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

Zhuang Chaoying parked her bicycle and gently closed the courtyard gate.

[System, purchase one single-pass washing machine.]

The 600 yuan has already been deducted from the system's inventory.

Zhuang Chaoying looked at the brand-new green washing machine that had appeared in the system's shelf and took it out directly.

I placed the washing machine directly by the door and then washed my hands.

I gently pushed open the door, went inside, took off my clothes and pants, and crawled into the mosquito net.

Huang Ling was sleeping soundly with her back to him. Zhuang Chaoying glanced at his watch; it was only a little past three. She could still sleep for another three hours.

He gently pulled the blanket over himself and gradually drifted off to sleep.

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At 5:30, Huang Ling's biological clock was as punctual as usual. She naturally opened her eyes and removed Chao Ying's hands and legs from her body.

Watching Chao Ying sleeping on her side next to him, his eyes unconsciously stared at Chao Ying's tightly closed eyes.

I hadn't noticed before, but Chao Ying's eyelashes are so long and her nose is so straight.

Her fingers couldn't help but gently brush against his nose.

Zhuang Chaoying felt a tickle in her nose and subconsciously reached out to slap it, muttering, "Itchy..."

Huang Ling quickly pulled her hand back, covered her mouth to suppress her laughter, and gently got up, stepping over him with her body, her movements very light.

She put on her clothes and was combing her hair in front of the mirror.

Suddenly, Song Ying's startled cry rang out from outside. "Ah! Sister Ling!"

Huang Ling quickly went outside. "What's wrong with Song Ying?"

Song Ying pointed to the washing machine in front of their house. "Sister Ling, you bought a washing machine?"

Huang Ling was stunned for a moment, then remembered that Chao Ying had gone to buy a ticket for a washing machine last night, but unexpectedly, she brought the washing machine back. "Song Ying, keep your voice down. Chao Ying went there last night, intending to buy a ticket for a washing machine, but she ended up buying the washing machine instead."

Song Ying looked the washing machine up and down. "Sister Ling, washing clothes will be so much easier this time."

Huang Ling nodded with a smile. "Song Ying, from now on, use this to wash any large items in your household. It'll save you a lot of effort."

Song Ying opened the lid, peeked inside, and peered in, studying the contents. "Sister Ling, then I won't stand on ceremony. The sheets and duvet covers are hard to wash, so I'll just use your washing machine."

Huang Ling nodded. "When Engineer Lin comes back, I'll ask him to help connect an electrical wire. We'll put the washing machine in the backyard."

"No problem, I'll have Wu Feng take care of it after he gets off work tonight!"

Zhuang Chaoying groggily touched the side of her, but found nothing. She then opened her eyes, sat up, put on her slippers, and walked to the backyard.

Lin Wufeng stood groggily in the backyard, his hair still a little messy, his eyes half-open. "Good morning, Teacher Zhuang!"

Zhuang Chaoying scratched her slightly itchy back, probably from a mosquito bite. "Good morning!"

Lin Wufeng pointed towards the restroom. "Together?"

Zhuang Chaoying snapped out of her daze, the less-than-pleasant image instantly flashing through her mind. She quickly waved her hand, saying, "I'm an engineer, you go first!"

Lin Wufeng went into the restroom and came out shortly after, clearly having taken care of his "important business".

"Teacher Zhuang, please go quickly."

Zhuang Chaoying responded and quickly went into the toilet, where she relieved herself as quickly as possible, and then hurriedly washed her hands under the tap.

When he turned around and came out, he saw Huang Ling leaning against the door frame looking at him.

Zhuang Chaoying smiled and walked over to gently put her arm around Huang Ling's shoulder. "Ling, do you see the washing machine?"

Huang Ling leaned slightly to the side, resting against Zhuang Chaoying's chest, and looked up at him. "I saw it. How much did it cost?"

"Six hundred and fifty yuan."

"That's fine. You don't need to give me the remaining fifty. Keep it for your own spending money."

Zhuang Chaoying kissed Huang Ling on the cheek. "Then I'll thank you, Ling."

Huang Ling wiped the drool from her face. "Go wash up and eat quickly, you still have to go to school to proctor an exam later."

Zhuang Chaoying then remembered her proctoring duties and hurriedly checked her watch; it was almost seven o'clock.

