After the incident with Zhaodi, Xichun also felt a great responsibility. Helping women was not only the responsibility of Fu Changfeng, the county magistrate, but also her responsibility. Only by setting an example and helping them to wake up could the social atmosphere be changed.

After witnessing Zhao Di's transformation, Xi Chun realized that the source of her confidence was not the support of her family, but rather that she had a job that could support herself and her child. This was her greatest source of confidence.

Originally, Xichun only thought that Shaoming County could use this special craft to increase income. Now, she thinks more than that. She wants to create more jobs suitable for women, so that more women who are trapped at home and beaten by men can get out of their predicament. Money is their confidence.

Thinking about all this, Xichun went to find Qian Qiaoqiao. While Taozi was away from home, Qian Qiaoqiao had been thinking about how to make money, but seeing that Taozi had done all the work, it seemed that there was nothing left for him to do. She had been bored at home for the past few months.

After Xichun found her and shared her thoughts, Qiaoqiao couldn't help but agree. In her opinion, women shouldn't just stay in the backyard to be good wives and mothers; they should also go out to do business, make money, and improve their families' lives.

“Sister Xichun, just tell me. As long as you have an idea, I’ll follow you. Taozi has made such a name for himself by following you. If I follow you, I definitely won’t lose to him.”

"Haha, I love your drive. Let's think about it carefully these days and see what else we can do."

"Okay, I'll go back and think about it some more. Ideally, it should be suitable for women, not men."

Just as Xichun was racking her brains for a suitable thing to do, she saw several children laughing and playing around. It turned out that school was over, and the kids were running back with their schoolbags on their backs.

"Mom, what delicious food are you making today? We're all guessing you'll probably have snail rice noodles again!" A-Zhao ran in first, shouting to Xi-Chun.

"Shh, keep your voice down, your little sister is asleep." Xi Chun held the sleeping Xuan Xuan in her arms, and the other children dared not make a sound anymore.

"Why did you guys suddenly decide to eat snail rice noodles? A-Zheng, didn't you say you didn't eat them?" Xi-Chun couldn't help but laugh, remembering how A-Zheng almost ruined their family's reputation the first time he smelled snail rice noodles.

"Mom, it's my eldest brother. He said he smelled a foul odor this morning. I guess it's because you brought pickled bamboo shoots again. Maybe we'll have snail rice noodles tonight."

"There's no smell at all. I haven't been planning to eat anything these past few days. You two hurry up and go study, your dad is going to check your homework tonight."

"Sister, I think it must be the smell of my feet that made Ah Zhao misunderstand." Xiao Feng stood up with a red face, his feet awkwardly pressed together.

"Oh, I see. Xiaofeng, what happened to your foot? Should we find a doctor to take a look?"

"I don't know why, but as soon as I put on those foot garments, I start sweating in the summer, and I sweat a lot. I can't do anything about it. The foot garments are also easy to fall off, so I have to keep pulling them up." Foot garments are the socks worn by people in ancient times.

"So it's Uncle Feng's smelly feet! My foot covering keeps falling off, it's so uncomfortable. Mom, why don't you have someone make us a pair of foot coverings that won't fall off?" Ah Zhao felt a little guilty for misunderstanding and causing Uncle Feng to bring up this private topic, so she chimed in.

"Alright, Xiaofeng, don't worry. I'll get a doctor to take a look at you later. Maybe there's something wrong with your health. Don't feel ashamed. Everyone has some unspeakable secrets they don't dare to tell outsiders." Xichun comforted him and then sent someone to fetch a doctor.

At that moment, an idea suddenly popped into her head. Yes, socks! Such an important daily necessity, how could she not have thought of them? Besides socks, there are also clothes worn close to the skin. Modern inventions are so important, yet she hadn't considered this direction.

Moreover, isn't needlework what women are best at? With a direction in mind, Xichun finally felt relieved.

The doctor arrived quickly. After taking Xiaofeng's pulse, he said that his condition was caused by damp heat in his spleen and stomach, as well as some water and soil incompatibility. However, the child had been enduring it without saying anything, and Xichun was unaware of it. After the doctor prescribed medicine, he took the pulses of the whole family and only felt at ease after confirming that the others were fine.

"Xiaofeng, you must treat this place as your own home. If you have any problems, you must talk to your sister in time, okay? If you feel uncomfortable talking to me, you can also talk to your brother-in-law. Don't keep things to yourself. Keeping things to yourself can easily make you sick, and we will be very worried about you then, you know?"

"Sister, I understand. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have kept it from you before." Seeing how worried Xichun was about him, Xiaofeng knew he had made a mistake and sincerely apologized to her.

"It's alright, but you can't do that again. Study hard, and when it gets cold, I'll have someone take you home to see your mother, okay?"

"Okay, I miss my mother a little too." Xiaofeng is only ten years old, and this is his first time traveling far from home. He is staying at his sister's house, so it's not wrong for him to be a little thoughtful. Having a little caution will prevent him from being careless when he goes out in the future.

When Fu Changfeng learned of this, he couldn't help but sigh that Xiaofeng was too cautious, and he would pay closer attention to him in the future.

After resolving the matter, the next day, Xichun called Qian Qiaoqiao over and told her about her plans.

"Really? There's such a thing? Sister Xichun, tell me about it, and I'll make a sample as soon as I get back. You can check if it's correct. If there's one that's even more convenient, it would really be a great job for the women of Shaoming County."

Qian Qiaoqiao was worried that she couldn't come up with any good ideas, but in just a short time, Sister Xichun came up with a way to make money. No wonder Taozi admired Sister Xichun so much.

"Okay, sewing has never been my strong suit, so I'll really have to rely on you for help with this." Socks and underwear sound simple, but they're not so easy to make. Just figuring out the tightness alone takes a long time.

Xi Chun gave her the drawing he had made and explained some key points. Qian Qiaoqiao then went to prepare. Over the next few days, the two of them stayed at home researching how to make it look better and be more convenient.

Even Madam Zhao, who overheard their conversation when she came to visit, joined in. She was bored at home alone and wanted to do something too.

As the saying goes, three cobblers are equal to one Zhuge Liang. After their unremitting efforts, the three of them finally found a better method, and a brand new set of underwear and socks was created in their hands.

"This dress looks rather strange, I'm a little embarrassed. Will it be comfortable to wear?" Madam Zhao blushed as she looked at the finished product.

"I'll try it later, then you'll know!" Seeing that the two were too embarrassed to try it, Xichun took the finished product and went inside to try it herself.