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

Chapter 459 A Little Goodbye Is Better than a New Marriage

Huang Ling gently released his hand, turned around and fetched a basin of water. Then, with soap and a razor, she carefully shaved his beard, just like when they first got together.

She first soaked a towel and gently wiped Zhuang Chaoying's face, then carefully applied soap and gently shaved off his beard bit by bit.

Despite Huang Ling's utmost care, she still accidentally scratched Chao Ying's face.

Zhuang Chaoying sat in the chair, tilting her head back, and quietly watched her. Seeing her serious expression and slightly flushed cheeks, she couldn't help but reach out and hug Ah Ling's waist.

"Don't move, it's going to break again."

Twenty minutes later, Zhuang Chaoying finally shaved her beard clean and regained her youthful and clean appearance.

He pulled Huang Ling onto his lap with all his might, pressing his face tightly against her chest. "Ah Ling, I missed you."

Huang Ling gently stroked his head, leaned down against him, and whispered in response, "I missed you too."

But soon, she suddenly stood up, blushing, and pushed him away.

"Chaoying, Mom and Dad will be back soon."

Sure enough, not long after, Mr. and Mrs. Huang returned carrying several lunch boxes.

The lunchbox contained braised fish chunks, stir-fried bamboo shoots with cured pork, stir-fried shrimp with bok choy, and braised dishes.

The family sat together, happily enjoying their dinner.

After dinner, Song Ying and Engineer Lin also came over for a visit.

The two families gathered together, drinking tea and listening to Zhuang Chaoying recount his experiences in Kyoto.

Zhuang Chaoying took out a calligraphy work by Jiang Weisong that she had prepared for Engineer Lin. "Engineer Lin, this is for you."

Lin Gong took the calligraphy and examined it carefully. "This calligraphy is really good. Teacher Zhuang, you've gone to a lot of trouble."

"Mr. Lin, as long as you like it, that's all that matters."

The father-in-law was a scholar who had a great interest in calligraphy and painting. Looking at the paintings and calligraphy he brought back, he said, "Chaoying, keep these paintings and calligraphy you bought. They can be passed down through generations."

He had consulted the system about these calligraphy and paintings, and they were definitely all high-quality works, mostly by contemporary masters. There was no mistake.

Watching Song Ying and Huang Ling chat, Huang Ling picked out a hairpin with jewels and a plain hairpin and handed them to Song Ying. "Song Ying, take this. Chao Ying bought it in Liulichang. She said it's an antique from the Qing Dynasty."

Song Ying quickly declined. "Sister Ling, I can't accept this. It's too valuable. I really can't accept it."

Huang Ling pretended to be angry, glaring at him. "Take it. It's not expensive, it's just a token of my appreciation."

"Sister Ling, if that's how you put it, then I'll accept it."

Song Ying accepted the hairpin, feeling deeply moved that Sister Ling was so kind to her, giving her everything she had. She felt incredibly lucky, as everyone in her family benefited from the good fortune of Sister Ling's family.

Soon it was dark.

Lin Wufeng took his son, Xiao Song, home. Huang's parents carried Yu Yao back to their room, while Tu Nan and Wan Shu returned to the neighboring courtyard. At this moment, Zhuang Chaoying suddenly remembered the two bottles of basic life-giving liquid that the system had rewarded him with.

He quickly went to the kitchen, poured two cups of hot water, carefully added the life-giving liquid to each cup, and then carried the cups quietly to his parents' room.

Zhuang Chaoying asked softly at the door.

Are Mom and Dad asleep?

Huang's father's voice came from inside the house. "No, Chaoying, come in."

Zhuang Chaoying pushed open the door, carried the water to the table, and put down the glass. "Dad, Mom, I added some nutritional supplements I bought from Kyoto to the water. They say it's good for longevity. You two should try it."

Mr. Huang stared at the water glass with a suspicious look on his face.