He couldn't help but exclaim under his breath, "Damn, I'm late, I'm going to be late."

After saying that, she hurriedly ran to wash up, quickly dressed, and then took a sponge cake from the cupboard. While stuffing it into her mouth, she said, "Tunan, Dad took the bicycle. You can take the bus."

Zhuang Tunan, who was holding steamed buns, quickly grabbed a piece of oiled paper to wrap them up upon hearing this, then took off running. He chased after him to the alley entrance before finally catching up. "Dad, get two steamed buns!"

Zhuang Chaoying took the steamed bun and put it in her briefcase. "Thank you, son. Dad's going to work now."

After saying that, he got on his bicycle and sped off towards the school.

Today is July 7th, the day of the National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao). Zhuang Chaoying's annual proctoring day has arrived again.

Upon arriving at the school, the teachers first gathered for a meeting. Zhuang Chaoying sat in the meeting room, but her heart was somewhat restless.

After the meeting, the exam proctoring began.

Zhuang Chaoying and another teacher walked into the examination room together, their expressions solemn.

He took out the exam papers from the file folder and began distributing them: "Write your name and exam number carefully, and make sure you don't make any mistakes!"

The toilet paper was passed from student to student, eventually ending up in the last row.

Zhuang Chaoying stood on the podium and wandered around, but unfortunately there was no chair prepared for him in the examination room, so he could only keep walking around to ensure the order of the examination room.

Time slipped away slowly amidst the scratching of his pen and the sound of his pacing, and finally, he made it to the end of the workday.

After standing all day, his feet felt sore and swollen, and even his sandals felt too small, with the shoelaces tightly constricting the insteps of his feet, causing him some discomfort.

As Zhuang Chaoying rode her bicycle home, she suddenly remembered that she had a house-hunting appointment for the day.

He raised his wrist and saw it was exactly five o'clock. Thank goodness!

There's still time.

Seeing Teacher Zhuang riding his bike, Teacher Liu joked, "This Teacher Zhuang is even more eager to leave work than they are!"

Zhuang Chaoying had no time to pay attention to these jokes. She quickened her pace and arrived at the Cultural Palace in less than ten minutes.

Zhuang Chaoying parked her bicycle by the wall, and as soon as she stood still, she began to look around.

The street was bustling with people, but I didn't see Ah Quan, whom I had seen yesterday.

Damn, he said he wouldn't stand me up, but it turns out he's the one who stood me up?

Less than ten minutes later, a young man came running up from about twenty meters away, panting, and called out as he ran, "Brother Zhuang, sorry to have kept you waiting."

Zhuang Chaoying waved her hand. "I just arrived too."

Wang Quan caught his breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Brother Zhuang, I'll take you there on my bike."

Zhuang Chaoying looked at Wang Quan and thought that there shouldn't be any problems in broad daylight. Moreover, with her current strength and physique, if anything happened, she could just run away.

So he nodded and followed Wang Quan to the bicycle.

Wang Quan pedaled the bicycle hard, while Zhuang Chaoying sat on the back seat.

As the street scenery gradually receded, Zhuang Chaoying looked at it and suddenly felt that the street was becoming more and more familiar. She couldn't help but wonder: Isn't this the street where they live?

Wang Quan was struggling to keep his eyes open, and Zhuang Chaoying couldn't help but say, "Wang Quan, are you sure you can manage? Why don't you let me take your place?"

Wang Quan's white shirt was soaked with sweat on the back, clinging tightly to his back: "Brother Zhuang, I can do it, don't say I can't. It's just too hot. We'll be there soon."

A short while later, the car slowly came to a stop at the entrance of an alley.

Wang Quan pushed his bicycle and walked inside first, not forgetting to turn back and call out, "Come with me, Brother Zhuang!"

As Zhuang Chaoying followed, he looked around at the surroundings. It was less than two kilometers from their home, and there were quite a few people coming and going in the alley. He felt a little more at ease, thinking that nothing should happen.

Wang Quan stopped in his tracks. "Brother Zhuang, this is the place."

Zhuang Chaoying looked up and saw a three-story building in front of her.

The wall is over two meters high and looks very sturdy. The gate is an old-fashioned double gate, exuding a rustic charm.

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