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

He suddenly remembered an old saying from Suzhou: "In the morning, the skin wraps the water; in the afternoon, the water wraps the skin."

Zhuang Chaoying looked down at her own body and secretly rejoiced that her figure was not bad. She then looked at Tu Nan, whose figure was also very strong and upright. Then she looked at Lin Dongzhe, who was still a primary school student, thin and small.

After soaking for a while, Zhuang Chaoying, thoroughly soaked, picked up a bamboo raft, hesitated for a moment, and then walked over to the bath attendant to prepare for a back scrub.

Tu Nan lay on the bed by the pool, and the master vigorously rubbed his back, the mud strips falling off with a whooshing sound.

Tu Nan hummed comfortably and turned his head: "Dad, let's come soak here every week from now on, it's so comfortable."

Zhuang Chaoying, already feeling comfortable and relaxed, said, "Okay, I'll come soak every week from now on."

I must say, Teacher Zhuang has a pretty strong ability to adapt!

After getting out of the pool and lathering myself with soap, the bath was over. Fortunately, the soap didn't fall on the floor.

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On the other side, Song Ying, A Ling, and Xiao Ting.

While rubbing her own arms, Song Ying watched enviously as Xiao Ting rubbed Huang Ling's back: "Sister Ling, look how lucky you are. You have Xiao Ting, who can even rub your mother's back. Unlike me, I only have Lin Dongzhe. Wu Feng at least has someone to take him to bathe. When I get old, I won't have anyone to take me to bathe."

Xiaoting obediently walked over and took the towel from Song Ying's hand: "Aunt Song, let me rub your back."

Seeing this, Huang Ling smiled and said, "When you need to take a bath in the future, I'll lend you Xiao Ting, okay?"

Song Ying happily arched her back to make it easier for Xiao Ting to rub her back: "Really, Sister Ling, you keep your word! From now on, I'll treat Xiao Ting like my own daughter."

Huang Ling nodded: "Really!" Song

Ying laughed happily. "Xiaoting, your mom said she's going to lend you to me as her daughter."

After a while, Song Ying rinsed the water while looking at Xiao Ting next to her, and leaned close to Sister Ling: "Sister Ling, Xiao Ting has grown into a young lady, and her breasts have developed too."

Huang Ling glanced at Xiao Ting and nodded, "Yes, she's grown up. I even made her a few bras to wear the other day."

Xiaoting blushed instantly upon hearing their conversation: "Mom, Aunt Song!"

Huang Ling quickly shut her mouth and said, "Mom won't say anymore, I won't say anymore. Come on, let Mom rub your back!"

As he spoke, he picked up a towel and vigorously rubbed Xiaoting's back, muttering, "Look how dirty this is, all this mud."

Xiaoting cried out in pain, "Mom, be gentle, be gentle, it hurts so much!"

Huang Ling pulled her other arm: "I haven't even used any force yet, and it already hurts."

After taking a shower, Zhuang Chaoying felt relaxed all over and thought she had lost at least a pound.

He lay on the recliner for a while, covered with a towel, the warmth enveloping him, which gradually made him sleepy, and he was about to drift off to sleep.

The masseur resting outside shouted, "Lin Wufeng, your wife is done washing, you can leave!"

Lin Wufeng quickly replied, "Okay!"

Zhuang Chaoying was also awakened by the shouts. She sat up and looked at the white, swaying figures around her.

He shook his head. Humans are so adaptable; he could now ignore these people.

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Autumn passes and winter comes.

Uncle Liu went to the United States at the end of August. Before leaving, he left the cotton mill key and a letter with the gatekeeper.

Huang Ling was still worried, so she went and replaced the locks on both courtyards with new ones.

Zhuang Chaoying's previous book, "The Great Northern Wilderness," was mailed out a month ago.

Zhuang Chaoying sat in the school office, his brows slightly furrowed, the pen in his hand scratching on the paper. What gave him the biggest headache every day was the seemingly endless writing, since his work and legitimate ways of earning money were inseparable from this "tough job" of writing.

Zhuang Chaoying's thoughts were interrupted by her colleague, Teacher Liu's, shout. "Teacher Zhuang, the phone!"

Zhuang Chaoying snapped out of her daze: "Thank you, Teacher Liu, I'll be right there."

