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

The moving day arrived quickly. In the somewhat messy house, the family got up early to start packing.

Every corner of the house was piled with items that needed to be packed. Xiaoting and Tunan were also busy, packing their own small belongings in their respective rooms.

Huang Ling carried several large suitcases and packed the neatly folded clothes inside.

Zhuang Chaoying carried the furniture down the stairs one trip after another.

He had already carried all the furniture downstairs. Tu Nan followed behind Zhuang Chaoying, her small figure trying her best to help her father carry some of the lighter items.

Once downstairs, Zhuang Chaoying placed her bag on top of the small mountain of items already piled up on the tricycle. "Tu Nan, keep an eye on things here. Dad will go upstairs again."

Zhuang Chaoying wiped the sweat from her forehead, panting.

Tu Nan nodded obediently and sat on the tricycle.

Huang Ling continued tidying up some odds and ends.

Just then, neighbor Li Xia passed by and curiously lifted the curtain of the Huang family's door to peek inside.

"Sister Li Xia."

“I saw the tricycle downstairs loaded with furniture. Teacher Zhuang has made several trips. Are you moving?” Huang Ling said, holding the clothes in her hand. “Yes! We’re moving. We’ve been looking forward to it for so long.”

Li Xia nodded: "There still needs to be a man in the house. If Teacher Zhuang goes on a business trip, you three will have to move on your own."

Huang Ling frowned, looking puzzled: "Where is Teacher Zhuang going on a business trip?"

"You don't know? The Education Bureau asked Teacher Zhuang to grade the papers, but he refused. Didn't he tell you?" Looking at Huang Ling's expression, Li Xia realized that she might have said something wrong.

"Oh dear, Zhuang didn't tell you. Look how talkative I am. I have to go home, the child is crying!" With that, she hurriedly left.

Zhuang Chaoying dusted herself off and went inside. "The truck is full, let's go over there first."

Huang Ling looked at Zhuang Chaoying: "Chaoying, I heard from Sister Li Xia next door that the Education Bureau asked you to grade papers. This is a great opportunity. Why didn't you go?"

Zhuang Chaoying sat on the edge of the bed and calmed down: "I thought this was something serious. The Education Bureau wanted me to go, but when I thought about how you told me last time that we could get the keys and move on New Year's Day, I was worried that if I left, you and the children would be left behind with so much stuff to move. I was worried about what might happen if something went wrong. It's not a big deal, there will be other opportunities after the papers are graded."

As Huang Ling listened, her eyes gradually reddened: "Chao Ying!"

She recalled Zhuang Chaoying's contributions to the family over the years. As long as she wasn't involved with her grandparents, Chaoying was a good person.

If you treat a woman well, a few small favors can keep her completely devoted to you. He used to be a woman too, so he knows that.

Huang Ling walked over gently and leaned against Zhuang Chaoying's chest. Zhuang Chaoying's body stiffened a little. He wasn't used to such intimacy, so he subconsciously reached out and patted her back, feeling a little embarrassed: "Alright, Xiaoting is still watching. Aren't you ashamed?"

Zhuang Chaoying took a handkerchief out of her pocket and handed it to Huang Ling: "Wipe it off."

Xiaoting looked at the comic book in her hand, but her eyes kept glancing towards her parents. When she saw her mother and father hugging each other, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle.

Huang Ling took the handkerchief and gently wiped away her tears.

Not long after, the family prepared to leave for their new home.

Huang Ling, wearing a raincoat, rode a tricycle, with Zhuang Chaoying pushing hard from behind, while Xiao Ting and Tu Nan sat on the vehicle.

A light rain was falling from the sky, the raindrops making a pattering sound as they hit the raincoat.

Seeing how hard his parents were working, Tu Nan wanted to get off and push the bike too. "Dad, let me help you. I'm a man, and if I sit on the bike, Mom won't be able to ride it."

