She gave a simple smile, which made people feel much more approachable. "This thing isn't worth much money. I'm glad you don't mind. I've never done business before, so let's discuss the price. I definitely won't ask for an exorbitant price."
Li Rong's smile deepened. This little thing was beautiful and exquisite, and most importantly, it had a real purpose. "How could I possibly accept this?"
Li Qingqing was immediately surrounded by the crowd, with everyone offering suggestions. She also carefully asked for the child's name.
"I will embroider the children's names on their bibs so they won't get them mixed up when they start school."
Zhang Hongxia looked at her with admiration, "Where do you get so many ingenious ideas? Your mind works really fast. Having your name on the bib is indeed very convenient, it's like a personalized gift."
Everyone burst into laughter again, and many were eager to get their hands on the items as soon as possible.
Li Qingqing held Song Zhaodi's hand and raised her voice a little, "No one needs to be shy. Anyone who needs anything can come over. Sister Song is very skillful, and the things she makes are just as beautiful."
The courtyard instantly became lively, and Li Qingqing even wrote down everyone else's needs on paper.
“Among our neighbors, the prices I offer are absolutely fair. To avoid any misunderstandings, you can go directly to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy a piece of cloth for me to make. I will only charge you a labor fee. In addition, I also have some finished products here. If you need them, the prices will not be too high.”
Seeing how welcoming her neighbors were, Li Qingqing felt energized, thanks in large part to the sewing machine Shu Ying had given her.
What was supposed to be a terrible day turned into a personal sales pitch for her, thanks to the support of the people in the compound. Some even started to pay their deposits.
Besides simple items like bibs and bedding sets, Li Qingqing also wanted to make some ready-made clothes.
"I never expected so many people to like my handicrafts. Yingying, you are truly my benefactor."
Li Qingqing stood next to Shu Ying, her face beaming with a smile.
Before coming to the capital, she didn't know what her strengths were. She usually just liked to crochet sweaters. She never expected that such a small hobby could become a way for her to make money.
"Take it slow. I didn't know everyone would be so enthusiastic. Who knows, you might even open your own garment factory in the future."
Shu Ying's casual remark made Li Qingqing's eyes light up even more.
What a wonderful vision! It makes tomorrow seem even more promising.
Xie Zhiyan's attention had been focused on Shu Ying the whole time, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Shu Ying did not show any discomfort.
Yueyue and Yangyang sat obediently beside him. "Daddy, Aunt Song can also make a lot of little clothes. She even gave me a sweater yesterday."
Xie Zhiyan wore He Xu's smile. He looked in Shu Ying's direction and then noticed Song Zhaodi surrounded by the crowd.
His expression froze, and his thoughts momentarily went blank.
When Song Zhaodi smiled, her eyes and brows were very gentle, a feeling that was very familiar, almost exactly the same as her mother when she was young.
He felt his heart skip a beat, and his mother's smile from her youth flashed before his eyes. He blurted out involuntarily, "So alike."
She even resembled Xie Wanying, her biological daughter, to the point that Xie Zhiyan became somewhat disoriented and confused.
Seeing that his gaze was fixed on Song Zhaodi, Yueyue cupped her face in her hands and asked, "Daddy, why are you staring at Aunt Song? Do you think she's very pretty?"
Xie Zhiyan lifted her onto his lap, quickly turning his gaze away from Song Zhaodi.
"Dad just thinks Aunt Song looks a lot like Grandma."
Yangyang and Yueyue both looked over at the same time. They had only met Huang Meiling once before, but fortunately, it hadn't been that long, so the children still remembered her.
"It does seem a bit like her. Aunt Song looks like a grandmother without wrinkles, just like I am a younger version of my mother, and my mother is an older version of me."
Xie Zhiyan paused, looking slightly taken aback. "A younger mother, and an older me..."
Yangyang didn't understand why Xie Zhiyan was spacing out again. The yard was so lively, but his father seemed not to see it.
The adult world is really strange; I suddenly fell silent while thinking about it.
Xie Zhiyan was thinking about Xie Wanying's recent reactions. In fact, ever since he had memories, the relationship between the two siblings had not been very good.
Xie Wanying always tried her best to fight for everything he owned, but Xie Zhiyan himself was not a materialistic person, so he didn't really feel the impact of losing those things.
Furthermore, Xie's parents have always treated everyone equally, and he has never felt any favoritism. Therefore, his relationship with Xie Wanying has always been lukewarm.
But looking back now, compared to ordinary families, the two of them were really too different.
They didn't seem like siblings related by blood; they were more like strangers forcibly brought together.
"It's a pity I don't have any brothers or sisters. My parents only have me as their daughter. Sister Song is so good to me and treats the two children as her own. She has helped me a lot. I want to recognize her as my god-sister."
The words Shu Ying said in the hospital were still echoing in Xie Zhiyan's mind.
Although it was their first meeting, Xie Zhiyan could imagine what it meant for Song Zhaodi to be so good to the children, as Shu Ying had always described.
It's hard for someone who has no blood relation to a man not to have some doubts if he's sure that the two children are being taken care of so well and meticulously.
Shu Ying turned her head and saw Xie Zhiyan's unusual expression. He would frown when his thoughts were wandering. She patted Li Qingqing's shoulder to signal them to continue, and then walked over to him.
"What are you thinking about? You seem so lost in thought."
Xie Zhiyan shook his head, glanced at the two children again, and said, "It's not convenient to talk about this now. Let's go back inside and talk about it when you're not busy."
Shu Ying simply nodded without asking any further questions.
"Our daughter has recently developed a strange liking for Nezha. Comrade Li Qingqing, could you help us find one?"
Everyone made their requests, and Li Qingqing looked a little embarrassed. "I really don't know if I can do this, but I'll try my best. I'll send it to you when I've made it."
Everyone wrote down their needs on a piece of paper, and worried that since they didn't interact with each other often, Li Qingqing might not recognize them, so they also wrote down their house numbers.
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