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

The first semester of the first year of high school in Tunan has ended, and the winter vacation is approaching.

Every day at home, he would stay in his room, reading magazines and novels.

Huang Ling sat to the side knitting a sweater.

She was sitting right next to Chao Ying.

Zhuang Chaoying took a break for more than half a year last year and did not write any novels.

In the new year of 1982, he took out his manuscript paper and began writing his next novel.

He plans to write a non-fiction novel called "Youth in the Great Northern Wilderness".

The story tells of the ordinary love and hate between two pairs of educated youth sent to the countryside. In the harsh environment, the educated youth supported each other, but their emotions became entangled due to the clash between ideals and reality.

As Huang Ling knitted, she put down her knitting needles, moved closer to Chao Ying, and whispered, "Chao Ying, do you think it will affect Tu Nan's studies if he reads novels and magazines every day?"

Zhuang Chaoying put down her pen, sat up straight, and peeked into the inner room. She saw Tu Nan intently staring at his book. "Tu Nan has finished his homework, and I tutored them on the new courses for next semester during the day. There won't be any problems, don't worry."

Huang Ling raised her hand to look at her wristwatch; the hour hand was already pointing to a little past nine.

She gently nudged Chaoying's shoulder: "Chaoying, it's already past nine o'clock, go to sleep."

Zhuang Chaoying put down her pen, carefully organized the manuscript paper and put it into the drawer, then got up and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

A little while later, he came back carrying a thermos, saying as he walked, "Ah Ling, soak your feet, they'll warm you up."

Huang Ling had already prepared the basin of water by the bedside.

Zhuang Chaoying slowly poured hot water into the pot, muttering, "Test the temperature; if it's not hot enough, add some more."

Huang Ling carefully dipped her foot into the water, but immediately pulled it back as soon as it touched the surface: "Chao Ying, it's too hot!"

Zhuang Chaoying quickly put down the thermos: "I'll add some cold water for you."

After adjusting the water temperature, Huang Ling put her feet in again, a satisfied expression on her face: "This time it's fine."

Zhuang Chaoying then took off her socks and put her feet into the basin; the warmth of the water instantly spread throughout her body.

"Ouch!

so comfortable!

In the dead of winter, there was no heating in the house, and it was chilly everywhere, almost as cold as outside.

Fortunately, he could still cuddle with Ah Ling while sleeping at night, and their body heat could help him ward off the cold a little.

Zhuang Chaoying hugged Huang Ling: "Ling, Mom and Dad are retired and have nothing to do, so why don't we have them come to Suzhou for Chinese New Year this year?"

Huang Ling raised her head: "Our house is too small. If Mom and Dad come, there won't be enough room for them to sleep."

Zhuang Chaoying gently pressed Huang Ling's head down and pulled the blanket up a little tighter: "Lie down, the cold wind is coming in."

Huang Ling placed her hand on Zhuang Chaoying's chest and pondered for a moment: "Why don't we go back?"

Zhuang Chaoying grasped Huang Ling's hand and nodded: "Okay, let's go then."

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Early the next morning.

Zhuang Chaoying called Tu Nan and Xiao Ting over: "Children, this year we'll spend the Spring Festival at our maternal grandparents' house."

Upon hearing this, Tu Nan and Xiao Ting's eyes lit up instantly, and they were so happy they almost jumped for joy.

Xiaoting, in particular, immediately recalled the scene from last year when her maternal grandfather took them to a Western restaurant. Her maternal grandparents were much kinder to her and her brother than her paternal grandparents.

Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling quickly packed their things and headed to the state-run store.

The shop was bustling with people.

I bought some milk powder and canned goods.

He also specially selected two bottles of fine Fenjiu liquor, knowing that his father-in-law usually enjoyed a drink or two.

The family arrived at the bus station with large bags and small packages and boarded the bus bound for Changcheng.

The bus moved slowly along the bumpy road, and the scenery outside the window kept receding.

A faint smell of gasoline filled the car, but this did not dampen anyone's spirits.

Huang Ling stood at the door of her familiar home and raised her hand to knock.

"Boom boom boom!"

Huang's mother's voice came from inside the house. "Who is it!"

Huang Ling quickly responded, "Mom and Dad, it's me, Ling!"

