Rebirth and making money first

From that day on, Zhang Jing seemed to have embarked on a learning journey beyond her control. Fortunately, however, deep in her heart, she harbored an undeniable interest and passion for fashion design.

The process of making that chubby wedding dress wasn't particularly challenging by comparison. Zhang Jing, having successfully completed it, surprisingly had a fair amount of leftover material. With her quick thinking and exceptionally active mind, she relied on her wild imagination and fleeting sparks of inspiration to meticulously conceive and create a unique and ingenious two-piece ensemble.

However, when she presented her initial design sketch, even she was startled by the bizarre, almost ugly, design. Old Mrs. Xu, standing nearby, witnessed the scene with undisguised disdain. Yet, even so, she continued to offer encouragement, muttering, "Although this drawing may not seem particularly aesthetically pleasing, I have to admit, this idea is truly novel and unique!"

Zhang Jing persevered, continuing to work. When the finished product was complete, Mrs. Xu carefully examined it before nodding her head in approval. She then told Zhang Jing to take the dress back home and hand it in.

When Naituanzi tried on the new dress with great joy, everyone present couldn't help but be amazed. Seeing her daughter so beautiful and lovely, Zhang Zhi immediately decided to take the child to take a group of beautiful photos the next day.

It happened that her husband was on vacation at home at that time, so the three of them happily went to the photo studio together.

Meanwhile, Zhang Jing was so busy that she had no time to think about other trivial matters. Every morning, as soon as the sun rose, she rushed to the company, finished her work, and then devoted the afternoon to the busy work of making clothes.

Here, Mrs. Xu was concentrating on cutting the fabric and sewing the hems of the clothes, not daring to be careless in any detail.

Finally, the long-awaited bell rang, like a heavenly sound, heralding the end of the workday. Like birds freed from their solitude, colleagues eagerly began to gather their belongings from their desks and briskly departed the office. However, Zhang Jing could only watch them go, a feeling of envy and helplessness filling her heart.

She couldn't greet the time after get off work as relaxed and happy as others. When Zhang Jing dragged her tired body into her grandfather's house, she had to turn around and return home after a few simple bites of food without even a moment's rest.

Once inside, she and Achen divided the work and immediately plunged into a frenzy of household chores. First, they cleaned the room inside and out, then rushed into the bathroom for a quick shower and put their clothes in the washing machine. Only after all the cleaning was completed could she breathe a sigh of relief. But then, there was another important task waiting for her: writing her novel.

Night fell quietly, and the city lights lit up one by one, like a dazzling array of stars dotting the darkness. Zhang Jing sat at her computer, her fingers pounding away at the keyboard, translating the story in her mind into words bit by bit. Time slipped by, and before she knew it, the night had deepened outside the window, and all was silent.

Days passed, and Zhang Jing, like a relentless spinning top, kept spinning at high speed on the track of life. At first, she persevered, relying on her unwavering perseverance and unwavering pursuit of her dreams. But gradually, the long hours and intense labor took their toll on her body, and her spirit waned. It felt like carrying a thousand-pound mountain on her back; every step required immense effort, a weight so heavy it felt almost suffocating.

Sometimes she would ask herself if it was worth it! However, just when Zhang Jing felt that she could no longer hold on, an unexpected person, Li Manyue, enlightened her in her life.

Upon learning of Zhang Jing's predicament, Li Manyue offered her a helping hand without hesitation. To ensure Zhang Jing's rest, Li Manyue often visited Old Lady Xu's home, helping her with small chores within her capacity, such as washing dishes, sweeping the floor, tidying the room, and bringing groceries. Furthermore, Li Manyue would frequently visit Old Lady Xu to inquire about the progress of the clothing production and offer assistance within her capacity.

Gradually, Li Manyue became more than content with simply helping with chores and began actively participating in garment making. Although unfamiliar with the craft at first, she quickly mastered the basics through her ingenuity and hard work. Surprisingly, upon seeing Li Manyue's work, Mrs. Xu was filled with praise.

Mrs. Xu said frankly, "This child is truly gifted in fashion design! Perhaps even better than Zhang Jing!" Hearing this, Zhang Jing felt a little disappointed, but at the same time, happy for Li Manyue. After all, in these difficult times, it's always nice to have someone to share the pressure with.

After three people's hard work, ten cheongsams were finally completed. When Li Manyue put them on, even Zhang Jing was jealous. Old Mrs. Xu nodded in satisfaction and said to the two of them, "Start tomorrow, learn how to button with me." Zhang Jing knew she had a lot to learn, so she didn't object. After she got pregnant, she planned to make two more cheongsams for herself.

