"Sister-in-law, if you can't finish it, can you take the rest? You stayed up late last night, so eat something good during the day."
Ji Xia rolled her eyes at her brother: "Also, tell Dad not to work too hard these days. Just earn six or seven work points. Don't hurt your health for a little bit of work points."
Upon hearing this, Ji Zhijun chuckled, sniffed the porridge, and said to Zhang Hong with a smile, "This meat porridge smells delicious, why don't you try some?"
He scooped a spoonful of meat into Zhang's mouth and said, "There's a lot of meat in it, it should taste good."
Zhang Hong took a bite, and a smile appeared in her eyes. The rice porridge was cooked until very soft, and the fragrance of the rice mixed with the meat was so delicious that it made her want to eat it.
The couple ate breakfast together, sweetly feeding the baby. Ji Xia walked behind Chen Jing and looked at the crib suspiciously: "What are you looking at?"
Chen Jing's burning gaze met hers: "The child looks better today than yesterday."
You don't need to tell me that. On the first day, his head was deformed and his face was bluish. He would definitely look better on the second day.
Chen Jing lowered his voice as he looked at her beautiful profile: "I think we're both better looking than their parents, so our child will definitely be even better looking."
Ji Xia blushed involuntarily, and subconsciously looked at the crowd behind her, giving him a coquettish glare.
Her mother, brother, and sister-in-law are still alive. If people hear this, won't they laugh at her?
Chen Jing smiled dismissively, quietly took her hand, and tickled her palm with his finger.
Ji Xia's face flushed even more. This man was seducing her all the time.
Most importantly, she seemed to fall for it, making him feel restless and uneasy.
Unable to bear it any longer, Ji Xia made an excuse and left after a while.
As the two left the hospital, Chen Jing chuckled and whispered, "I'm serious, our children will definitely be prettier than theirs."
He's more handsome than Ji Zhijun, and Ji Xia is prettier than Zhang Hong, so their child will definitely be good-looking.
Ji Xia scoffed: "I've heard that nephews resemble their uncles. What if your child looks like their uncle? Which one would be better?"
Chen Jing thought about it seriously: "If you're talking about resemblance, I'd say it's like my third brother. He looks more refined."
"Dream on!"
Ji Xia nudged him with her elbow and turned to leave.
Zhang Hong stayed in the city to be hospitalized, and Zhang Lan took care of her during the day. In the evening, Ji Zhijun came from the brigade to accompany his wife and children at the hospital. The couple's relationship was much better than before.
Secretary Ji and his mother took some time to come over and take a look. Two or three days later, the doctor said it was okay to eat chicken soup, so they brought over two hens from home.
Ji Xia prepared several pounds of eggs, bought some pork ribs or lean meat the next day, arranged for Zhang Lan to stew soup or make meat porridge, and then stayed at the hospital.
With Zhang Lan taking care of the new mother at the hospital, Zhang Hong felt relaxed, and Ji Xia also felt much more at ease.
Even so, she remains very busy.
In addition to her daily work, she also sets very strict study and work plans for herself.
I learned art fundamentals by copying from books during my spare time at work, and after get off work, I would spend two hours every day reviewing high school textbooks, and then let my imagination run wild, putting my thoughts onto paper.
It was already late August, and the weather was still hot, but the autumn mornings and evenings were already getting chilly. She should get another batch of autumn clothes and start preparing for new styles for early winter.
Therefore, in addition to long-sleeved, thick dresses and skirt-like culottes, she also designed two thin autumn/winter coats this time. One coat is long and the other is short. One is like a motorcycle style with a large lapel and a waist that is slightly below the waistline.
The other option is a coat style that reaches the thigh or knee, with a slightly casual design. It features a belt at the waist and can be paired with skinny jeans or knee-high boots for a very fashionable look.
A few days later, Ji Xia went to the small workshop with more than a dozen design drawings after get off work.
In the small workshop, when several people were packing three hundred garments, Chen Jing discovered a defective product in one of the garments.
He rubbed his head in disbelief, picked out several items, and threw them in front of Sun Xiaoyu: "This one—this one—this one, look, how can we deliver this one with such poor workmanship?"
Sun Xiaoyu lowered her head and inspected each item one by one, picking out a large number of defective products.
Ji Xia walked in and frowned when she saw the long table piled high with dresses: "What's going on? Aren't they due for delivery tomorrow? Why aren't they finished yet?"
Chen Jing's gloomy gaze swept over the several employees who had their heads down and dared not make a sound. He sneered, "The goods were doing well the past two days, but problems have arisen in the last two days. Look at these loose threads, the edges, the wiring—it's like a snake crawling."
Upon hearing this, Ji Xia frowned and stepped forward to examine a few more items: "Do all six styles have this problem?"
Sun Xiaoyu looked ashamed and shook her head, saying, "No, four styles with two hundred pieces have already been checked and there are no problems. It's just that these two styles are a bit more complicated."
How many of each type were made?
"114 tops of style 2005 and 93 skirts of style 2006".
"First, pick out fifty pieces of each style. If you really can't find any good ones, pick the ones that are easy to rework. We must get these one hundred pieces done tonight, even if it means working overtime."
Sun Xiaoyu took four employees to make their selections, while Ji Xia pulled Chen Jing out of the small workshop: "Are you angry? Don't be angry. There are always setbacks on the road to success. Just solve them."
"Yes, actually I've been keeping an eye on it every day. It was perfectly fine a few days ago, but I noticed a problem tonight."
Ji Xia comforted him, beckoned him, and turned to go to the warehouse: "I have something important to tell you. What kind of fabric do you still have?"
"We've run out of fabric, and we haven't even finished making 600 sets. We need to buy two more bolts for two different designs."
The small warehouse was already piled with several boxes, and several other boxes stacked neatly on the side were the goods to be shipped out tomorrow.
Chen Jing followed behind her and said with a smile, "I borrowed a small truck from Boss Song. I'll be delivering goods first thing tomorrow morning. Do you want to come with me?"
Ji Xia shook her head with difficulty and smiled apologetically at him: "I can't go. School starts tomorrow, and I have to go to school."
Chen Jing sighed and rubbed her head: "Fine, I'll ask the boss for help. We'll find someone to deliver the goods together tomorrow."
Ji Xia turned around and waved to him: "Well, I want to talk to you about the new styles, and then you can decide on the fabric to purchase based on the new styles."
"I'll buy the fabric? You're not going to go, are you leaving it to me?"
Chen Jing looked a little uneasy upon hearing this, but Ji Xia didn't care. She believed that Chen Jing had done very well in his past life, so his judgment should be sound.
The matter must eventually be left to Chen Jing.
She showed Chen Jing all her design sketches, then made her requirements for the fabric, and asked him to pick out the six best designs from the dozen or so available.
Chen Jing was dazzled by the sight, his eyes practically spinning. Finally, his gentle gaze fell on Ji Xia, and he could hardly look away.
A woman who works diligently is truly beautiful. When Ji Xia talked about design, her eyes sparkled, and even her soul radiated charm.
If such an outstanding woman goes to university and meets many more outstanding men, will she still be able to keep him in her sight?
A sense of unease rose in Chen Jing's heart, and the fingers around her shoulder involuntarily tightened.
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