Rebirth and making money first

Despite Zhang Zhi's eager questions, Zhang Jing remained remarkably calm, enjoying the delicious food on the table without rushing. She even calmly gestured to Zhang Zhi to pass her a bowl of hot soup. Zhang Xiaobing, who was sitting nearby, couldn't help but say, "Hey, sister, eat slowly. No one's trying to steal your food! And it's still early for them to leave. They're planning to visit West Lake!"

Zhang Jing couldn't help but ask, "I've been so busy this morning! I haven't even had time to ask, how much are the rents for your shops?"

As soon as she said that, Zhang Zhi, who was sitting next to her, locked her eyes with Zhang Jing and eagerly replied, "Xiao Bing's shop makes 4,500 yuan a month, while mine only makes 3,500 yuan a month. As for my mother's shop, it still makes 3,200 yuan. So how much do you actually make?"

At this moment, Zhang Jing understood that today's so-called dinner party was just a sham. Their real purpose in summoning her so anxiously was simply to get the details of the rental income.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jing couldn't help but chuckle to herself. Seeing the two people's impatience, Zhang Jing deliberately kept them in suspense, slowly finishing the last bite of her meal. Then, she gently put down her chopsticks, picked up the soup Zhang Zhi had just handed her, took a sip, and then slowly replied, "Well... my shop makes about 4800 a month, which is just a little bit higher than your brother-in-law's salary."

However, just when Zhang Jing had finished her words, Zhang Xiaobing, who was sitting next to her, couldn't wait to ask, "Sister, how much is the rent for your lottery shop?" His eyes were full of curiosity.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jing turned, her gaze first landing on Zhang Xiaobing, then on Zhang Zhi. Both siblings wore expressions of determination, as if they were determined to get a definitive answer from her. Even Zhang Zhi's husband, who had been quietly listening to the conversation, couldn't contain his curiosity, his face filled with anticipation and inquiry.

Faced with such a situation, Zhang Jing knew that if she continued to conceal it, it would probably be futile. She could only sigh helplessly and said, "That lottery shop only makes 3,800 yuan a month." In fact, she knew very well that this figure was far lower than the actual income.

But in order to avoid unnecessary trouble or jealousy, it is better to deliberately lower the amount. After all, pretending to be poor at this time will make everyone feel that the gap between them is not big, and things will go smoothly.

After hearing Zhang Jing's figure, Zhang Zhi's eyes widened, her mouth unconsciously opening into a huge "O" shape, her face filled with disbelief. After a while, she finally came to her senses and excitedly shouted, "According to this calculation, you can easily make 8,600 yuan a month just from running these two shops! Oh my god, that's a lot of money! If it were me, I would have quit my job long ago and just stayed home, enjoying life to the fullest!"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaobing shook his head gently, a bitter smile on his face. He sighed and said, "Oh, sister, we're so envious! We can't compare to you. I have kids to support at home. I want to just lie down! You were so far-sighted and insightful! So, you have to treat us to this meal."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhi beside her quickly agreed, "Right, right, right. Big Sister is the richest among us now, so she has to pay for it!" But Zhang Jing acted completely unconcerned. She smiled and called the waiter to pay the bill, saying casually, "It's my treat, so don't worry about this small amount."

As if she suddenly remembered something, she casually told the two of them that in the West Lake Temple, especially in the Guanyin Hall, she had already set up official titles for herself and the other two families, and that they would be valid for a whole year.

Zhang Zhi was immediately excited when she heard about this. She even complained a little bit about Zhang Jing, asking why she didn't help her family to set up a memorial tablet. At most, she would pay for it. Zhang Jing spread her hands helplessly and explained, "I don't know the names of your parents-in-law, so I can't set up a memorial tablet for your family. Anyway, we will go there together later, and you can go and handle it yourself then."

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaobing said that he actually wanted to set up a salary tablet for his entire family, and would make plans after everything was in place.

After dinner, everyone sat together, excitedly discussing their next itinerary. Someone suggested going to the famous West Lake for another tour, and this idea was unanimously agreed upon by everyone present.

At this time, Zhang Jing suddenly shouted: "Wait for me first, I have to wholesale some pants and socks for the whole family! It's not easy to come here, I can't come in vain." Zhang Zhi, who was standing by, heard this and slapped her forehead, suddenly realizing: "Oh, look at my memory, I need to buy some myself too!" In this way, the people who were originally ready to set off rushed back to the commodity city in a hurry and started a crazy shopping mode.

The car sped along, heading towards the beautiful West Lake. On the way, Gao Wei and the others in the car finally had some time to chat with Zhang Jing and her group. Both sides greeted each other warmly.

Zhang Zhi spoke eloquently and eloquently about changing one's fortune and establishing one's position. Her eloquence and persuasive rhetoric, like a brilliant MLM presentation, captivated everyone. Even the driver, who had been concentrating on driving, was moved. Finally, Zhang Zhi asked who wanted to join her; that was her real goal.

Unlike the others, Zhang Jing was preoccupied with Huizhou's future prospects. She considered buying a property there as an investment. But then she realized she wouldn't be visiting the area often. After careful consideration, she reluctantly gave up.

After the car arrived at the destination, everyone got off and started to stroll around. However, Zhang Jing said that she didn't want to join the crowd and planned to walk alone to the nearby pedestrian street.

First, the little kid looked at his parents and uncle walking toward West Lake, then turned to look at his aunt walking toward the pedestrian street. His eyes darted around, and he quickly ran after his aunt, shouting, "Hello, Auntie, wait for me! I want to go with you!"

Zhang Zhi and her husband had no choice but to make an appointment with Zhang Xiaobing and the other two to go to the temple together to handle some matters.