With this in mind, she devoted herself to the creation of these 10 cheongsams, spending a great deal of time and energy. In the process, she not only demonstrated her exquisite craftsmanship, but also used her ingenuity to innovate and improve the traditional style.

Every detail and every line was repeatedly honed and adjusted by her, striving for perfection. Even the knowledgeable old lady Xu was full of praise, praising her for her sharp mind, her ability to draw inferences from other cases, and her clever application of knowledge to practical operations.

Finally, when Li Manyue made her stunning entrance in her meticulously crafted cheongsam, she captivated the attention of countless elderly people who adored beauty. They gathered around her, their eyes filled with admiration and admiration. Before long, several elderly people came to visit her, hoping to customize their own beautiful cheongsams. Mrs. Xu, of course, welcomed everyone with open arms, though the price was definitely not low. The elderly people responded, "That's no problem!"

Zhang Zhi and Zhang Jing's mother-in-law were also overjoyed when they received their respective cheongsams and couldn't wait to put them on. Then, they went out with their heads held high and chests puffed out to show off their looks. These two stylish ladies even booked an artistic photo shoot in advance, determined to wear their beautiful cheongsams.

It's said that not only did they bring their husbands along for the photoshoot, but even the adorable "Milk Balloon" was dragged over to serve as a foil in the photos. Later, the studio owner tried hard to persuade them to use the photos of "Milk Balloon" for advertising, but the price didn't meet Zhang Zhi and her husband's expectations, so they dropped the idea.

In the end, Zhang Zhi chose a deluxe package worth over 6,000 yuan, which included not only beautiful photos but also a custom-made album to preserve the memories. Jiapo, on the other hand, opted for a more modest package of 2,980 yuan, but also received a dedicated album. Even more surprising, each person also received a large, exquisite portrait!

By the time Zhang Jing had found the time to look through them all, the neighborhood had already been swept by a craze for cheongsams, artistic photo shoots, and couples reshooting their wedding dresses. Zhang Jing looked at the culprit, Milk Balloon, munching on snacks with gusto, and couldn't help but sigh again: Who could have imagined that this little guy would drive domestic demand?

Zhang Jing carefully selected several cute and adorable photos of Naituanzi, thinking about showing them to Old Lady Xu. At this time, Zhang Zhi, who was standing by, generously handed Zhang Jing her own photo album and told her to bring it to Old Lady Xu for her to enjoy. After hearing their conversation, the mother-in-law at home also took out her own photo album with great interest and said with a smile: "Remember to return it to me after you have looked at it!"

When Zhang Jing brought the photo albums to Old Lady Xu, the originally dull atmosphere suddenly became cheerful. Old Lady Xu looked at the innocent little girl in the photos and smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed into slits.

What was even more unexpected was that several elderly people who came to customize cheongsams happened to see these photos and were immediately inspired to take artistic photos.

Zhang Jing was immediately entrusted with the important task of contacting the photographer. However, after a moment's reflection, she decided that it would be more appropriate to hand this over to Zhang Zhi. She had recently noticed that Zhang Zhi was too idle and had nothing to do all day.

Coincidentally, since Zhang Zhi stopped working at the insurance company and went to the photo studio every day, she naturally became a salesperson there. This job not only successfully solved her employment problem, but also made her famous throughout the community before long.

As time went on, even the nursing home's business began to pick up steam. With her adorable appearance, Naituanzi became a paid model. Even Li Manyue became interested in having her artistic photos taken at her home.

Zhang Zhi gave away free photography tickets again and again. Soon, the nursing staff and office workers joined in. Seeing this, the director generously waved his hand and allowed the studio staff to use various scenic spots in the nursing home as filming locations free of charge.

Everyone has been having a great time these days.

By the time Old Lady Xu handed Zhang Jing a thick stack of yarn coupons, she was already planning to take maternity leave early. Her belly was quite large, and she couldn't work any more. "This is your compensation for this time. Go back and take good care of yourself. Let me know when you give birth, and I'll make you some baby clothes. Don't refuse. This is my gift. Keep the money. You won't need to ask for help when you need it. I suggest you go to a confinement care center for the rest of your life. Don't be reluctant to spend the money."

Zhang Jing nodded and accepted it, and then told Mrs. Xu not to take any more work while she was away. Maintaining good health was the key. Mrs. Xu said, "You don't have to worry about me. I can handle my own affairs well.