Rebirth and making money first

Whenever Uncle Zhang and his wife have free time, they come to visit Kai Xin, the adorable little one. Of course, Uncle Zhang usually comes alone. He always brings a nice little gift or a delicious snack. Sometimes, however, my mother-in-law happens to see this. At first, she might not think much of it, but as it happens more often, she gradually understands the reason.

However, my mother-in-law is an extremely intelligent person. She never mentioned any of these things. Instead, she got along very well with Uncle Zhang and his wife, and the whole family atmosphere seemed particularly harmonious.

Time flies, and the children grow up. Little Kaixin seems to have a touch of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang people's unique feminine temperament, bursting into tears at the slightest dissatisfaction. In contrast, Little Huanxi has completely inherited her father Achen's appearance and looks like a carbon copy of him. Not only that, this little girl's personality is also like a little kid, very stubborn.

When the two children play together, they occasionally argue over trivial matters. In these situations, Happy is often the one on the losing end, either bursting into tears or weeping in frustration. Seeing this, the older sister, Naituanzi, immediately unleashes her big-sister demeanor, comforting her younger brother Happy before turning around and giving her younger sister Huanxi a lecture.

When Uncle Zhang saw this scene, he couldn't help but praise the little girl for being sensible and well-behaved, and took the opportunity to teach her a lesson: "Oh, look at you, a real man, why are you always crying because of your sister's bullying? You are really hopeless! Learn from your sister!" He didn't care whether Kai Xin understood what he said, but just saw Kai Xin's aggrieved expression. He tried to comfort her with a distressed "darling".

But if the mother-in-law saw this, the situation would be different. She would happily hold Huanxi in her arms and praise her with a smile: "Oh my, my little Huanxi, you are really awesome! But if you accidentally hit your brother too hard, grandma will teach you a lesson. Remember, don't hit your brother again!"

Then he said to Naituanzi, "If they start fighting again, we should separate them quickly and not let them get too close." In this way, under the love and guidance of their families in different ways, the children continued to grow up happily...

Every time Naituanzi was scolded, tears welled up in her eyes, rolling down like a broken string, her mouth pouting, looking incredibly aggrieved. Seeing this, Zhang Jing tried to soothe her softly, making faces, telling jokes, and doing everything she could to comfort her. But the little girl didn't seem to be buying it and continued crying.

Zhang Jing couldn't help but feel tired. She said, "You are the older sister, you can't cry all the time. Your younger brothers and sisters are waiting for you to teach them a lesson!" She simply grabbed the two little guys, Happy and Joy, and coaxed them together. Sure enough, the children soon started laughing and having fun together again.

Fortunately, time flies, and the year's end has arrived in the blink of an eye. The topic of Chinese New Year naturally came to the fore, becoming the focus of everyone's discussion. After some discussion, Zhang Jing and her sister Zhang Zhi decided to stay in Shenzhen for the New Year. However, her younger brother Zhang Xiaobing, due to his busy work schedule, had no time off and was unable to return to his father-in-law's home for a reunion.

My sister-in-law wanted to go back to her hometown, but she was also faced with the problem of how to arrange for her young niece to go to school. She was thinking about sending her niece back to study. To this end, the family discussed it several times but could not reach a consensus.

Just then, news arrived that Alan had given birth. Surprisingly, Alan had given birth to a premature baby! Due to the distance and her busy schedule, Zhang Jing couldn't spare the time to visit. Instead, she asked her sister, Zhang Zhi, to offer her blessings and a 300 yuan red envelope to Gao Wei. However, Zhang Zhi was reluctant, muttering, "If I give it to him first, what will happen to the others? Why not wait until his full-month celebration or his hundred-day celebration and then give it together?" Zhang Jing thought carefully and agreed, believing her sister's words made sense.

Another week passed, and Zhang Jing, still concerned about Alan and her daughter, called Alan. However, no one answered the phone. Worried, Zhang Jing quickly called Gao Wei to inquire about the situation. It turned out that the baby's umbilical cord had been wrapped around his neck while in the mother's womb, causing severe oxygen deprivation. The doctors had no choice but to perform an early cesarean section on Alan.

Today, the newborn girl lies quietly in an incubator, receiving observation and treatment. Thankfully, both families cherish this new life, and the child's health indicators are stable and all is well. Zhang Jing breathed a sigh of relief upon learning this and immediately transferred 1000 yuan to Gao Wei via mobile phone, allowing him to use the money for any emergencies.

She also reminded: "If the money is not enough, be sure to tell me, don't be polite to me!" At first, Gao Wei refused firmly, saying that he could not accept so much money, but under Zhang Jing's repeated insistence, he finally accepted this gift with gratitude.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Jing sighed softly, then returned her gaze to the computer screen, hands on the keyboard, and resumed her writing journey. She tapped away at the keyboard, then paused for a moment, thought, touched her chin, and then resumed writing. She wrote and paused like this, and before she knew it, she had successfully stretched a short story into over 50 words.

