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Chapter 1923 Zhuang Chaoying, you are just a gigolo!

"Dad, who spread this news?"

"It can't be my sister-in-law!"

The couple sang in unison, just like performing crosstalk. It's only because their talent didn't lead them to the arts, otherwise Lao Guo would probably have no job in the future.

Old Mrs. Zhuang, who had just been scolded by her husband, was originally in low spirits, but after hearing these words, she instantly perked up.

His face turned grim and he showed his temper. "A Ling, if you are dissatisfied with me, just say it directly. Is it necessary to plot and scheme behind my back?"

"No, I have to call the boss and ask him to take care of this daughter-in-law. She is simply rebelling!"

As he said this, he prepared to go downstairs to contact his eldest son, mainly to vent his grievances.

But Old Man Zhuang didn't give her any face at all.

"Okay, you're more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything. Don't you know which side is lighter and which side is heavier?"

"The most urgent thing now is to quickly resolve the buzz outside, otherwise the banker will be in big trouble!"

"Besides, we don't know who spread this story. It could be the Zhao family next door. I saw him talking about it the most happily just now!"

Old man Zhuang's IQ is off the charts now. He always has conflicts with old man Zhao next door. Just now, the two of them almost had a fight outside. I think it must be that he wants to make fun of his family.

There are usually three situations between neighbors.

The first type is those who have particularly good tempers, just like Huang Ling and Song Ying in the play, who get along like a family.

Of course, there is a second type. They are always at loggerheads whenever they meet and always quarrel over trivial matters, such as Song Ying and Wang Yong. The Zhuang family and the Zhao family next door also belong to this situation. The two old men have been at odds with each other since they were young, and the situation has become more and more serious as they get older.

The last type is more common. They appear to be on good terms with each other but actually scheme against each other behind the scenes. However, they can still chat and laugh when they meet, such as Song Ying and Zhang A-mei next door.

The Zhuang family discussed it over and over again, but in the end they had no choice but to accept the reality.

But Aunt Zhuang was still a little unwilling.

"Mom and Dad, it's only right for this eldest brother to be filial to you. Can't we think of other ways?"

"Yes, old man, we have worked hard for so many years, isn't it our duty for the eldest brother to be filial to us?" Old Mrs. Zhuang also echoed with a look of reluctance.

However, just as he was about to continue speaking, he was frightened by a look from his wife, and had to swallow back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"Hmph!" After glancing at her, Old Man Zhuang knocked on his pipe, showing the aura of the head of the family.

"Hurry up, Mei, call your brother and tell him that I agree to let him give his salary to A Ling for safekeeping, on the condition that he must come back for dinner tomorrow night, and he must come back in a big way so that all the neighbors can see that our family is peaceful and harmonious!"

"By the way, don't let that little bastard Zhuang Tuxi come over here. I can't eat anything when I see him~"

……

At this time, Zhuang Tuxi had already returned home, sitting back and waiting for good news.

The family was having dinner, four people squeezed around this small table, and there was only a plate of vegetables and pickles on the table.

The five fingers are not even one side long. Huang Ling originally favored this youngest son who had a poor brain due to a high fever since childhood. Now it goes without saying that he is standing up for her.

Today, her son came back and specially cooked rice, and served a full bowl to each of the four of them. Only she habitually ate the small bowl, even though there was still a lot of rice in the bowl, she instinctively wanted to leave it for the child.

"Tuxi, eat more!"

"Not enough, there's more in the basin~"

Zhuang Tuxi couldn't bear it any longer, so he simply picked up the rice bowl and filled his mother's bowl with rice, and pressed it down with a spoon.

"Hey hey!"

"Mom, you eat too!"

"Mom~" Zhuang Xiaoting, a smart little girl, picked up food for her mother with chopsticks.

Huang Ling was so moved while eating the rice that it seemed as if all the tiredness and fatigue of the day had disappeared.

They are all good kids!

Tuxi and Xiaoting are filial, Tunan... uh, this kid is good at studying~

"Bang!" Zhuang Chaoying didn't know if it was out of jealousy or something, but that was definitely a mood destroyer. She knocked on his bowl with chopsticks.

"Tuxi, stop thinking about playing around all the time. You are already in the fourth grade now. You should learn more from your brother and improve your grades so that you can go to No. 1 Middle School in the future. Now that the college entrance examination has been reinstated, your generation is very lucky!"

