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

On December 25th, 5.7 million students aged 14 to 32 across the country finished their intense college entrance examination.

With the final ring of the bell.

Zhuang Chaoying stood outside the examination hall, watching the candidates file out one after another, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. She thought to herself that she could finally leave work on time. She had been so busy with the college entrance examination that she was dizzy.

He received his salary the day after the college entrance examination ended.

Zhuang Chaoying walked towards the finance office, still pondering the salary issue. "Zhuang Chaoying!"

"coming!"

I signed the document and received the money.

The salary was seventy yuan, which was only achieved later when the higher authorities emphasized education and increased teachers' salaries.

When he received his payslip, he saw that his salary was only 42.5 yuan.

He gave a helpless, bitter smile. Without Huang Ling, he wouldn't be able to make ends meet with that little bit of money.

The original owner also had to give one-third to Zhuang's parents, which meant giving them fifteen yuan each month. After calculating, he would have twenty-seven yuan and fifty cents left.

They had argued about not being allowed to sit at the table during Zhuang's mother's birthday party last time, and haven't been back since.

Zhuang Chaoying felt a little uneasy. They hadn't been in contact for so long. The old couple always liked to cause trouble. Would they cause some kind of trouble during such a peaceful time?

Zhuang Chaoying came out of the finance office, put her wages and receipts into her pocket, and patted it.

The principal happened to be passing by and saw him. "Teacher Zhuang, come with me! I have something to tell you!"

"Yes, Principal!" Zhuang Chaoying quickly replied, following the principal's footsteps. He was a little curious, wondering what the principal wanted to see him about.

Zhuang Chaoying followed the principal into the principal's office. "Principal, is there something you need from me?"

He stood opposite the principal.

The principal, seated in his chair, gestured to the stool in front of him. "Teacher Zhuang, they called and want you to go to the Education Bureau! The director wants to see you!"

Zhuang Chaoying agreed, left the school gate, walked to the bus station, and headed to the Education Bureau.

I registered at the entrance and went straight to the director's office.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Please come in!"

"Hello, my name is Zhuang Chaoying. Our principal sent me here."

"Teacher Zhuang, right?"

"Correct!"

The director opened the drawer and took out a piece of paper.

Zhuang Chaoying stood opposite the bureau chief, who handed her a piece of paper.

Zhuang Chaoying frowned as she looked at the contents of the paper.

Should we let him grade the papers?

He knew this was an important task, but his family situation was a concern.

The factory allocated Huang Ling an apartment, and she would receive the keys before New Year's Day, which was originally great news.

But if he were to go and grade papers now, things would go crazy at home.

Moving is hard work, and he's the only strong laborer in the family, so we have to rely on him.

Moreover, the thought of living with such a large group of men gave him goosebumps.

Those people snore loudly and have poor hygiene habits. Just thinking about it makes me uncomfortable. No, he can't go!

Seeing that Zhuang Chaoying remained silent, the director spoke up. "There hasn't been a college entrance exam for ten years, and everyone's thoughts are still quite chaotic. We don't even know how the papers will be graded yet. Teacher Zhuang will have to leave home for a while to grade papers. No one knows exactly how long she'll be gone or how many papers she'll be grading. You can go home and discuss it with your family. If it's really difficult, you don't have to go!"

The director really hoped that Zhuang Chaoying could take on this responsibility.

Zhuang Chaoying looked at the bureau chief with a troubled expression. "Bureau Chief, I know it's an honor for me to be selected to review the papers, and it's because you trust me. But my family really can't be left alone. We're moving on New Year's Day, and without a man at home, it's not enough for my wife and two children. I'm sorry, Bureau Chief..."

After saying that, he put the letter of introduction back on his desk.

The director waved his hand with some regret. "Teacher Zhuang, since you've made up your mind, I won't force you anymore. This is something you can't go back on your word."

Zhuang Chaoying immediately bowed to the principal. "Thank you for your trust, Director."

Then he turned and left the director's office.

After leaving the director's office, he went into the restroom.

As soon as I entered, I smelled a pungent odor, and there was a male teacher using the toilet.

He awkwardly glanced to the other side, thinking to himself, "Please, please don't see anything I shouldn't, or I'll get a sty!" Ugh...

The male teacher even greeted Zhuang Chaoying. "Hello, are you going to the restroom?"

"Who is this person? I don't recognize him," Zhuang Chaoying nodded, turned into the toilet stall, and breathed a sigh of relief after closing the door.

[System, I want to redeem a women's coat.]

Suddenly, a virtual scene appeared in his mind.

Women's coats from this era are displayed one by one on the system's shelves.

The price is also listed below.

Women's wool short coat, 99 yuan.

Good heavens, that's so expensive! Zhuang Chaoying clicked his tongue in surprise. It was almost two months' salary for him.

His gaze continued to wander, and he noticed that the cheapest item was a scarf, at 1.95 yuan. Although it was inexpensive, it was still a token of his appreciation, so he bought the scarf, and the purchase was successful; the scarf appeared in his hand.