However, as her work spread, more and more readers began to urge her to update the chapters. At the same time, a flood of comments poured in, some praising, some offering suggestions, and some criticizing. This put Zhang Jing under unprecedented pressure.

I recall how easy and pleasant it was to read novels as a casual reader! But now that I've found myself writing, I've come to appreciate the sheer difficulty of writing a novel of over a million words.

Especially when it is necessary to expand a short and concise story into a long essay, not only does it require the plot to be ups and downs and fascinating, but it also requires the creation of many characters with distinct personalities, and there must be a sufficiently broad knowledge reserve to support the entire story framework.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jing couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder so many authors in later generations have exhausted their bodies due to long-term writing. This is not an exaggeration at all!" So she took out a pen and paper and carefully calculated her current income and expenditure.

After some calculation, she realized that even if she stopped writing as hard as before, her current income would still be enough to cover her basic living expenses. Since she didn't expect to support her family through writing, why not make her life more enjoyable?

At that moment, Zhang Jing saw her own child happily playing. That innocent smile instantly touched her heart. Then, her mind involuntarily began to conjure up classic time-travel online novels—like the protagonist's ability to hear others' inner voices; the heroine's journey through time, becoming the young empress dowager and engaging in a series of thrilling court battles; or the protagonist's fluent foreign language, stunning the audience and captivating foreign envoys... These wondrous ideas sparked a light in Zhang Jing's mind, and she muttered to herself, "So art really does come from life!"

After saying that, she immediately opened the memo on her phone and wrote down these "inspirations" one by one without hesitation. She secretly made up her mind to give it a try and start the creation mode of multiple works at the same time. Maybe there would be unexpected gains!

After New Year's Day, Zhang Jing's vacation ended. Zhang Yongle orchestrated a transfer back to her original employer. She continued to pay for her social security contributions, waiting until her children were older and able to leave their homes. This was a relief for Zhang Jing, who also wanted to retire at 50 and receive a pension. Social security, while seemingly insignificant now, will be crucial in the future.

The government-funded housing is finally ready for delivery! Zhang Yongle asked Zhang Jing to come over and choose a house.

Zhang Jing entrusted her child to her sister-in-law's care and took Ah Chen to look for a house. When her mother-in-law heard about it, she immediately asked the family to drive along.

The neighborhood was clean, with wide roads. The house was spacious. With Zhang Yongle's guidance, Zhang Jing chose a fifth-floor apartment with a large balcony and plenty of sunlight. Climbing the stairs wasn't tiring, and the elevator was also an option. Achen agreed, so they finalized the deal. As for parking spaces, Zhang Jing bought two and paid the difference. She decided she needed a driver's license to make driving more convenient.

My mother-in-law also liked this place, mainly because she wanted to live in the same neighborhood as her son. She asked about the sales situation and planned to consult in detail. Meanwhile, Zhang Yongle and Zhang Jing were discussing the quality and decoration of the house.

Zhang Yongle said, "Despite the speed of construction, the quality of the houses is absolutely impeccable! Because they are primarily for government employees, we can't afford to cut corners." But if someone doesn't want to live there anymore, they can sell it.

Zhang Jing said she wanted to find a professional designer to draw up the blueprints before renovating the house, but Zhang Yongle said he would leave everything to him. Ah Chen didn't react much to the large house, and the whole family automatically blocked him out.

The parents-in-law were also very excited and treated Zhang Yongle politely. Everyone returned home satisfied and completed the house selection harmoniously.

Soon, Zhang Yongle took the designers to look at the house and designed three plans, which he brought to Zhang Jing for her to choose from. Zhang Zhi looked at Zhang Jing with resentment. Zhang Xiaobing and his wife were also surprised that their eldest sister had bought a house.

"Sister, if you move away, what will we do?"

Zhang Jing said, "We're not moving so soon. We haven't renovated yet! Just live your life as you wish."

I was thinking, why is there still no news about the demolition? Could it be that if I were reborn, this problem would be over? So many people have bought houses here... I'm really stressed. Is God playing tricks on me?

After some thought, he opened the stock market again to check his bottom line. It was the same trend as in his previous life! What had gone wrong? Zhang Jing felt depressed, as if she had become a scumbag, abandoning the other person and slipping away on her own.

I silently prayed to God: Please release the news of the demolition soon! I will never dare to reveal the secret again.

Just when Zhang Jing was desperately thinking there would be no more demolition news and people were still waiting to move in, the news of demolition came! All the banners were hung, announcing that relocation was imminent and all users were required to register with their property ownership certificates and ID cards!

The demolition work started vigorously, and all those who sold their houses regretted it. But those who bought their houses were all smiling!