“We must cherish this opportunity!”

"And don't be picky about food. Learn from your brother. When I was your age, I couldn't even fill my stomach. I could only have a meal of rice during the Chinese New Year!"

When the young Zhuang Tunan heard his father's words, his back seemed to straighten instantly and he ate a little faster.

Huang Ling rolled her eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to her husband picking up food for her daughter.

"Tunan, eat slowly or you will choke." "Hehe~" Zhuang Tuxi curled his lips. He would not indulge this useless scholar.

He replied with a smile: "Dad, this just proves his wise leadership. We are qualified to be picky about food because our country is strong. You can't reverse history!"

"I..." Zhuang Chao was stuttering in English. He wanted to refute but didn't know how to start.

This brat has become sharp-tongued now. He wanted to report someone just because of a word from his parents-in-law, and now there is a huge commotion over there.

"Dad, why aren't you talking?" Zhuang Tuxi would not let him go easily.

Zhuang Chaoying glanced at his wife, meaning that she should take care of her son as soon as possible.

As a result, Huang Ling pretended not to see anything and ate her meal very calmly, occasionally picking up food for the children. Ever since she said the word "divorce" two days ago, she has become more open-minded about some things.

There was no other way, Zhuang Chaoying felt a little angry and embarrassed.

"What do you know, little brat? There's nothing wrong with studying!"

This is what he was waiting for. Zhuang Tuxi put down his chopsticks and looked serious.

"Dad, you studied so well, why is the house you were allocated so small? If you want to move to a bigger house, you have to rely on my hard-working mom!"

This was basically pointing at his nose and scolding him, "Zhuang Chaoying, you are just a gigolo!"

"..."

No matter how Zhuang Chaoying looked at him, he felt that there was a hint of contempt in his son's eyes, and his defense was instantly broken.

"I…"

The knock on the door rescued him.

"Lao Zhuang, there's a call for you!"

"Here they come!" The speed at which they left looked like they were running away.

"Pfft~"

"Tuxi, you look so happy. What delicious food did you dream about last night?" Huang Ling also became much more cheerful at this time and made a rare joke.

This is the so-called emotional value. Originally, her husband Yuxiao always talked about filial piety and brotherhood all the time. His eldest son Tuanan also said the same thing. His youngest daughter Xiaoting was still young. However, since his youngest son Tuxi made a big fuss at his parents-in-law's house a few days ago for her, Huang Ling instantly felt as if she had a backer, and her whole complexion became a little better.

"Mom, good things are going to happen soon. Can you make me some fried eggs?" Zhuang Tuxi had no appetite for the boiled cabbage on the table that had little oil or water.

"What good news?"

"I won't tell you, you will know in a moment!"

This scene of loving mother and filial son was interrupted by the fact that Zhuang Tunan pursed his lips, lowered his head and ate his food in big mouthfuls for fear of being discovered.

Soon, Zhuang Chaoying returned without showing any emotion, and spoke without waiting for his wife to ask further questions.

"Aling, mom said that we don't have to give our salary to them anymore!" After saying that, she sat down and ate quietly. She felt empty in her heart for a moment.

Sometimes he regards himself as the pillar of the family, and this salary can help solve a lot of problems for the family. But now it seems that it is not that important!

My parents felt uncomfortable if they didn't agree, and they felt equally disappointed if they agreed.

So his tone was a little serious. "Tuxi, are you satisfied this time?"

"Apologize to your father and grandmother tomorrow!"

But Huang Ling seemed to be in a dream, and she just stood there in a daze.

What did your husband just say?
His salary is not...so he doesn't have to give it to his parents-in-law anymore?

This…

She subconsciously looked at her son and saw Zhuang Tuxi winking at her. Combining what her husband had just said, she immediately understood that this was her youngest son's fault.

Huang Ling couldn't help crying. She thought for a moment and stood up without saying a word.

"Where are you going?" Zhuang Chaoying raised his head.

"The food is too plain, and the child wants eggs. I'll go get two for Tuxi!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhuang Chaoying and Zhuang Tunan, father and son, were injured at the same time.

It was almost time for dinner, and Zhuang Tunan even felt a little aggrieved. He thought to himself, "Mom, I want to eat eggs too. I told you several times the day before yesterday but you didn't fry them for me."

"Why is it that my brother eats two cooked meals in the morning and still makes noises at night?"

To be continued...

(End of this chapter)