Make sure to cap the pen. If the nib dries out, it won't write smoothly. He makes a living by writing with his pen.

Zhuang Chaoying got up and walked quickly to the reception room. Who called?

Upon arriving at the reception room, she picked up the phone: "Hello! This is Zhuang Chaoying."

A hearty laugh came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Zhuang, this is Wang Yougui from the Writers' Association!"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Chaoying said, "President Wang, why did you suddenly decide to call me? It's not time to collect the subsidy yet."

Wang Yougui burst into laughter: "You young comrade, you're all obsessed with money! This good news is much more important than money."

Zhuang Chaoying gently fiddled with the telephone cord: "President Wang, please stop keeping me in suspense."

Wang Yougui cleared his throat: "Xiao Zhuang, the first Mao Dun Prize will be held in Kyoto on the 15th of this month. Your work, '2030,' is an award-winning piece. Congratulations, Xiao Zhuang! I knew you were capable from the beginning, and you really are a promising young man!"

Zhuang Chaoying held the phone, never expecting that his novel would actually win an award, especially such a prestigious one as the Mao Dun Literature Prize. He composed himself and asked, "Chairman, may I make a request?"

Wang Yougui smiled and replied, "I know what you're going to say, isn't it that you want to bring your lover along!"

Zhuang Chaoying nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes!"

“We’ve known each other for the past two years, how could I not know you? Today is the 10th, you and your partner would better come to Shanghai to see me tomorrow. I’ll have Xiao Liu buy sleeper tickets for us, and I’ll go with you.”

Zhuang Chaoying was overjoyed. She could travel on public funds and receive the award at the same time. This was simply a wonderful thing.

"Okay, Chairman Wang, I'll tell my wife when I get home today."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Chaoying went straight to the principal's office.

The principal was sitting at his desk when Zhuang Chaoying gently knocked on the door and went in after receiving permission.

Zhuang Chaoying recounted in detail to the principal her award and her upcoming trip to Kyoto to receive it.

Upon hearing this, the principal stood up from his chair with great joy, walked around the desk to Zhuang Chaoying, and shook his hand tightly: "Teacher Zhuang, I never expected that our school would produce such a great writer. This is an honor for the school! I'll grant you a week's leave without deducting your salary. You should go and hand over your teaching duties as soon as possible."

Zhuang Chaoying shook her arm vigorously and nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, Principal. I'll go hand over my work now!"

The principal released his hand and gently patted Zhuang Chaoying's arm: "Go on!"

After taking only two steps, the principal seemed to suddenly remember something: "Teacher Zhuang, wait a minute, I didn't write you a letter of introduction. Look at my brain, I've been confused by the students."

As he spoke, the principal quickly picked up a pen and wrote a letter of introduction, then took out the official seal from the drawer and stamped it on the letter.

Zhuang Chaoying accepted the letter of introduction with a smile and thanked her again, "Thank you, Principal!"

When the school bell rang, Zhuang Chaoying wrapped her cotton coat tighter around herself and put on gloves and a scarf.

I sped along the deserted streets on my bicycle.

Because it was cold in winter, Tu Nan didn't ride his bicycle and took the bus to and from school with Xiao Ting.

Zhuang Chaoying parked her bicycle in the yard, then pushed open the door and went inside.

The room was warm and cozy, and Huang Ling was setting up the table while wearing an apron.

Unable to contain her joy, Zhuang Chaoying stepped forward and hugged Huang Ling tightly from behind.

Huang Ling was startled by this sudden action, almost dropping the chopsticks she was holding. She turned around, looking bewildered, and asked, "Chao Ying, what's wrong?"

Zhuang Chaoying hugged Huang Ling tightly and suddenly kissed her cheek hard: "Ah Ling, my '2030' won an award! Chairman Wang called this afternoon and asked me to go to Kyoto to receive the award. He also said I can bring my family!"

Huang Ling was taken aback at first, then turned around.

She glanced outside instinctively, worried that the children might suddenly come back and see her, then blushed and quickly gave Zhuang Chaoying a light kiss on the cheek: "Chaoying, I knew you could do it! You're amazing! You've put so much effort into writing these past few years, and you've finally received recognition."

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