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

Chapter 239 The First Female College Student in the Alley

Zhang Wanshu nestled against Tu Nan's collarbone, gently breathing warm air, the camera hanging around her neck digging into her chest and causing a slight pain.

She gently patted Tu Nan's back and whispered, "Tu Nan, let go of me. We still need to submit the survey results later."

Zhuang Tunan reluctantly let go of her and bent down to pick up the drawing board from the ground.

The two completed today's surveying task.

At this moment, Zhang Wanshu was holding her tools, carrying her drawing board on her back, sitting steadily on the back of the bicycle, gently holding Tu Nan's clothes.

She prefers a relationship that develops gradually like a gentle stream; she finds it exhausting if things move too fast, and she can't tell if Tu Nan's feelings for her are genuine.

Of course, it can't be too slow either. The timing is just right now, and everything seems to be the best arrangement of fate.

The wind made Tu Nan's clothes billow high on the back. He was full of energy at the moment, as if he had inexhaustible strength, and he rode his bicycle very fast.

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Another piece of good news came from the alley.

Shanshan got into university. Dongzhe rode his bicycle to take Shanshan to see her results. Originally, Dongzhe wanted to help Shanshan get in.

On the day the results were announced, Dongzhe rode his bicycle early in the morning. "Sister Shanshan, come on, I'll take you to see the results!"

Along the way, Dongche rode his bike very fast, and the scenery on both sides rushed past.

When they arrived at the place where the results were announced, they found it already packed with people, three or four deep.

Dongzhe looked at the crowded people. "Sister Shanshan, there are too many people. Let me help you squeeze in and see."

Shanshan gently shook her head. "No need, Dongzhe, I want to go see for myself."

After saying that, she straightened her back, wearing the pink dress that Aunt Huang Ling had made for her, took a deep breath, and carefully squeezed into the crowd.

The crowd was noisy and bustling, with everyone anxiously searching for their names or excitedly discussing their scores.

Shan Shan's heart was in her throat. Her eyes were fixed on the list, starting from the first name and looking down one by one. Her hands unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes, and her palms were sweaty.

One, two, three, four... Finally, she saw her own name—Wu Shanshan.

At that moment, she felt her heart clench, her breath catch in her throat, her head spin, and she almost lost her balance. Luckily, the girl next to her reacted quickly and steadied her. "Wu Shanshan, are you alright?"

Shanshan placed her hand on the female classmate's arm, and after a while, gently shook her head, her voice still trembling slightly. "Thank you! It's alright."

She composed herself and slowly squeezed out of the crowd.

Dongzhe, who had been anxiously waiting outside, rushed forward as soon as he saw Shanshan. "Sister Shanshan, what score did you get?"

Shanshan took a deep breath, trying to calm her excited heart, and smiled. "Five hundred and ninety-six points!"

Dongzhe jumped up excitedly, gripping Shanshan's arm tightly and shaking it repeatedly. "Sister Shanshan, congratulations! That's wonderful! You're the second college student from our alley! With such a high score, you're guaranteed to get into the Chinese Literature Department at Fudan University."

Shanshan nodded vigorously.

On the way back, Shanshan sat quietly on the back of the bicycle.

A gentle breeze caressed her face and ruffled her hair.

As she gazed at the familiar scenery along the roadside, tears of emotion silently streamed down her cheeks.

Over the years, she has put in so much effort and endured countless days and nights, and now she is finally reaping the rewards.

This was not just happiness, but also a relief. She could finally leave the home that had oppressed her for so many years and pursue her own future.

The image of her mother, who had passed away many years ago, flashed through Shanshan's mind, and she silently murmured to herself, "Mom, I got into university. Don't worry, I'll take care of Xiaojun!"

She knew that she had to face life bravely and independently, which was definitely what her mother wanted to see most.

The wind dried the tears on Shan Shan's face, but it couldn't dispel the longing in her heart.

Dongzhe rode his bicycle, glancing back at Sister Shanshan every now and then.

He had just sensed that something was off about Shanshan; she didn't seem to have the excitement one would expect from someone who had just gotten into university.

He knew in his heart that Shanshan's three years of high school had been incredibly tough, and she must be missing her biological mother. If her mother were still alive, she could be loved and pampered like him and Xiaoting, and wouldn't have to suffer so much.

The bicycle came to a smooth stop at the entrance of the alley. "Sister Shanshan, we're here."

"Yes, Dongzhe, thank you for taking me to see my results today on your bike."

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At this moment, Song Ying and Huang Ling were already standing at the door waiting. As soon as they saw Dong Zhe pushing his bicycle in front, followed by Shan Shan, they quickly walked over.

Song Ying asked anxiously, "Shanshan, how did the exam go?"

Shanshan pursed her lips, unable to speak for a moment.

She didn't know why, but when Dongzhe asked her just now, she only felt completely relaxed and relieved the moment she found out her score.

But seeing Aunt Huang and Aunt Song now felt like a heavy blow to her heart, and tears welled up uncontrollably again. She choked back sobs and managed to say her score with great difficulty. "Five hundred and ninety-six! Aunt Huang, Aunt Song, I can go to university! I can finally go to university!"

Song Ying wanted a daughter more than anything in her life, but she only had one child, Dong Zhe.

Hearing Shanshan's score, she was genuinely happy for Shanshan.

Song Ying's eyes reddened, and she couldn't care less about anything else. She quickly walked a few steps to Shan Shan and reached out to wipe away the tears that kept rolling down Shan Shan's face. "Our Shan Shan is amazing. Come inside quickly. Your Aunt Huang and I have prepared soda, melon seeds, and watermelon for you. We've been looking forward to your return to celebrate properly."

Huang Ling walked over and gently patted Shan Shan's back.

Huang Ling and Song Ying, one on each side, ushered Shan Shan into the house.

At this moment, Zhuang Chaoying was busy in the kitchen. Fish was stewing in a pot, bubbling and emitting a fragrant aroma. He was also deftly plucking chicken feathers. Hearing the noise, he instinctively peeked forward to see if Shanshan had returned.

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