The door creaked open, and Huang's mother excitedly opened her arms and hugged Huang Ling tightly. She then pulled her daughter's hand and led her into the house, repeatedly saying, "Ah Ling is back! Honey, come out quickly! Ah Ling is back! Tu Nan and Xiao Ting are here too!" Huang's father, who was in the bathroom, heard the commotion, quickly pulled up his pants, rinsed his hands, and hurried out. "Ah Ling, Chao Ying, my darling, Grandpa's precious granddaughter! You're finally back!"

Zhuang Chaoying walked into the house and carefully placed the things on the table: "Mom and Dad! How are you both feeling?"

Mr. and Mrs. Huang pulled their children to sit down on the sofa.

Mr. Huang smiled and said, "Good, your mother and I are in good health. Are you planning to spend the New Year here? Your mother and I were thinking that if you don't come back this year, your mother and I will have to go over there on the third day of the Lunar New Year."

Zhuang Chaoying took an orange from the table, peeled it, handed one half to Huang Ling, and then gave the other half to Xiao Ting.

Just then, he saw that Tu Nan had also peeled an orange, so he smiled, took half of it from Tu Nan's hand, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Zhuang Tunan pouted and quickly stuffed the other half into his mouth, lest his father snatch it away again.

Zhuang Chaoying swallowed the orange in her mouth. "I came back this time to spend the New Year here. Ah Ling and I have discussed it and we'll go back on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year."

Huang's mother happily hugged Tu Nan and Xiao Ting, her wrinkles smoothing out: "That's wonderful, Grandma made delicious food for Tu Nan and Xiao Ting."

Xiaoting hugged her grandmother's neck affectionately: "Grandma, Grandpa, my brother and I missed you so much."

Huang's mother gently touched Xiaoting's hand: "Grandma misses you too. Ah Ling, you don't know, your father often looks at the photos you mailed back and secretly sheds tears in the house."

Upon hearing this, Xiaoting snuggled even tighter into her grandmother's arms: "Grandma!"

In the afternoon, Zhuang Chaoying and Huang's father went to the vegetable market to buy groceries.

Huang's father wouldn't let him pay. So he followed behind, helping to carry things.

"Chao Ying, do you want to buy a fish to eat?"

In the evening, Huang's mother and Ah Ling were busy in the kitchen.

Before long, a large table of dishes was laid out, and my sister's family came over.

Everyone sat together, and Tu Nan talked about things at school, making everyone laugh.

After the meal, Tu Nan volunteered to clear the dishes, while Xiao Ting helped wipe the table.

It was bedtime. Tu Nan tidied up the sofa and spread out the bedding: "I'll sleep on the sofa, Xiao Ting can sleep in the small bed."

Xiaoting nodded, ran to her grandparents' room and onto the small bed, crawling into the blankets where her grandmother had placed a hot water bottle beforehand.

The days of reunion are always too short; it was the evening of the fourth day of the Lunar New Year.

As Huang Ling packed her luggage and clothes, her eyes reddened and her voice choked with emotion: "Chao Ying, I can't bear to leave Mom and Dad."

Zhuang Chaoying gently hugged Huang Ling from behind, resting her chin tenderly on Ling's shoulder, and softly comforted her: "I will work hard to write the book, and in the future we will buy a big house and bring Mom and Dad over."

Huang Ling held Chao Ying's hand, somewhat helplessly: "Chao Ying, where are you going to buy a house? You're talking nonsense. Some families don't even have a house these days. Who can sell it to them?"

"There will be more in the future, don't worry. If there aren't enough houses, we'll definitely build more."

On the morning of the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, after breakfast, Zhuang Chaoying, along with his wife and children, boarded the bus again.

The car slowly started moving, and Mr. and Mrs. Huang stood by the roadside, waving goodbye incessantly, their eyes filled with reluctance.

Zhuang Chaoying poked her head out and called out, "Mom and Dad, when we live in a big house in the future, you and Mom can come and live with us in Suzhou."

At this time, Mr. and Mrs. Huang were sixty years old and in good health, and perhaps they could really live to see Zhuang Chaoying buy a big house.

Before leaving, Mr. and Mrs. Huang bought a new cotton-padded jacket for each of Xiaoting and Tunan.

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