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

Chapter 345 Lin Dongzhe, chop off which hand grabbed Xiaoting's hand!

Chapter 345 Lin Dongzhe, chop off which hand grabbed Xiaoting's hand!

Meanwhile, Xiaoting was sitting in the yard, listening intently to the sound of the motorcycle engine, holding a popsicle in her hand. However, because she was preoccupied with waiting for someone, she hadn't eaten much of it, and the popsicle had already begun to melt slowly.

Huang's mother sat beside her granddaughter, fanning her with a palm-leaf fan. "Ting, your father and brother don't know when they'll be back. Come inside, it's so hot outside. Don't stand here in the sun, you'll get heatstroke."

Xiaoting shook her head and leaned on her grandmother's shoulder. "Grandma, I don't want to go inside."

Huang's mother reached into her pocket, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from Xiaoting's forehead. "Alright, alright, then wait a little longer, but if you get too hot, you must come inside."

Suddenly, the sound of a familiar motorcycle approached from afar.

Xiaoting, who was sitting in the yard, quickly stood up, handed the unfinished popsicle to her grandmother next to her, opened the yard gate, and walked into the alley.

Then I saw her dad and Uncle Lin pushing a motorcycle, followed by Lin Dongzhe and Aunt Song.

When Song Ying saw Xiao Ting, she quickly walked over, opened her arms, and hugged Xiao Ting tightly. "Xiao Ting, did you miss Aunt Song?"

Xiaoting was hugged tightly, a sweet smile on her face, and nodded vigorously. "I missed you, Aunt Song."

Song Ying patted Xiao Ting's braids. "Your Uncle Lin and I brought some fruit from the south. It's so sweet and delicious. We'll give it to you to try later."

At this moment, Mr. and Mrs. Huang also came out of the yard.

Mr. Huang stood with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face. “Xiao Song, Xiao Lin, get ready and come over for some chilled watermelon. Chao Ying specially put it in the refrigerator this morning. On this hot day, eating watermelon is quite thirst-quenching.”

Song Ying walked over with a smile, taking out her keys from her bag as she responded warmly. "Okay, I'll be there as soon as I'm done packing. Uncle Huang, Aunt Huang, you've been here for a long time! You're not leaving this time, are you?"

Huang's mother nodded. "This time, I plan to stay for a long time."

After his parents went into the yard, Lin Dongzhe was still standing outside, his gaze fixed on Xiaoting, his eyes only on her.

He took a small step forward, his voice tense yet expectant, and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Xiaoting, are you alright?"

Zhuang Xiaoting looked up into Lin Dongzhe's eyes, and her heart skipped a beat. She unconsciously lowered her head, then looked up again and said softly, "It's alright, come over and eat watermelon later."

Lin Dongzhe nodded, his hand unconsciously twitching. He longed to hold Xiaoting's hand and tell her that he couldn't eat or sleep well back home, and his mind was filled with her image.

But in the end, he only uttered a single word: "Mmm".

Zhuang Tunan stood in the yard, watching his younger sister still standing at the door in a daze, and called out, "Xiaoting, time to eat watermelon! Your brother specially saved this central piece for you."

"Coming," Xiaoting replied, and quickly walked into the courtyard.

Finish eating watermelon.

Back on the second floor, she subconsciously looked across the street and saw Lin Dongzhe holding a piece of white paper on the window, writing on it stroke by stroke: "Xiaoting, I miss you."

Xiaoting's face instantly turned bright red. She was extremely anxious and quickly waved her hand at Lin Dongzhe, signaling him to move it away, afraid that others would see it.

At this moment, Zhuang Chaoying was preparing dinner in the kitchen. A little while later, Ah Ling would come home from get off work, and the family would host a welcome dinner for Lin Gong and Xiao Song.

Zhuang Chaoying glanced up casually and his gaze fell on the words on the white paper in Dong Zhe's hand on the second floor across the street. He pursed his lips and shook his head. Sure enough, boys and girls in love are so affectionate. They've only been apart for a little over a week.

Huang's mother went into the kitchen, took out some bok choy from the refrigerator, and started picking it. "Chaoying, make a few more dishes tonight. I don't know what Xiaosong and Xiaolin like to eat."