Put the scarf into your handbag.

After leaving the restroom, Zhuang Chaoying quickened her pace to get home.

As soon as he got home, before he even stepped inside, Zhuang Chaoying called out, "Xiaoting, Tunan, Dad's home!"

Upon hearing their father's voice, Tu Nan and Xiao Ting immediately pushed open the door and embraced him.

Zhuang Chaoying looked at the children's rosy cheeks, picked up Xiaoting, kissed her pink face, and her stubble made Xiaoting giggle.

Xiaoting touched Zhuang Chaoying's face with her little hands. "Daddy, it's prickly on my face. Did you not shave?"

He touched his face, and sure enough, his beard had grown back. He smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

Entered the house.

Huang Ling had already prepared the meal and was just waiting for Zhuang Chaoying to return.

The meal was simple, but it was all food that the whole family loved.

Zhuang Chaoying put Xiaoting down and then took out her wages from her pocket.

He carefully counted the money, took out two yuan and fifty cents, kept some food coupons for lunch at school, and then handed the rest to Huang Ling.

Zhuang Chaoying really did give her her salary last month, and Huang Ling still can't quite believe it.

This is the first time a young woman has ever been married into a sedan chair.

When she got married, she was young and impetuous, and felt that her salary was enough to support herself, so she didn't take Zhuang Chaoying's money.

After having two children, the pressure of life increased, and she wanted her husband's salary, but she was too embarrassed to ask, so she could only bear it silently on her own.

She took the forty yuan, thought for a moment, and then took out another five yuan. "Chaoying, here's another five yuan. It's embarrassing for a man to have no money in his pocket."

Zhuang Chaoying shook his head. "I've arranged everything except lunch at school. I'll ask you for money if I need it." He knew the family's expenses were high and didn't want to take the extra five yuan.

Huang Ling stuffed five yuan directly into his pocket: "Why have you become so fussy?"

Only then did Zhuang Chaoying remember the scarf in her bag.

He took off his bag, rummaged through it, then took out the scarf and handed it to Huang Ling with a smile. "I got paid, so I bought this for you."

Huang Ling took the scarf, saying, "It would be good to use this money to buy some food for the children. Don't waste money next time."

But the upturned corners of her mouth betrayed her true feelings.

She wrapped a pink scarf around her neck and looked at herself in the mirror.

"Tunan, Xiaoting, isn't the scarf Dad bought for Mom pretty?"

Tu Nan smiled at his mother and nodded vigorously. "Beautiful, my mother is the most beautiful."

Xiaoting looked at her parents, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart.

Since we came back from Grandpa and Grandma's house last time, the atmosphere at home has changed, and Mom and Dad are smiling more often. It's so nice.

She thought to herself, "If only I never went to my grandparents' house."

Xiaoting clapped her hands. "Mommy, it's so pretty!"

Huang Ling looked at herself in the small mirror, admired herself for a while, and then took the scarf off and carefully put it into the cabinet.

"Let's eat, or the food will get cold."

After dinner, Zhuang Chaoying began to help her child with his homework.

Their child is so lucky; he's a good student and they don't have to worry about him at all.

There was no scene where a loving father and filial son turned into chaos.

Zhuang Chaoying patted the two children's heads and occasionally explained the questions they didn't understand.

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The two lay in bed that night. Xiaoting was fast asleep, her even breathing gently echoing in the quiet room.

Huang Ling, however, felt wide awake, with a strange mix of emotions swirling in her heart.

Although her husband is more considerate of their family than before and knows how to make her happy, that subtle feeling of unease is like a thorn that pricks her heart from time to time.

She propped herself up with her arms and, by the faint moonlight, quietly looked at Chao Ying's sleeping face.

Yes, Chaoying hasn't touched herself for almost two months since she came back from her grandparents' house.

In her thirties, she was at the peak of her sexual desire. After more than two months without marital relations, she felt a mix of longing and frustration, like a kitten scratching at her heart.

She tentatively asked in a low voice, "Is Chaoying asleep?"

Her voice was so soft that only she could hear it.

Zhuang Chaoying had just closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep when she heard Huang Ling calling her. She mumbled sleepily, "I'm not asleep yet. Do you want some water?"

Huang Ling didn't speak, but her hand seemed to have its own will, slowly placing it on Chao Ying's chest. The warm touch made her heart beat faster.

The room was pitch black and so quiet that only the breathing of a few people could be heard, each breath seeming to stir up the tense atmosphere.

Zhuang Chaoying grabbed Huang Ling's hand, her heart filled with panic.

No, I only see you as my older sister. This won't do. I can't cross that line.

But he can't just abandon his family and ignore everything.

He also couldn't let go of his two adorable children, and his kind older sister who had always taken such good care of the family.

But asking him to find a man is also out of the question; he doesn't want to be a troublemaker!

Although her mind was against it, her body betrayed her; her breathing became rapid, as if she were suppressing something. "Huang Ling, I'm tired today, let's go to sleep!"

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