitting on the bed, lost in thought.

Zhuang Chaoying slowly walked over: "What's wrong, Ah Ling?"

Huang Ling seemed to have found a support and gently leaned her head against him: "Chao Ying, since Peng Fei left, the house feels much quieter. When he was here, I thought it was too noisy for the kids to be together, but now that he's gone, I feel a little out of sorts."

Zhuang Chaoying reached out and gently embraced Huang Ling: "Pengfei will come back."

Just then, the door creaked open, and Song Ying burst in, cracking sunflower seeds in her mouth.

Seeing Teacher Zhuang and Sister Ling leaning against each other, she quickly pushed them aside, saying, "Oh dear! Sister Ling, I came in at the wrong time. You two continue!"

Huang Ling's face flushed red instantly. She quickly stood up and pulled Song Ying to leave, saying, "Song Ying, Chao Ying and I were just talking. What are you thinking!"

Song Ying smiled, but didn't stop eating sunflower seeds: "Sister Ling, I think you're a little disappointed that Pengfei left this time!"

Huang Ling took her arm and nodded slightly: "Yes, it's alright, it'll be fine in a few days. Song Ying, I should thank you. Pengfei's visit has been too much of a bother for you."

Song Ying quickly waved her hand: "Sister Ling, why are you being so formal with me? Dongzhe also likes to play with Pengfei."

Zhuang Chaoying sat in the chair, looking at Tu Nan and Xiao Ting who were silent beside her: "Why aren't Tu Nan and Xiao Ting saying anything?"

Tu Nan sat down on the chair next to him: "Dad, Aunt was an educated youth sent to the countryside, why can't Pengfei go back to the city?"

Zhuang Chaoying sighed softly and patiently explained, "Your aunt and uncle have lost their eligibility to return to the city. If Pengfei wants to come back, he'll have to wait for the policy to be implemented. Tu Nan, Xiao Ting, don't worry, Pengfei will be back soon!"

Xiaoting asked, "Dad, how long will we have to wait?"

"Your brother will finish the college entrance exam soon! Just be patient!"

"Knock knock knock!" Several people knocked on the courtyard gate.

Song Ying put down the melon seeds in her hand.

There stood a balding old man at the door, followed by two men who looked to be around thirty years old.

Song Ying asked warily, "Who are you looking for?"

The bald old man smiled and said, "Hello, is this Zhuang Chaoying's home?"

Huang Ling also came over, looked them up and down, and seeing that they didn't seem like bad people, asked: "Where is this? Where are you from?"

The old man nodded to his two subordinates behind him: "Hello, I am the vice president of the Jiang Sheng branch of the Writers Association (it's still called something like 'branch' before it's changed!). I've come here specifically to see Comrade Zhuang Chaoying and discuss some things with him!"

Then he took out his work ID and showed it to Huang Ling, who then showed it to Song Ying. "Sister Ling, it doesn't look fake!"

Huang Ling gently patted Song Ying's hand.

Song Ying immediately understood and turned to walk into the house.

Huang Ling greeted him warmly with a smile, "Please come in, Chao Ying! The Writers Association has come to see you!"

At that moment, Zhuang Chaoying was having a deep conversation with Tu Nan and Xiao Ting when he heard the call and stood up.

She turned her gaze to the three people at the door and nodded slightly in acknowledgment: "Hello! I am Zhuang Chaoying!"

The bald old man, Wang Yougui, carefully examined Zhuang Chaoying and nodded in agreement: "Hello, I am the vice president of the Jiangxi branch of the Writers Association. My name is Wang Yougui."

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