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

In the cotton mill's staff quarters, Song Ying and Huang Ling walked out of the alley side by side; their destination was the housing department.

In the real estate department, the department head sat in his office.

After Song Ying and Huang Ling explained their purpose, the section chief nodded slightly.

They were genuinely afraid that Wang Yong's family might back out later, and if this matter escalated, it would never end. Moreover, this matter also involved Song Ying, that troublemaker.

The day after the relocation of the courtyard wall was approved, the property department quickly arranged for people to come and mark the lines.

"Is anyone there? The real estate department has sent people to mark the boundaries."

Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling came out of the house.

Huang Ling lowered her voice. "This factory is pretty fast this time."

Zhuang Chaoying's gaze turned towards Wang Yong's house. "He's probably afraid that Wang Yong's family will regret it."

Zhuang Chaoying walked over. "Section Chief Lu, are Wang Yong's family members here? If they're not here, it'll be difficult to draw the lines. If Wang Yong causes trouble for us again, saying we drew too many or too few lines, it will be hard to explain."

Section Chief Lu nodded: "I'll send someone over right away. Since both of you agree, let's tear down the wall and get this matter settled as soon as possible, so we don't have to wait and see."

Song Ying stood in the courtyard, hands on her hips: "Tear it down!"

With a loud crash, the courtyard wall was pushed down, raising a cloud of dust.

Zhuang Chaoying took the ruler brought by the real estate department, squatted down, and measured a distance that was two meters long and one meter wide.

After taking the measurement, he stood up again, carefully examined the markings on the ruler, and then squatted down again to confirm.

Wang Yong stood opposite. "Teacher Zhuang, are your measurements accurate?"

Zhuang Chaoying raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead: "It's accurate. I measured it several times. We can't be careless about this."

"I find it strange. This is a cotton mill building and yard. How could an outsider build a house here? It's ridiculous."

Zhuang Chaoying stood up, clapped her hands, and stared at him. "Wang Yong is really something else. Does he think Wang Fang isn't his sister and Zhou Qing isn't his niece?" she thought. "Wang Yong, there's no point in saying that. Wang Fang doesn't have the surname Wang anymore. She changed it? Since you don't believe my drawing, then come and verify it."

The security guard was standing to the side, taking notes in his notebook. When he heard Wang Yong's words, he looked up and said, "Wang Yong, it's two meters long and one meter wide. Both sides are the same size. If you don't believe me, here's a ruler to measure it yourself."

Song Ying also came over, put her hands on her hips, and raised her voice: "Yes, Wang Yong, you have to take a good look at it, especially that hole. This hole is much bigger than the one you dug that year."

Huang Ling, who was helping to move bricks, stopped what she was doing when she heard Wang Yong's words: "Wang Yong, if you have any objections, go to the housing department, the security department, and the factory office. They all agreed to it, and it was their decision. If you have any objections, I'll help you go to them."

Wang Yong's expression changed slightly; he was the epitome of a bully who preys on the weak.

He still vividly remembered being taken away by the security department last time, and he didn't want to experience that scene again, being escorted through the factory while everyone pointed and whispered.

"Get me a glass of water. Go get it!" Wang Yong's wife glared at Huang Ling, turned around to get the water, and muttered, "Hmph! Mind your own business."

These past two days, Zhuang Chaoying has been staying at home, not going anywhere. She just moved a stool to sit in the yard, her eyes fixed on Wanfang next door as she builds her house.

He never let his eyes relax for a moment, still holding the ruler in his hand, and every now and then he would stand up to check if the house exceeded the line drawn by the real estate department.

Zhuang Chaoying sat in the shade, fanning herself with a palm leaf fan, her eyes fixed on the few people next door who were busy building a house.

"Dad, have a popsicle!"

Zhuang Chaoying turned her head and saw her daughter Xiaoting skipping over, holding a popsicle that was emitting cold air.

Zhuang Chaoying took the popsicle and ate it in big bites; the icy sensation instantly dispelled some of the summer heat.

He held the popsicle stick in his mouth and casually glanced at the gate of the courtyard.

Just then, Tu Nan walked in from outside and went straight to the bicycle parked in the corner. "Dad, I'm going out on my bicycle for a bit. The middle school entrance exam scores are out. Shan Shan came to see me earlier, so I'm taking her to see them on my bike."

Zhuang Chaoying looked at her tall and handsome son, feeling both proud and somewhat worried.

Tu Nan is a good-looking boy with a cheerful personality, so it's normal for him to be popular with girls.

