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

Huang Ling glared at him impatiently: "Go get a basin!"

When Zhuang Chaoying saw that Ah Ling was finally talking to him, he quickly ran to get the basin.

Huang Ling deftly scooped the stir-fried vegetables into the bowl on the stove. Zhuang Chaoying quickly carried the dish with both hands, walked into the house, and placed it on the table.

Xiaoting, with her sharp ears, had already heard the commotion in the kitchen. She stood up and, like a clever little imp, tiptoed to Tu Nan's side. She tugged at her brother's sleeve and whispered in his ear, "Brother, did you hear that? It sounded like Dad and Mom were arguing in the kitchen!"

Tu Nan nodded calmly: "Go do your homework. Don't worry about adult matters, you're just a kid. Dad will definitely be able to appease Mom."

Xiaoting pouted, somewhat unconvinced, but still obediently sat back down in her seat.

At this moment, Lin Dongzhe quickly packed up his homework and stuffed all the books into his schoolbag: "Xiaoting, I've finished my homework and I'm going home!"

I shouldn't get involved in Aunt Huang and Uncle Zhuang's argument.

Hurry home!

"Xiaoting, help Mom get the bowls and chopsticks!"

Xiaoting walked to the kitchen cabinet, opened the cabinet door and took out bowls and chopsticks.

The rice bowl is held in both hands in the picture.

The family sat around the dining table.

Tu Nan broke the slightly somber atmosphere by picking up a golden egg with his chopsticks and gently placing it in Huang Ling's bowl: "Mom, eat an egg, it's nutritious."

Huang Ling looked at the eggs in the bowl and forced a smile: "Mom, eat. Xiaoting and Tunan, you two eat the vegetables."

As Zhuang Tunan ate his meal, his thoughts suddenly drifted back to his childhood.

Back then, his father once told him a wise saying: "When his mother is happy, the whole family is happy; when his mother is unhappy, the whole family is truly unhappy!"

That statement is absolutely correct!

Tu Nan secretly kicked his dad under the table.

After receiving her son's hint, Zhuang Chaoying glanced at him and gave him a reassuring look in return.

After finally finishing their meal, Tu Nan and Xiao Ting exchanged a knowing glance and quickly grabbed their bowls and headed to the kitchen.

Xiaoting was washing dishes in the backyard: "Brother, Mom and Dad are like this, we have to help them."

Tu Nan nodded in agreement.

After washing the dishes, she said, "Mom, Xiaoting and I have finished our homework. We're going to Aunt Song's house to watch TV." With that, she pulled Xiaoting out the door, leaving only Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling in the house.

Zhuang Chaoying nervously sat down next to Ah Ling, while Huang Ling, still feeling awkward, turned her head away.

Seeing this, Zhuang Chaoying quickly sat down on the other side.

Seeing Chao Ying's expression, Huang Ling couldn't hold back her anger any longer and burst out laughing.

Seeing the opportunity, Zhuang Chaoying quickly grabbed A-Ling's hand and asked, "A-Ling, are you not angry anymore?"

"angry!"

Although Huang Ling said that, her anger had subsided considerably when she saw Zhuang Chaoying, who was coaxing her.

"Chaoying, buying a house is such a big deal. You didn't even tell me before setting up the transfer with the homeowner for next Saturday. I'm not an outsider. Chaoying, I'm your wife. How can you not discuss such an important matter with me?"

At this point, Huang Ling's eyes reddened slightly, and her voice choked with emotion. "Chao Ying, I didn't mean to lose my temper, it's just... it's just..."

Zhuang Chaoying gently pulled Huang Ling into her arms, resting her chin on the top of her head: "I didn't think this through. From now on, I will definitely discuss all family matters with you. Ling, you are my dearest person. I'm sorry, Ling!"

Huang Ling buried her face in Chao Ying's chest, her voice trembling with tears: "Chao Ying, I didn't mean to get angry. I'm scared. I'm scared that you'll be like before. I'm scared that we'll drift apart."

Hearing her words, Zhuang Chaoying felt a pang of sadness, her eyes welled up with tears that threatened to spill over.

He cupped Huang Ling's face in his hands, gently wiping away her tears with his thumbs, and looked into her eyes: "I didn't think from your perspective. It won't happen again. I'm always here for you now, and I won't let you have those worries anymore."

Huang Ling nodded, her voice choked with emotion.

Seeing her crying, Zhuang Chaoying couldn't help but lower her head slightly and kiss her directly.

Their lips touched, mingled with the slightly salty taste of tears.

