Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Now that he had money, although it wasn't much, Shang Qing felt much more at ease.

Look at the ripped jeans he was wearing, the only decent T-shirt he bought the day before yesterday, and the pair of big-toed shoes with rivets on his feet.

She couldn't stand it. However, it was summer vacation, and she already had clothes at home, so she wasn't in a rush to buy anything.

The most important thing now is that she wants to do a thorough cleaning of the house and yard.

Shang Qing has been enduring the exaggerated and gaudy decorations in the house for more than two days.

The walls, which should have been pristine white, were now covered in posters of celebrities from various occasions. Shang Qing didn't mind the celebrity posters, but rather the presence of these androgynous, hideous-looking people in her home.

Who is the target audience for this kind of star? Oh, yes! Others may not know, but she was there in her past life anyway!

At first, she didn't look closely and didn't feel uncomfortable. But in the past two days, every time she looked up, she saw these ugly people who were harming her eyes, and she felt upset.

Yesterday, I climbed up and tore down all the posters, big and small, and threw them into the trash. Even so, the stark contrast between the grayish-yellow and the white of the wall made for a truly unsightly, mottled appearance. Shang Qing had been feeling quite ill for the past couple of days.

Because she had no money, Shang Qing had to endure the pain no matter how hard it was. However, she didn't expect that her grandmother would hire a bricklayer during the day.

The grandmother and the bricklayer specifically instructed that the room be repainted according to their granddaughter's preferences.

Shang Qing immediately began to think about the room's design, ultimately choosing a color she particularly liked: green. Its subtle, unassuming color seemed to carry a refreshing air. She wanted to create a comfortable, natural atmosphere in the room.

I wanted to design grandma's room as well, but she said it was fine now. When Shang Qing made a lot of money, we could redecorate the whole house. Then all matters would be handed over to her.

Shang Qing was very happy about this suggestion. She took this opportunity to clean up and was full of energy.

Shang Qing and her grandmother were busy cleaning, tidying up the room, and changing the layout. Now that she was back, her aesthetic taste was different, so of course it had to change.

However, grandma is a person who loves cleanliness. Every day, she cleans the room spotlessly, leaving no room for Shang Qing to show off. She turned her attention to the small courtyard.

The yard was planted with vegetables and some fruit. There were cucumbers with thorns on top, pink tomatoes, spicy peppers that looked so spicy, and long, tender bitter melons...

Shang Qing was delighted. She plucked a fresh cucumber, rinsed it with water, and ate it right away. The fresh and fragrant taste spread throughout her mouth.

She really likes the idyllic and natural feeling of the courtyard, so she matched her room with this theme.

However, looking at this small courtyard carefully, I always feel that something is missing.

Yes! Roses. She loved the sight of roses climbing all over the walls, their dazzling colors and the vast expanse of bloom that made it feel like a fairytale world.

Grandma told her there was a flower market nearby. She and her grandmother bought eight flowers. Looking at the partially opened flowers, Shang Qing was delighted. They were truly beautiful.

We dug a few holes beside the wall and a section of the fence, and planted the rose vines with my grandmother, hoping that they would climb up and grow into large bushes of flowers.

After all, it was just a fresh coat of paint, so it needed to air out for a few days. Shang Qing naturally ended up living in the same room with Grandma Kang.

Of course, this was Shang Qing's initiative, which surprised Grandma Kang.

Grandma Kang's room was simply furnished, with few objects, clean and tidy. The moment Shang Qing entered the room, she was attracted by the object in the corner.

"Wow, grandma, there is a sewing machine at home?" Shang Qing was really surprised. Looking at this antique, her eyes lit up and a small idea was born in her mind.

She likes Barbie dolls, especially BJD dolls. One day while shopping, Grandma Kang went to the bathroom. While waiting, she saw a BJD doll store in the mall.

Worried that her grandmother wouldn't be able to find her when she came out, she didn't go in, but only looked at the baby in the window. This kind of baby became her dream baby. Unfortunately, the better ones cost several thousand yuan each, which was too expensive.

Because she liked it, she looked it up online on her phone after returning home, and she became even more interested in BJD. Not only did she like it, but she also had a new idea, which could open up her mind. She wanted to use this to make money, reduce her grandmother's burden, and improve her quality of life.

This is a niche hobby. But those who embrace it don't lack money. The doll industry places great value on authentic dolls. However, there are many who want to have their dolls completely re-fitted. She could give it a try.

She wanted to try some aspects, such as making doll hair, eyeballs, makeup, doll shoes, etc., but she had no money and no start-up capital to buy materials, which require start-up capital.

The little money she had was still useful. Besides, even if she bought the materials, if she didn't have the talent for them, or if no customers bought them, they would just be wasted. She was a little reluctant.

She is a cautious person and will think more.

Seeing this old-fashioned sewing machine, Shang Qing almost jumped up and down. With the sewing machine, she could make and sell baby clothes.

If she can't afford a BJD doll, she can look up the sizes of different dolls. Then she can buy some fabric and start making it.

"Yes. Don't look at its age. There is absolutely no problem using it." Grandma Kang looked at her old friend with a look of showing off.

Shang Qing quickly pulled Grandma Kang's hand and said coquettishly, "Grandma, I want to learn. Can you teach me?"

"Of course, no problem." Grandma Kang's smile widened. She felt a great sense of accomplishment in being able to teach her granddaughter to do what she was best at.

It was late, and since the items were old and not very useful, Grandma Kang promised Shang Qing that she would buy some motor oil and other things during the day, and she would teach her once she had everything ready. She nodded in agreement excitedly.

The moon is bright and the air is less hot.

Shang Qing jumped onto the bed first, patting it to get her grandmother to come in. She wanted to sleep in the same bed with her grandmother!

Grandma Kang smiled helplessly and went to bed. It seemed like she hadn't slept with this little guy in her arms for years.

Shang Qing snuggled in Grandma Kang's arms, feeling the gentle caress, and soon fell into a sweet dream.

The soft and bright moonlight outside the window was like a naughty child. It sneaked into the room and lay on the small double bed, on the faces of the gentle-looking grandparents and grandchildren.

"Grandma... Grandma... I was wrong..." Hearing Shang Qing's unclear mumbling, Grandma Kang looked at the beautiful face of the girl in her arms, smelled the girl's slightly unique body fragrance with a faint sweet scent of osmanthus, and the corners of her mouth raised. Her happiness, her Qingqing was really back.