What he fears is that Tu Nan will be entering her second year of high school in the second half of the year, and if she falls in love during this crucial period, her studies will definitely be affected.

Zhuang Chaoying asked tentatively, "Are you just the two of you going? Do Xiaoting and Dongzhe want to come along?"

Xiaoting and Lin Dongzhe were sitting on chairs nearby, doing their summer homework. Hearing this, they quickly waved their hands. "Uncle Zhuang, Xiaoting and I won't go. We still have our summer homework to do."

Zhuang Chaoying muttered to herself: These two brats, who usually dote on Tu Nan like a shadow, aren't following him around now.

"Tunan, go and come back quickly!"

"Okay, Dad," Zhuang Tunan replied, pushing his bicycle out. When he reached the door, he turned back and called out, "Shanshan, let's go."

Shanshan walked ahead.

Zhuang Tunan pushed his bicycle to the entrance of the alley.

She was wearing a white dress with black polka dots, her hair was in two braids, and she had a shy smile on her face.

Seeing Tu Nan approaching, he quietly walked over and sat in the back seat.

"Shanshan, grab my clothes."

Shanshan's face instantly turned red. She gently grabbed Tu Nan's clothes, lowered her head slightly, and could faintly smell the faint scent of sweat on Tu Nan's body. A blush crept up to the roots of her ears without her realizing it.

As Tu Nan spoke, he pedaled his bicycle with all his might. "Shanshan, I think you'll have no problem, you'll definitely pass the exam."

ten minutes later.

"Shanshan has arrived at the affiliated high school!"

Wu Shanshan got off the back of the bicycle, her fair hand gently smoothing the slightly wrinkled hem of her skirt. With a shy expression, she looked up at Zhuang Tunan. "Tunan, could you go check for me? It's hard for me to squeeze in while wearing a skirt."

Zhuang Tunan nodded slightly, his gaze unconsciously sweeping over Shanshan from head to toe.

She was wearing a dress today, which made it difficult to navigate through the crowded area. "Okay, wait here for me, I'll go in and take a look." Zhuang Tunan turned and strode towards the area where the score lists were posted on campus.

The list was already surrounded by students and parents, all craning their necks to search for the names they cared about.

Zhuang Tunan struggled to squeeze into the crowd, his shoulder bumping into others from time to time.

His eyes swept quickly across the dense list of names and scores, desperately searching for Wu Shanshan's name.

Time passed by, and after searching for a while without finding it, Zhuang Tunan couldn't help but feel anxious.

He turned and looked back at Shanshan, who was waiting in the shade of a tree in the distance.

She pursed her lips, then refocused and began to carefully examine the list from the beginning.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Second place!

The full score is 580, but Wu Shanshan actually scored 563.

Zhuang Tunan's face instantly lit up with a smile, and he was so excited that he wanted to tell Shanshan the good news right away.

He turned around, squeezed his way out of the crowd with difficulty, and jogged to Shanshan's side.

"Shanshan, you got 563 points! You're second!"

Upon hearing this news, Wu Shanshan stood frozen in place, seemingly unable to believe her ears.

A moment later, overwhelmed with excitement, he involuntarily opened his arms and hugged Tu Nan tightly. "Great! Tu Nan, I got into the top high school! I can go to the library to read books now!"

Zhuang Tunan was stunned by the sudden hug, his hands awkwardly hanging in the air, not knowing where to put them.

In truth, how could he be completely unaware of Shan Shan's feelings for him?

At school, when his classmates gathered to discuss girls, he would occasionally join in. He was not ignorant about the subtle emotions between men and women.

In his heart, Shanshan had always been like a girl next door, a very simple feeling, and he had never had any other special thoughts.

Zhuang Tunan coughed lightly. "Shanshan, congratulations! Can you let go now?"

Shanshan seemed to suddenly realize her lapse in composure, quickly letting go of his hand, a blush spreading across her cheeks. "Tunan, I was just too excited."

She lowered her head slightly, not daring to look directly into Wei Nan's eyes.

"I know. Let's go back and tell Uncle Wu the good news in detail!"

However, upon hearing the words "Uncle Wu," Wu Shanshan's smile instantly froze, before she forced a smile back. She knew in her heart that it was impossible for her father to genuinely congratulate her.

Over the years, my father not only favored boys over girls, but he also only hoped that she could go to vocational school, graduate as soon as possible, start working and earning money so that there would be room in the house. He was capable of anything to satisfy his own selfish desires.

Thinking of this, a barely perceptible hint of loneliness flashed in Wu Shanshan's eyes.

But soon, she looked up again, and together with Tu Nan, they walked towards home.

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