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

As they talked, they quickened their pace and walked toward the courtyard.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw the postman standing at the gate, with a bulging mailbag on the back of his green mail bicycle next to him.

The postman bent over and carefully rummaged through a bag in the back seat, soon pulling out a letter. "You've come back just in time. Here's a letter from Zhuang Chaoying." He straightened up and handed the letter to Huang Ling.

He often came to deliver mail and had known the two of them for a long time.

Huang Ling quickly stepped forward and took the letter. "Thank you, Comrade."

Huang Ling gently pushed open her own bedroom door.

She saw that Chaoying was still fast asleep in bed, and the two children had not yet gotten up.

He quietly placed the letter on the table and walked towards the kitchen.

Zhuang Chaoying was actually awakened by the slight noise the moment Huang Ling entered the room, but she was still drowsy, her eyes half-open and half-closed.

After a while, I finally came to my full senses and glanced at the clock on the table. It was past eight o'clock.

It's Sunday today, so I finally got to sleep in.

She stretched out a big yawn, then put on a vest, pants, and slippers, picked up her toothbrush and toothpaste, and slowly walked to the tap in the yard to brush her teeth and wash her face.

With her mouth full of foam, Zhuang Chaoying greeted Lin Wufeng, who had just come out of the room, indistinctly. "Engineer Lin, you're up."

Lin Wufeng, also still sleepy, let out a long yawn. "I'm up. I couldn't fall back asleep after being woken up by the noise from next door yesterday. I managed to doze off for a bit this morning, but now I'm incredibly sleepy."

Zhuang Chaoying grinned and nudged Lin Wufeng with her elbow. "Weren't you tired from working at night?"

“Teacher Zhuang, you look radiant. We’re about the same, aren’t we?”

Lin Wufeng retorted just as fiercely.

"Ha ha!"

After washing her face, Zhuang Chaoying held a towel in both hands and dried her face. Then, carrying the basin, she returned to her room.

At this moment, their son Zhuang Tunan and daughter Xiaoting were still lying in bed. "Tunan, Xiaoting, get up, it's time to eat."

Zhuang Tunan was having a sweet dream when the call disturbed him. He yawned widely, reluctantly turned over, and pulled the blanket over himself even more.

Zhuang Chaoying immediately noticed the black hair on her son's face, which looked like a dirty rim around his mouth.

He put down the basin and walked over.

Zhuang Chaoying firmly grasped Zhuang Tunan's chin, turned it left and right, and examined him carefully.

Zhuang Tunan instantly snapped out of it, feeling a sharp pain in his chin from being pinched. His face contorted, he pouted and complained, "Dad, what are you doing? It hurts so much to pinch my face like that."

Zhuang Chaoying then came to her senses and let go of his hand: "Son, you've grown a beard!"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Tunan's eyes widened instantly, and his drowsiness vanished without a trace.

I quickly got out of bed, took a few steps to the mirror in front of the wardrobe, and looked at myself carefully.

He looked at the fine black hairs around his mouth: "Dad, get me the razor!"

"Eat your food first, and after you finish eating, Dad will teach you how to shave."

Zhuang Tunan is already a fifteen-year-old boy. His height is increasing rapidly, and he is now almost 1.8 meters tall. Standing there, he has a tall and straight posture, and he is even more imposing than Zhuang Chaoying.

Although his appearance is still somewhat immature, his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes have already shown their potential. His small, delicate face is handsome and refined, and he will definitely be the kind of person girls like in the future.

Moreover, Zhuang Tunan is practically a carbon copy of the current Zhuang Chaoying; she has a cheerful personality, talks a lot of nonsense, knows how to take care of people, and is very thoughtful.

From now on, any girl who marries Zhuang Tunan will be blessed with good fortune.

You have such an open-minded father-in-law, right?

Zhuang Chaoying handed the clothes on the chair to Zhuang Tunan: "Get up quickly, it's time to eat, stop dawdling."