"Chaoying, won't you get a stomachache from drinking this? Your mother and I don't believe in any health supplements. These days, the People's Department Store sells royal jelly, claiming it's good for the elderly and good for children's memory. I think it's all a scam. Chaoying, you won't fall for it, will you?"

Zhuang Chaoying looked at her father-in-law and said with a wry smile, "Dad, it won't upset your stomach. Besides, if you do get an upset stomach, it'll be good to have a bowel movement to cleanse your intestines."

Huang's mother rolled her eyes at her husband. "You're such a busybody, Chaoying. Mom's drinking." With that, she picked up the water glass and gulped it down.

Zhuang Chaoying watched her mother finish drinking before getting up to ask.

"Mom and Dad, how are you feeling?"

Huang's mother smiled and waved her hand. "This isn't a magic pill; it won't have an immediate effect just from drinking it. Go and rest; you've been on the train for several days."

Zhuang Chaoying nodded, came out of the room, walked into the opposite door, and closed the door behind her.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Ah Ling lying on the bed with a book in her hand. He quickly took off his clothes and crawled into bed.

"Ah Ling, is the book as beautiful as me? Look at me, look at me."

Huang Ling was amused by him, put the book on the bedside table, and then cupped his face and kissed him. "Is this okay?"

Just as Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling turned off the lamp and were about to enjoy their time together, a series of rustling footsteps came from outside the door, followed by Huang's parents knocking urgently.

"Ah Ling, come and see the baby, your mother and I have stomach problems."

Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling quickly got out of bed.

The elderly couple rushed to the backyard toilet.

All that could be heard was Huang's mother calling out anxiously, "Old Huang, come out quickly, I can't hold it in anymore!"

Squatting in the squat toilet in the backyard, Mr. Huang clutched a piece of paper tightly in his hand, muttering complaints. "I told you you shouldn't drink this stuff, look what happened, Chao Ying."

Huang's mother urged him even more urgently. "Hurry up."

With three loud "bang bang bang" sounds, it looked like the toilet was about to explode. "Don't rush me, it'll be done soon."

He hastily wiped himself clean, not even bothering to pull up his pants, before reaching for the rope holding the water tank behind him and hurriedly walking out.

"Such a strong smell!"

Mr. Huang urged, "Ah Ling's mom, hurry up and go, don't be picky, you'll lose control in a minute."

Huang's mother pinched her nose and rushed into the toilet.

Zhuang Chaoying returned to the room, looked at the sleeping Yuyao, and listened to the noise outside, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He has experience with this; he can just pull them all out.

Huang Ling asked with some concern, "Chao Ying, what did you give Mom and Dad to drink? They had such a strong reaction."

Looking at her daughter's chubby little face and plump little hands, Zhuang Chaoying couldn't help but grab her little hands and kiss them several times.

"It's a good product; it cleanses the intestines and stomach, and it's very good for the elderly."

Upon hearing this, Huang Ling quickly got up and went downstairs, where she saw the elderly couple walking out of the restroom one after the other.

"Dad, Mom, are you alright?"

After drinking the water, Huang's mother felt like her stomach was churning, as if her intestines were out of place, and she was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat.

But after this bowel movement, she felt much lighter and her arms and legs were no longer as stiff as before.

"It's okay, I feel much better after using the toilet. Ah Ling, your dad and I are fine now, you two go back and rest."

Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling returned to the house. He pressed Huang Ling against the door, cupped her face, and gently kissed her.

This kiss ignited the long-suppressed passion in their hearts, and then they moved from the doorway to the table, and then to the bed.

The wall clock struck eleven o'clock sharp.

At this moment, the two of them nestled close together, and Huang Ling gently drew circles on his chest, whispering something.

"Chaoying, how come you don't get tired? You're not young anymore, you need to take care of your health. You can't use yourself like this, it'll damage your body."

"Ah Ling! It won't break." Zhuang Chaoying hugged her tightly.

Then he pulled back the covers and crawled back in. "One more time."

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and the ever-youthful Zhuang Chaoying works tirelessly, sweating profusely.