"Okay, Tu Nan has really grown up. He knows how to help his mom and dad with chores now. You can hold the umbrella for his dad."

As Zhuang Chaoying bent over to push the stroller, an umbrella soon appeared above her head. It was held up by Tu Nan, whose small figure was trying his best to shield his father from the rain.

The bike moved very slowly in the rain, and every step was difficult.

Halfway there, Huang Ling called out, "Chao Ying, stop!"

"Chaoying, ride for a while. Your back can't take it if you keep pushing like this."

Zhuang Chaoying shook her head: "It's okay, just hang in there a little longer, we'll be there soon. Tu Nan, get in the car."

Tu Nan had been walking for a while, so Zhuang Chaoying picked up the child and put him in the car, then continued pushing the stroller.

Braving the light rain, the family finally arrived at the door of their new home.

Several people wearing raincoats parked their car at the entrance of the alley.

They unloaded their luggage from the car and prepared to go inside.

Before I even went inside, I heard a quarrel; it was Song Ying's voice.

"Wang Yong, you little rascal!"

Wang Yong said nonchalantly, "It's just a small hole, what could possibly happen?"

"You made a hole in the wall, and your dirty water is flowing into my yard."

Wang Yong's wife chimed in, "Song Ying, there's a drain in your yard, it'll be drained in a bit."

Song Ying put her hands on her hips and glared angrily: "Since you know there's a water pipe, why don't you block your own outlet? If you want to build a water tank, why don't you dig a hole in our yard so that all your dirty water can be discharged into our yard? Why do you want to benefit from both sides?"

"You wait, I'm going to report you to the housing management department."

Wang Yong's wife scoffed, "Sue the real estate department. Section Chief Lu hates you the most. You caused trouble last time. Go ahead and sue."

Suddenly, a notification popped into Zhuang Chaoying's mind: a temporary mission! [Get rid of Wang Yong! Mission valid indefinitely.]

He frowned, thinking to himself that he had just moved and already encountered this kind of thing. This Wang Yong was really no good. Humph, he was just messing with him.

Wang Yong's wife persisted: "Go ahead and complain, but Section Chief Lu will only talk about you."

Song Ying leaned against the door, her face stubborn: "These days, when it comes to allocating housing, seniority and merit don't matter. Whoever knows how to flatter gets a house. I, Song Ying, am not that kind of person."

Wang Yong stood on the bench with half his head sticking out and retorted loudly, "Do you think the factory likes you? You were assigned the last room, and you have to walk a long way to the toilet."

As soon as Zhuang Chaoying entered the house, she saw Song Ying arguing with Wang Yong next door, her hand outstretched. The scene was quite heated.

Huang Ling frowned slightly as she listened to the two arguing, and followed Chao Ying into the courtyard.

The atmosphere in the courtyard became somewhat tense because of the argument.

When Song Ying saw her neighbor arrive, she hurried over. "You must be Sister Ling? Are you Sister Ling's husband, Teacher Zhuang?" Zhuang Chaoying nodded, revealing a gentle smile: "Hello, I am Huang Ling's husband, my name is Zhuang Chaoying."

Song Ying quickly walked over and greeted them warmly: "Hello, I'm Song Ying, your neighbor. Wu Feng came to help."

Lin Wufeng and Lin Dongzhe came out of the house. "Wufeng, this is Sister Ling, and this is Sister Ling's husband. Dongzhe, call her Auntie, and Uncle Zhuang."

Lin Dongzhe blinked his big eyes: "Hello, Auntie! Hello, Uncle Zhuang!"

Lin Wufeng looked at the family and said with a smile, "Hello."

Tu Nan and Xiao Ting followed obediently in, saying in unison, "Hello, Auntie! Hello, Uncle!"

Song Ying smiled even more brightly: "Good, good, the little one is so good!"

Zhuang Chaoying put the things in her hands on the ground, walked straight to the front of her new home, opened the door, and then carried the things into the house one trip after another.