After a long while, Huang Ling gently pushed Zhuang Chaoying away and pounded Chaoying's chest again and again.

The force of the fist was extremely light.

As they continued to punch each other, they recalled how they had looked just moments before and couldn't help but laugh again.

"Ah Ling, you're not angry anymore, are you? Then let me tell you why we bought two courtyards."

Huang Ling nodded slightly, leaned gently against Zhuang Chaoying, and softly hummed in agreement.

Zhuang Chaoying put her arm around her shoulder: "It was my mistake not to discuss it with you, but now the market is becoming more and more open. The money in our hands is dead. Only when we spend it does it become our own money."

"Look, nine thousand yuan for two courtyards isn't expensive at all. It's good to leave these courtyards to Xiaoting and Tunan, giving them a stable place to live; if the market improves later, we can sell them too, it's better than just letting the money sit idle. This is a rare opportunity, and if we miss it, we might regret it later."

As Huang Ling listened, she suddenly sat up straight, leaned close to Zhuang Chaoying's ear, and whispered a few words...

Zhuang Chaoying shook her head and patiently explained, "It won't be like before, Ah Ling, don't worry. You watch the news on TV every day; the policies are getting better and better, and many people are waiting for housing allocation, which proves that people have a great demand for housing."

The landlord is going to the US and is in a hurry to sell, so we got a good deal. I'll take you to see it after get off work tomorrow; the yard is really nice, I'm sure you'll love it.

The two hugged quietly for a long time.

Huang Ling then stood up and tidied her slightly messy hair: "I'm going to wash my face."

"I am coming too!"

Zhuang Chaoying, holding a towel, followed A-Ling out of the house.

The two went to the tap in the yard, washed their faces, and their slightly swollen eyes felt much better.

As Zhuang Chaoying was wiping her face, she heard a loud argument coming from next door.

"I accepted that she brought her daughter to live here, but now she's brought her husband too. Zhou Zhiyuan, are you even a man? You think I don't know you've been smuggling yourself here? Your brother and sister-in-law lost their jobs because of you, and now you've come here to make us lose our jobs too? Have some shame! Get out! Get out of here!"

Zhuang Chaoying pulled Huang Ling to look across the street and saw Song Ying and Lin Wufeng running out.

Song Ying, holding a stool, stood on it and shouted, "Wang Yong, you can say whatever you want, but don't use the knife! Put the knife down!"

Wang Yong had lost control of his emotions. His eyes were red as he pointed at Song Ying and shouted angrily, "What business is it of yours? Who do you think you are? You can't control me! This is my house, and I make the decisions!"

Before long, the neighbors heard the commotion and gathered around, and more and more people came.

Everyone curiously peered over the wall, watching the commotion, and one after another tried to persuade him: "Wang Yong, put the knife down! Don't be impulsive!"

Wang Fang hugged her daughter Zhou Qing tightly, filled with terror and despair, and cried out, "Wang Yong, you're a beast!"

Yiming ran over, panting: "I went to the security department. They said Wang Fang isn't from the factory and isn't under their jurisdiction. I told them that she'd already been stabbed and it could be fatal. They said they'd report to the department head and would be there soon!"

Zhang Amei stood on the wall watching the commotion. Her gossip had gradually faded away, and now everyone's topic of conversation had turned to the fights that had broken out at the homes of the educated youth who had returned to the city.

The security personnel arrived quickly, and the leader looked stern: "Who's causing trouble? Who, who pulled out a knife?"

"It's him! Wang Yong! Wang Yong is going to use a knife!" Song Ying said, quickly getting off the chair.

"Sister Ling, you and Teacher Zhuang are alright now." Song Ying breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Huang Ling and Zhuang Chaoying.

Huang Ling pursed her lips and nodded.

"That's good, Sister Ling, go home now."

The three security guards swiftly apprehended Wang Yong, who was still brandishing a knife. "Take him away!"

Wang Yong panicked and quickly explained, "She's my sister, my sister! You've arrested the wrong person!"

Tu Nan pulled Xiao Ting along behind his parents and whispered to her, "Xiao Ting, wasn't I right? Dad can appease Mom."

At night, the children all went to bed.

Zhuang Chaoying lay on the bed, gently embracing Huang Ling: "Ah Ling, Ah Ling... are you still angry?"

Huang Ling had her back to him and didn't say a word.

Seeing this, Zhuang Chaoying hugged her even tighter from behind: "Ah Ling, arguments at the head of the bed are made up at the foot of the bed, let's follow the steps and see if it works..."

"Hate!,,"

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