"Mom, they're not picky. Just make a few meat dishes, stir-fry some bean sprouts and bok choy, and that'll be fine."

In the evening, the two families sat together, had a lively dinner, and then moved their stools to the courtyard to enjoy the cool air and chat.

Huang Ling and her mother were eating the mangoes that Song Ying had brought back.

Zhuang Chaoying and Lin Gong sat to one side, talking about what had happened at the factory since he left, especially the factory shutdown.

Only Tu Nan discovered that his sister and Dong Zhe had disappeared sometime during the night.

It turned out that the two of them had taken small stools and secretly gone to the backyard, where they found a quiet corner to sit down.

Lin Dongzhe carefully held Xiaoting's hand, his palms slightly sweaty. He would nervously glance back at the inside every now and then, afraid of being discovered by the adults.

The two sat there quietly, their eyes occasionally meeting, smiling, but neither of them spoke.

Tu Nan was worried that the two young people might do something out of line. He trusted Xiao Ting completely; what he worried about was Lin Dongzhe!

Just then, Uncle Lin asked Dongzhe to go home and get a watermelon, and Tu Nan went to the backyard.

As soon as I peeked out, I saw the two little devils holding hands, their smiles brighter than flowers.

He reached out and knocked on the door, "knock knock knock".

Lin Dongzhe and Xiaoting were immersed in their own sweet world.

The sudden noise startled Lin Dongzhe so much that he reflexively let go of Xiaoting's hand and quickly stood in front of her.

When he saw that it was Brother Tu Nan, his tense body instantly relaxed, and he let out a long sigh of relief, his tone tinged with reproach. "Brother, can you please stop scaring us like that?"

Xiaoting chimed in, her voice soft and sweet. "That's right, brother, people are scary, they're terrifying."

Tu Nan looked helpless and tapped each of them on the head. "If you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear. Can't you two keep things under wraps? Where is this? This is my house! Lin Dongzhe, have you got a death wish? Which hand grabbed Xiaoting's hand just now? Chop it off!"

As he spoke, he actually made a gesture as if he was about to take Lin Dongzhe's hand.

Lin Dongzhe looked at his future brother-in-law with a grin. "Brother, brother, I know you're good to us. Don't tell Uncle Zhuang and Aunt Huang yet. I promise to keep my distance from Xiaoting for a while."

Zhuang Tunan then stopped, reaching out to put a tight arm around Lin Dongzhe's shoulder. "You'd better keep your word. Uncle Lin wants you to go home and get the pineapple from the fridge."

Seeing Lin Dongzhe still standing there dumbfounded, he gave him a light kick. "Go quickly."

"Hey, brother, be gentle!" Lin Dongzhe called out as he quickly got up and walked out of the backyard.

When Lin Dongzhe came out of the backyard and walked to the front yard, Song Ying was chatting enthusiastically with Sister Ling.

Song Ying looked at her son. "Dongzhe, go home and get the iced pineapple. Didn't you hear me when I called you?"

Lin Dongzhe chuckled and scratched his head. "I had an upset stomach; I was on the toilet just now."

Upon hearing this, Song Ying leaned closer to Sister Ling. "Sister Ling, Dongzhe isn't used to the food back home. He came back and suddenly started eating Teacher Zhuang's Suzhou-style dishes. I saw him eat quite a lot just now, and his stomach couldn't take it."

Huang Ling looked at Dong Zhe. "Dong Zhe, do you want Auntie to get you some medicine for diarrhea?"

Lin Dongzhe waved his hand as he walked out. "Aunt Huang, no need, just take him out."

Song Ying covered her mouth and laughed: "This little rascal, he's about to go to college and he still talks so rudely. Aren't you afraid that no girl will want to date him?"

Huang's mother sat beside him, smiling as she patted Xiao Song's arm. "Xiao Song, your worries are unnecessary. Look at Xiao Dongzhe, he's so handsome and dashing, there's nothing to worry about."

Zhuang Chaoying listened from the side, sighing inwardly but remaining outwardly calm.

This young man is indeed quite dashing. No need to worry, he's already found a girlfriend, his sweetheart.