You are on the way to rebirth

Chapter 45 Spring
Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were busy, and so was Jiang Hongjing. Jiang Hongying went to cram school every day, and Jiang Hongzhi went to interest classes every day. The family only got together at night.

Although each other is very busy, they are both very happy, and everyone has their own goals.

Jiang Hongjing was even happier. She was going to realize the dream she wanted to realize the most since her rebirth.

When I was young, I went to school to write essays. The teacher often set the topic with my ideals. Most of the classmates wrote about scientists, doctors, and teachers. She also wrote that when I grow up, I will be a doctor and use the scalpel in my hand. People live a happy life without pain. The ridiculous thing is that she is afraid of getting an injection herself, so how can she become a doctor, let alone a doctor, a nurse is also good.

When I went to college to choose a major, my father said that I should go to a health school, and it would be good to be a nurse.

When I think of the feeling of being stuck in the flesh with a needle, forget it.

Not only myself, but how many people can truly realize their dreams?

Under the exam-oriented education, you go to school and take exams non-stop. The teacher reminds you every day that you have to study hard. If you fail to enter the university, your life will be over. Under the high pressure, everyone is panic. When you go to school, all the faces are dull and anxious. pace.

After finishing junior high school, high school, after high school, university, if you can't get into a famous brand, you just work part-time. If you are not reconciled, then go to a junior college.After graduating, looking for a job, doing the most tiring work in a private company, taking the minimum wage, taking the bus from [-] to [-], taking the subway, and returning to the rented house, I am as tired as a dead dog, and the days get harder and harder , There are more and more things, and occasionally take a breath and feel that time is wasted.

At the beginning, the lofty ideal of saving lives and healing the wounded has gradually become whether I can increase my salary by [-] yuan next month. If I can increase [-] yuan, it is [-] yuan.

The original dream is gradually annihilated in reality, everyone is running around for life, survival is hard.

She bought a small bookshelf and asked her father to fix it on the head of the bed. It was full of clothing magazines, and she read it for a while before going to bed at night. She felt that reading books in bed was a kind of enjoyment, which was more conducive to thinking.

Put a small notebook in the bag, no matter where it is, if you have a good draft, you will draw it quickly. In a few days, more than half of the notebook has been drawn.

During the day, she went to the wholesale market to look at fabrics, but Jiangbei was only a prefecture-level city after all, no matter in terms of quality or price, she still had to go to the south.

I only bought materials for temporary practice, a sewing machine, some men's and women's clothing models, and of course a big flat table, which is used for cutting, and I can't do without it.

Others will be added slowly when the store is really open.

Her parents were busy next door, so she cut and sewed silently in the shop by herself, sewing all day and night, with the sound of pedaling.

There are so many things in the huge shop, people passing by can't help being curious.

However, Jiang Hongjing was very attentive. No matter in her previous life or this life, she had never done anything as serious as making clothes.

She admitted that even raising her son, she never put so much effort into it.In fact, she seldom thought of her son, but she still felt sore when she suddenly thought of it. He must be doing well.

Clothing generally has a standard shape, and people's height, shortness, fatness and thinness are adjusted according to the standard size. She is not afraid of not being able to make the style of clothes, and what she needs is experience.

In technology, experience is very important.What kind of style can cover the stomach, what kind of style can make the legs look long, what kind of style can make the arms not look so thick, how can it be more elegant, Jiang Hongjing slowly divided the categories, and made each style , she will take pictures for archiving, and write down the size of the standard version.

The flower shops over there are all open, and she is still working on her sample pictures.

Jiang Qingliang's flower shop is called Liangzi Flower Aquarium. It has just opened, and there are no regular customers. The business is tepid, but Jiang's father and Jiang's mother have smiles on their faces every day. When they come home, which flower should bloom, there is a tropical fish It's time to give birth to a small fish, a customer came today, how much did he buy, how many flower baskets were sold, etc.

Now I have a house to live in, savings in hand, a business to run, and my sons and daughters are striving to make progress. Is there a better life than this?
What Jiang Hongjing hopes most is that his father and mother can live such a life, and she hopes that they can be so comfortable forever.

When the phone rang, Jiang Hongjing was sitting in a noodle shop eating noodles. There was no air conditioner, and the big fan above his head was whistling. Looking at the screen, she didn't move for a moment, it turned out to be Xiao Yu.

Jiang Hongjing took a deep breath and tried to relax as much as possible: "Xiao Yu."

Jin-Woo's voice was weird and he spoke slowly: "It's me, Hongjing." Although the voice was weird, it was definitely Jin-Woo.

"Xin Yu, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Yu word for word: "Where?"

Jiang Hongjing's eyes turned red, "I'm in the back street, there's a Liangzi flower aquarium, and I'm in the shop on the right, just wait for me, I'll be right there."

Xiao Yu didn't say anything more, and hung up the phone.

Jiang Hongjing stood up quickly and went to pay the bill. The noodle shop was very close to her shop.

While walking, I loosened my hair, combed it twice with my hands, and tied it up again. I should have washed my hair yesterday, and I felt lazy when I got up in the morning, so I should just wash it.

He was standing at the door of her shop, and she was standing opposite the door of the shop, with people coming and going on the road between them.

The eyes of the two met in the air, and no one moved away from the noisy crowd.

The winter of that year was extremely cold, and the whole city was shrouded in damp rain.The gray sky and the delay in seeing the sun make people feel inexplicably depressed, and they often have the urge to cry when walking on the street.But winter always passes, and spring always returns.

Spring is finally here.

He was standing in the sun, but he became pale, but he was still in good spirits.

She was standing under the sun, her eyes were still as clear as ever.

(End of this chapter)