Outside, Song Ying was still chatting with Huang Ling: "Sister Ling, you've come at the perfect time. Let's go to the real estate department together and report him. This guy knows he's in the wrong, so he's hiding! Our courtyard is a bit low-lying, and they dug a hole. Every time it rains, dirty water flows into our yard. The smell is disgusting."

Huang Ling looked at the hole and whispered, "That's really not a good idea!"

Wang Yong, oblivious to the danger, stepped forward again, a fake smile on his face: "Team Leader Huang, you and Teacher Zhuang are both honest and upright people. Don't learn from this person. Be careful in the future."

Wang Yong's wife chimed in, "Team Leader Huang, don't associate with this shameless woman. Everyone in the factory knows what kind of troublemaker she is! How did she even get this house?"

Song Ying trembled with anger: "Your whole family are dogs. Only dogs would crawl through holes."

Zhuang Chaoying came out of the room, looked at the hole in the floor, and said calmly to Wang Yong, "Wang Yong, you should patch up the hole! Otherwise, Song Ying will really report you to the real estate department."

Lin Wufeng quickly pulled the emotionally agitated Song Ying away.

Huang Ling came out of the house and took Zhuang Chaoying's arm: "Chaoying, it's alright. We're neighbors, we'll see each other all the time." "Huang Ling, we're just trying to be helpful to Wang Yong."

Wang Yong, however, was unmoved and pointed at Teacher Zhuang, saying, "Teacher Zhuang, we're only telling you these kind words because your family is honest. Don't be ungrateful."

Zhuang Chaoying stared at Wang Yong: "Hurry up and seal the hole. We're all neighbors. I'm doing this for your own good, Wang Yong!" Lin Wufeng pulled the two of them over, whispered a few words in Song Ying's ear, and then whispered a few words in Zhuang Chaoying's ear.

Zhuang Chaoying and Lin Wufeng exchanged a smile. They both knew that Wang Yong was no good. Zhuang Chaoying already had a plan in mind, and it wasn't just the strategy Lin Wufeng had told him; he had his own ideas.

The light rain was still falling.

However, with Lin Wufeng's help, the two men worked together and moved things much faster, finishing moving all the furniture off the tricycle in no time.

Zhuang Chaoying looked at Lin Wufeng and said, "Thank you, Engineer Lin!"

Lin Wufeng smiled and said, "Don't be so polite, Teacher Zhuang. We'll all be living in the same courtyard from now on, so it's only right that we help each other out."

They decided to go back and make another trip, but this time they wouldn't let the children come with them. With Song Ying and the others helping to keep an eye on things, they could rest assured.

They went back and forth like this until nightfall, and finally the move was over.

Xiaoting tugged at Tunan's arm: "Brother, I need to go to the toilet."

Tu Nan patted his chest: "Brother will go with you!" Then, the brother and sister headed towards the toilet. "Brother, the toilet in the new house is so far away! What will we do at night?"

"From now on, I'll be with you when you go to the bathroom at night, so don't be afraid."

Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling loaded the last few odds and ends into the car. Huang Ling habitually pushed from behind, but Zhuang Chaoying pulled her into the car.

"Huang Ling, get on the bike. I can pedal."

Huang Ling stopped insisting and sat in the car, holding her umbrella high to shield Zhuang Chaoying from the rain.

After arriving home, Zhuang Chaoying carried her luggage back and forth into the house.

Finally, everything was in place, and Zhuang Chaoying plopped down in a chair, feeling as if all her strength had been drained away.

At this moment, the two children ran over sensibly, one busy pouring water, and the other gently massaging his shoulders from behind.

He took the water his son handed him and drank it all in one gulp. His daughter's soft little hands rubbed his legs, and the comfortable feeling spread throughout his body.

Painless fatherhood, with both a son and a daughter, life is wonderful!

All the day's fatigue vanished in that moment.