eurekapd Why did Chapter 230 fail?
Why did Chapter 230 fail?
After he finished eating, the firewood under the stove in the kitchen was still crackling and burning, and the water in the pot was gradually heating up.
Zhuang Chaoying got up and washed the bowls, then picked up a ladle and scooped water into the iron bucket. The rising steam from the hot water blurred his glasses.
He picked up the iron bucket and went inside.
Pushing open the kitchen door, I saw that Xiaoting had already turned off the lights, drawn the curtains, and was lying on the small bed.
Zhuang Chaoying put down the bucket, walked to her daughter's bedside, tucked her in, and smoothed back the stray hairs that had fallen across Xiaoting's face.
Xiaoting stared at her father with wide, expectant eyes.
I was the happiest girl in the whole alley. My father loved not only my mother, but also my brother and Pengfei, and my mother loved this family with all her heart.
Her father is the best father in the world. Thinking of her sister Shanshan, Xiaomin, Zhou Qing, and her aunt who lives far away in Guizhou province, compared to them, she truly feels incredibly lucky to have such wonderful parents.
Xiaoting reached out her little hand and took Zhuang Chaoying's big hand, her voice soft and sweet as she whispered, "Dad, thank you for letting me live in such a happy family. Dad, I love you and Mom."
Hearing her daughter's words, Zhuang Chaoying felt as if her heart had been struck. Her nose stung, she pursed her lips, quickly turned her head away, and secretly wiped away the tears that were about to fall before turning back. "Dad loves you too. Okay, go to sleep."
Xiaoting softly hummed in agreement, a sweet smile playing on her lips, and closed her eyes.
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Zhuang Chaoying carried the bucket of water into the main room. Huang Ling was sitting on the edge of the bed, tidying up the clothes she would wear the next day. When she saw him carrying the bucket of water, she quickly took out a basin of water from under the bed.
Zhuang Chaoying poured the water from the bucket into the basin. He sat on the edge of the bed and tentatively put his feet into the water. As soon as he touched the water, he couldn't help but hiss.
"It's so hot! Ah Ling, we have to wait a little longer." She said, putting her feet up on the edge of the basin.
Huang Ling then noticed Zhuang Chaoying's reddened eyes. She put down the clothes in her hand, reached out and pinched his chin, turned his head around, and lowered her voice.
"Did you cry?" She gently wiped away the remaining tears from the corner of his eyes, then asked with concern, "Was something wrong at school?"
Zhuang Chaoying shook her head, leaned on A-Ling's shoulder, her voice choked with emotion. "No, it's just that I feel touched that my daughter has grown up and knows how to care for others."
Huang Ling suppressed a laugh and gently patted his back. "That's it?"
Zhuang Chaoying sniffed. "That's all."
Huang Ling put her arm around Zhuang Chaoying's shoulder and patted her gently like she was comforting a child. "Isn't it normal for children to grow up? When Tu Nan went to university, you advised me against it, saying that children grow up and eventually have to leave home. Now that your daughter is grown up, you can't bear to part with her."
Zhuang Chaoying looked up, staring intently at A-Ling with wide eyes, her face serious. "Can a daughter be the same as a son? A daughter is a parent's little angel."
Huang Ling glanced at the curtain drawn in the attic and leaned her head against Chao Ying's.
"What will happen when Xiaoting gets married? Can you keep her by our side forever? Children will eventually leave when they grow up. Chaoying, you have to get used to this process. Okay, the water temperature is right, time to soak your feet!"
After saying that, she reached out and pushed Zhuang Chaoying's head up, bent down, picked up the soap, lathered it in her hands, applied it to Zhuang Chaoying's feet, and handed it to him.
Zhuang Chaoying pouted as he took the soap, muttering to himself that Ah Ling didn't understand him at all and didn't even know how to comfort him properly. Humph!
After washing her feet, Zhuang Chaoying dried them with a towel, slipped on her slippers, squatted down, threw Ah Ling's and her own socks into the basin, and rubbed them with soap.
Then he carried the basin to the yard, poured out the water, washed the socks clean, and hung them on the line in the yard to dry.
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The next morning, sunlight shone on Zhuang Chaoying's face.
He opened his eyes groggily from the sting, and saw Ah Ling, who was fast asleep and holding him.
Zhuang Chaoying's lips unconsciously curled up, her eyes softened, and she carefully removed Ah Ling's hand from her body.
Huang Ling sensed the movement, her voice still languid and groggy from just waking up, as she mumbled softly, "Chao Ying, what time is it?"
Zhuang Chaoying turned his head to look at the wall clock, then slowly leaned closer to A-Ling. "It's only five o'clock, right? Sleep a little longer, I'll go buy breakfast." As he spoke, he lowered his head to kiss her.
Just as his lips were about to touch Ah Ling, Huang Ling pulled a towel over her face. "You haven't brushed your teeth, you stink!"
Zhuang Chaoying was amused by this sudden action. He covered his mouth with his hand and breathed on his palm.
"yue~~" does have a certain flavor.
Seeing that he didn't make any further moves, Huang Ling felt relieved and pulled down the blanket, saying in a coquettish tone, "Chao Ying, I want to eat rice cakes and buy some soy milk."
Zhuang Chaoying nodded, responded softly, and quickly put on her pants and clothes.
He walked to the cabinet, opened the drawer, took out some money and tickets, and then took a large enamel basin from the kitchen.
Step outside and carefully place the basin into the bicycle basket.
Standing in the yard, he stretched lazily, whistling leisurely, and moved his body from side to side, his hands on his waist.
At this moment, Lin Wufeng also came out of the house, carrying a vegetable basket in his hand.
He noticed Zhuang Chaoying's relaxed demeanor. "Teacher Zhuang, what's going on? You seem to be in a good mood. Did you work overtime again last night?"
Zhuang Chaoying looked at Lin Wufeng and responded with a smile. "Engineer Lin, you're just teasing me. Come on, let's go buy groceries together."
Having known Lin Wufeng for so many years, their relationship has long surpassed that of ordinary neighbors. They have become close friends who can talk about anything, and they can only share some private topics between men with each other.
Lin Wufeng leaned closer to Zhuang Chaoying, looking somewhat uneasy, and muttered softly, "Teacher Zhuang, is there any chance that your relationship with Sister Ling will work out?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Chaoying unconsciously rubbed her lower back, wondering how the topic had suddenly shifted to this.
He looked at Engineer Lin. If Engineer Lin asked this question, could it be that he himself had a problem in this area?
I get along very well with Ah Ling.
“Sure, why not? Just keep pushing the cart as long as it doesn’t tip over.”
Zhuang Chaoying then looked at him seriously; this was no small matter. "Engineer Lin, you seem quite robust. Could it be hereditary?"
Lin Wufeng waved his hand helplessly, his face full of distress. "No, my grandfather had my aunt when he was sixty, so it shouldn't be hereditary."
Zhuang Chaoying looked him up and down, her gaze lingering on him for a moment. From his appearance, Lin Gong didn't seem like someone who was impotent. But after all, you can't see for yourself, and you really can't tell anything just by looking at his appearance.
"I'm only forty-one, how come I'm already... I'm not good enough."