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

Chapter 248 Tu Nan is capable of handling things

A short while later, Dongzhe tiptoed out of the room and sat down next to Tu Nan. "Brother Tu Nan, I'll keep you company for a while."

Tu Nan, who had already lain down, sat up slightly upon hearing the sound and patted the side of the bed.

"Come and sit!"

The two sat side by side on the bed. "Dongzhe, I heard that the factory hasn't paid wages for two months, and they're paying with cloth instead. I also received bed sheets, blankets, and pillowcases made by my mom at school."

Dongzhe nodded, his expression serious. "It will be paid out next month. Auntie is now a cadre and works in an office; she told my mom that."

Zhuang Tunan nodded after hearing this. "No wonder all the bed sheets and blankets in the house have turned green."

Dongzhe's eyes sparkled. "Brother Tunan, you don't need to worry. Uncle Zhuang has published so many novels before, you don't need to worry. I don't need to worry either, because the electric kettles produced by my dad's factory are selling incredibly well. I overheard Uncle Zhuang and my dad chatting the other day, and they even talked about designing an electric water heater that allows you to take a hot shower at home."

Zhuang Tunan looked at Dong Zhe, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Anything else? Has anything else happened at home lately?"

"Also, a lot of people in the factory are coming to borrow your and Xiaoting's old school notes and workbooks. Even mine are being borrowed! My dad said it's a good thing they're not borrowing composition books, otherwise our factory would have a lot more dads who are high school math teachers."

As Dongzhe was talking, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Upon hearing this, Tu Nan covered her mouth and laughed, then looked into the room, afraid of waking the others.

He reached out and smacked Dongzhe on the head. "You little rascal, you're the most well-informed."

Then, Tu Nan looked at the windows of both houses. "Why do you and I both have fake flowers on our windows?"

Lin Dongzhe put his arm around Tu Nan's shoulder, looking mysterious.

"This story begins with Uncle Zhuang's trip to Shanghai. When he came back, he bought a pot of fake flowers. My mom saw it and praised it a couple of times. Unexpectedly, less than a week later, my dad brought back two more pots and even put one in my room!"

Just then, a loud commotion suddenly erupted from the other side.

"Get out of here! This is my home! How can your family be so shameless!"

"I'm telling you, this isn't your home, get out!"

Another voice, not to be outdone, roared, "Wang Yong, you're not human! I'd rather die here!"

The scene was extremely chaotic, accompanied by crying.

Zhuang Chaoying was writing a novel in the room when she was interrupted by the sudden noise.

He frowned, put down his pen, stood up, and walked over.

Huang Ling handed him a towel. "It's windy at night, it might blow on your stomach, so let Tu Nan cover himself up."

Zhuang Chaoying took the blanket and opened the door. "A while ago, Shanghai allowed the children of educated youth to register their household registration. Each family gets one spot. Zhou Qing got her Shanghai household registration. Tu Nan, make sure to cover your stomach when you sleep at night."

As he spoke, he walked over to Tu Nan and handed him the blanket.

Tu Nan took the blanket, walked to Uncle Lin's side, and stood on tiptoe to look over there. "Zhou Qing's problem can finally be considered solved."

Lin Wufeng nodded. "Shanghai just recently agreed to allow the children of educated youth to settle in the city, with only one quota per family. Families with many children are scrambling for it."

Zhuang Tunan glanced in that direction, his brows furrowing slightly, his face full of doubt. "Zhou Qing has already gone to Shanghai, what else could they possibly be arguing about?"

At this moment, the noise outside grew louder and louder, which was annoying.

Zhuang Chaoying put her hands in her pockets and sighed. "Why? The house! Wang Yong wants them to go to Zhou Qing's grandparents' house in Shanghai right now. Wang Yong has his eye on that little house. Wang Fang isn't exactly innocent either. Would she agree? She said the factory allocated the house to her and her daughter."

Upon hearing this, Lin Wufeng couldn't help but snort.

“This house takes up half of our yard. If it keeps making noise, I’ll tear it down and rebuild the yard wall.”

Zhuang Chaoying quickly agreed. "Okay, Engineer Lin, I'll help you build the wall. Over the years, you've trained me quite a bit, and I've learned a lot of household chores as well."

Zhuang Tunan nodded, his eyes resolute. "Dad, you and Uncle Lin rest. I can do anything. I've done all sorts of labor in school. This Wang Yong is really taking advantage of us. While I'm still home, I'll go with you to the housing management office."

After listening to her son's words, Zhuang Chaoying reached out and patted him on the shoulder. Unconsciously, her son had really grown up, was capable of taking responsibility, and was now a real man.

Inside the house, Huang Ling quietly moved the electric fan into the small room, adjusted it to a low speed for Xiao Ting, and carefully set a timer for one hour.

Then, she went to the bedside and gently covered Xiaoting's stomach, muttering to herself, "With a straight intestine through the navel, if she catches a chill, she'll not only have a stomachache, but she might also get diarrhea."

Xiaoting held Huang Ling's hand, a happy smile on her face. "Mom, thank you, Mom! Now, everyone in the factory and the alley is very envious of my brother and me. They say you and Dad are very farsighted, especially with Sister Shanshan, who listened to Dad's advice and got into university."

Huang Ling sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked Xiao Ting's head.

"Ting, you are Mom's daughter. Mom and Dad will give you and your brother the best we can afford." He squeezed Ting's hand even tighter.

"Mom, I love you and Dad! Thank you!"

Huang Ling lowered her head, hugged her daughter, kissed Xiao Ting's cheek, and tears of emotion streamed down her face.

Afraid that Xiaoting would see, she quickly turned her head away. "Go to sleep early, I won't close the door, let some air in to cool you down." After saying that, she got up and left.

Stepping out of the room, Huang Ling wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and calmed herself down.

Then, she quickly lifted the mosquito net, lay down inside, and fixed the mosquito net.

Zhuang Chaoying entered the room, took off her clothes and shoes, and quietly lay down next to Huang Ling.

Huang Ling's hand came over and rested on his chest. She brought her mouth close to his ear and whispered.

"Chaoying, I feel so happy. I have two obedient and sensible children and a caring husband. I am so content!"

Zhuang Chaoying felt the warm breath on her ear and got goosebumps all over. She turned her head and said half-jokingly.

"Ah Ling, don't bother anymore. Be careful, I might catch fire and you'll have to pour water on me."

Upon hearing this, Huang Ling blushed slightly, forgetting all about tenderness, and quickly let go of his hand and moved to the side.

"Go to sleep!" But she couldn't help but smile.

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