Zhang Jing took the little girl by the hand, and the two happily walked into an ice cream shop, each choosing a favorite flavor. The cool, sweet ice cream instantly dispelled the summer heat and made everyone feel happy.

Strolling down the street, Zhang Jing passed by shops overflowing with clothing, shoes, and socks. Having already purchased quite a few items, she glanced at them briefly and paid no more attention. She realized the goods here were not only inferior in quality to those in Shenzhen, but also much more expensive. She didn't want to be taken advantage of.

As they walked, a jewelry store caught their eye. Curious, Zhang Jing entered, dazzled by the dazzling array of gold and silver jewelry. Naituanzi was even more excited, bouncing around like a little rabbit, pointing out the exquisite trinkets on the counter and showing them to her aunt. It seems jewelry has a captivating effect on women of all ages.

The clerk approached her enthusiastically, asking if there was anything she liked. Zhang Jing smiled and asked the clerk to bring out a small, exquisite pendant for her to try. It was in the shape of a delicate gourd, gleaming with gold and emitting a captivating glow.

The little girl couldn't wait to have the clerk put it on her neck. She kept stroking it with her hands, her eyes full of joy. She looked in the mirror and asked Zhang Jing, "Auntie, am I beautiful?" The clerk quickly replied, "Very beautiful! Wow, your baby is so cute!"

Zhang Jing felt a surge of satisfaction watching Naituanzi's happy face. She asked the clerk about the price and learned that the price of gold was currently stable, at only 120 yuan per gram. While not particularly expensive, it was still quite reasonable for such a beautiful little pendant.

Thinking that Naituanzi would have plenty to offer when he grew up, and that Mrs. Xu's jewelry was still in the safe, Zhang Jing paid without hesitation and bought the gift for Naituanzi.

After leaving the gold shop, Zhang Jing and Naituanzi returned to the car with great satisfaction. As soon as they got in the car, Naituanzi couldn't wait to show off his new treasure to his parents. Zhang Zhi's husband smiled and said, "These things are cheaper in Hong Kong. If I had known earlier, I would have bought them for you in Hong Kong!" Zhang Zhi also quickly agreed, "Yes, sister, if you want to buy something like this in the future, just tell me and ask your brother-in-law to bring it back from Hong Kong. The more you save, the better!"

"Let's talk about it later." Zhang Jing said perfunctorily, thinking to herself, I have so much gold and silver that I want to sell it, why should I buy more?

When asked about the memorial tablets, Zhang Zhi explained that she and her husband had not only established official tablets for the entire family, but also large lotus tablets for her husband's deceased grandparents and uncle! She barely even wrote down their names; except for her two brothers-in-law and one sister-in-law, everyone in the family was included. Of course, her unborn child wasn't included.

Zhang Zhi said, "I even made a memorial tablet for our parents, the three of us." Seeing Zhang Jing frown and glare at her, she quickly added, "Although my parents are divorced, and my dad remarried and had another child, from our perspective, we're still a blood family. Guanyin Bodhisattva will definitely not mind, and I wish she could bless us all!"

Zhang Xiaobing said, "I think you have too much money and nowhere to spend it!"

Zhang Zhi objected: "You're the same. You only have the tablet for your family of three, and you couldn't even put our mother's name on it! You even hung a red prayer strip for your son."

Zhang Xiaobing said, "I saw you both made some for the old lady, so I won't repeat myself! Speaking of blessing notes, didn't you make a few too?"

Zhang Jing then realized that the two had also hung up prayer notes, so she asked if they had hung lanterns. The two learned that they could hang the names of their entire family members under the large lanterns in the temple to pray for blessings, and immediately they both blamed Zhang Jing for not telling them earlier. Zhang Zhi's husband said, "It's not too late to go back and do it now!" Zhang Zhi said, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to do it."

Others returned one after another, and when they spoke of the prayer tablets in the temple, some were skeptical. Gao Wei, Aunt Zhang, and the others hadn't believed it in the first place, but when they heard Zhang Jing had done it, they didn't think twice about following suit. After getting in the car, they even moved to sit next to Zhang Jing to ask her about it in detail.

Zhang Jing then began to talk about the various rituals at the temple. After the car started moving, everyone began to chat. Soon, Zhang Jing described the various practices of wealthy people in later generations. He gave many examples, and everyone who heard him was fascinated.

Zhang Zhi’s husband whispered to her, “Your sister is just like you, both are very talkative. Can’t you see it normally?” Zhang Zhi said, “We Cancers can only talk to people we get along with. We won’t bother with people we don’t like!” Her husband disagreed, “Who isn’t like that?” Zhang Zhi sneered, “Lots of people!” They both turned their heads away from each other in disdain.

Gao Wei said, "Sister Jing, after hearing what you said, I regret not having a complete one. When I return to Shenzhen, I will go to the temple to see if there is one in Shenzhen, and then go get one."

The others chimed in, but Zhang Jing didn't take it seriously. When asked how much Gao Wei had signed for rent, he said it wasn't much, 3200, but it made him happy. He said he was lucky he'd bought it that year, and that Director Chen wasn't very considerate, signing alone without telling anyone. Zhang Jing listened with a smile. Everyone would drift apart in the future. Besides married couples, who would stay with whom forever?

From the memorial tablets set up at the temple today, it's easy to see the importance of their parents to Zhang Jing and her two siblings. Everyone has someone they care about, and Zhang Jing was upset when she learned about this. She couldn't understand her siblings' selfishness. Aren't parents just as important as their children?

Later generations understood that husband and wife came first, children second, and parents third. Zhang Zhi and Zhang Xiaobing faithfully demonstrated this. Comparing themselves, they finally realized that it was their late bloomer mentality that had suffered the consequences. Zhang Jing was depressed.