"Understood, Dad."

Zhuang Tunan responded and quickly put on his clothes.

Xiaoting skipped and hopped down from the attic.

Carrying the washbasin, I went to wash up.

Zhuang Chaoying then turned and walked to the kitchen, bringing out a bowl of steaming porridge and some pancakes that A-Ling had made that morning.

Zhuang Chaoying looked at Xiaoting's changes and felt a sense of emotion.

In the blink of an eye, she was just a little kid, and now she's a young lady.

The twelve-year-old girl had already started puberty and had grown quite a bit taller, almost as tall as Ah Ling.

Her once tender little face gradually matured, taking on the features of a young woman, with her eyebrows and eyes curving upwards, becoming more and more beautiful.

The thought of her daughter growing up and wearing a wedding dress one day made Zhuang Chaoying feel a slight tug at her heart, a dull ache.

If all else fails, I'll buy a house near my daughter's home so I can visit her anytime, and it will be convenient for her to come back whenever she wants.

The family sat around the dinner table.

They were drinking congee, eating meat pies, and enjoying the pickled vegetables made by Ah Ling.

After breakfast, Zhuang Tunan and Xiaoting conscientiously cleared away the dishes and carried them to the kitchen to wash them.

Zhuang Chaoying put the dining table away against the wall and sat down in a chair with Huang Ling.

Huang Ling handed over a letter: "Chao Ying, this is your letter. The postman delivered it this morning. I was in a hurry to cook, so I just put it on the table. Please open it and take a look."

Zhuang Chaoying took the letter, glanced at the cover, and read that it was from Hualin, Guizhou Province.

He tore open the envelope and took out the letter: "It's from Hualin. Could it be that he wants Pengfei to come over?"

Huang Ling leaned closer: "You'll know once you take a look."

As he spoke, he snatched the letter and unfolded it.

After a while, Huang Ling handed the letter to Zhuang Chaoying.

Zhuang Chaoying took the letter, glanced at it, and read it through from top to bottom.

The handwriting on the letter was neat and familiar, and it began with: "Brother, it's like seeing you in person."

The letter stated that the two of them had no chance to return to the city, but now there was a policy allowing the children of educated youth to return, with one quota available.

The letter was to ask the elder brother whether it was appropriate to let Pengfei return now, or to wait until Tu Nan finished the college entrance examination before transferring Pengfei's household registration. She also mentioned her doubts about the current policy, as policies are unpredictable, and she was afraid that there might be further changes in the future, preventing him from returning to the city, which would then delay her child's future.

After reading the letter, Zhuang Chaoying frowned slightly, but in fact, he had not immediately come up with a solution.

If Pengfei were to transfer his household registration now, just like in the original drama, and let the child board here, that would be feasible.

A thought suddenly flashed through Zhuang Chaoying's mind: she had a gene-optimized sugar pill, and it would be perfect to give it to Pengfei. Maybe it could help Pengfei improve his brain development.

Pengfei is a very clever little guy. Could he change the course of his future, give up doing business, and instead go to university?

This child has been interested in business since he was little and wants to make a lot of money.

“Ah Ling, the cutoff scores in your province are lower than those here. I want to wait until Pengfei finishes the college entrance exam before transferring my household registration.”

After hearing this, Huang Ling nodded slightly in agreement. "After Tu Nan finishes the college entrance examination, Peng Fei can come and study here temporarily. He can go back when he takes the exam. It will be a bit of a hassle for the child, but it is the best solution."

Zhuang Chaoying nodded again: "Ah Ling, then I'll reply like this."

Huang Ling urged, "Go back. Hualin must be anxious too. Finish writing it and send it out as soon as possible."

Zhuang Chaoying turned around, walked to her desk, opened the drawer, took out manuscript paper and a pen, and sat down.

After a moment of contemplation, the pen tip lightly touched the manuscript paper, and the letter began to be written.

A reply was quickly written.

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