Reborn As Lucky Star

Chapter 79: Chapter 79: Skills Comparable to a Tailor

Yue Qingqing could see the Qi Fortune on people.

The word “Qi” encompasses myriad aspects.

It could reveal a person’s general character, such as whether one possessed a noble energy or a harmonious temperament.

At the same time, it could also reveal short-term fortunes, whether ominous or auspicious.

Together, these aspects formed the Qi Fortune.

However, this Qi Fortune was not fixed and would change with every thought or action, instantly turning a saint into a demon, and vice versa.

Yue Xiaofang’s usual energy wasn’t very good, always showing a mass of gray-green.

Yet when she picked up a needle and thread, her energy would transform, turning from gray-green to a vibrant green, bursting with vitality and pleasing to the eye.

This phenomenon wasn’t unusual; many people are always hesitant in fields they aren’t good at and wouldn’t achieve much.

But when they switch paths, they might suddenly excel and even become leaders in their new fields.

Yue Qingqing took a few small steps and squatted beside Yue Xiaofang, watching her tailor.

Yue Xiaofang was using a charcoal pencil to draw lines on the fabric, needing no extra tools, relying solely on her Eye Power to draw the lines straight and even, as if measured with a ruler.

Yue Qingqing watched her smooth actions and couldn’t help but admire.

“Auntie, you are so incredible.”

Yue Xiaofang pressed her lips together modestly, “This is nothing, everyone in the village can do it.”

But Yue Qingqing knew she was different.

Yue Xiaofang liked Yue Qingqing and had already made her a set of ready-to-wear clothing.

Though she used the same fabric as most people in the village, what she made looked extraordinarily dainty.

She sewed a circle of dense fur around the neckline, making Yue Qingqing look adorably lovely against the snowy white.

That evening when Yue Qingqing put it on, the family couldn’t help but praise.

Zhang Ying exclaimed in awe, “Xiaofang, your hands are too clever, I’ve never seen this style of clothing before.”

Yue Xiaofang said bashfully, “I saw many children wearing these kinds of clothes when I went to the city before.”

Yue Jiannan couldn’t help but say, “You could make it just from seeing it? Sister, you could be a tailor.”

“Far from it. Tailors have family heritages in craftsmanship. I only learned from mother for a few years.”

Lin Chunju thought she was being too modest, “Everyone says that the master leads you to the door, and personal cultivation does the rest. Your skills are much better than mine.”

She recalled, “Back when our family was in its toughest times, it was you who made bridal gowns for the villagers in exchange for food.”

At that time, Zhang Ying and Wang Xiaoni had not yet married into the family and curiously said, “Really? That happened?”

Lin Chunju proudly said, “Back then, when Li Dazhong’s daughter was getting married, the bridal gown handed down in their family was gnawed by rats, so they had to ask Xiaofang to make an emergency bridal gown, and gave her two old hens for it.”

Wang Xiaoni remembered and exclaimed, “That bridal gown was so beautiful, I still remember it after all these years; it was exchanged for old hens.”

Two old hens weren’t a small price, but thinking back to how Li Xiaoya looked in her bridal gown, she felt it was worth it.

Any woman whose family could afford it would want to marry in the most beautiful attire.

A woman gets this chance only once in a lifetime.

Being praised so lavishly by everyone, Yue Xiaofang’s face turned so red it almost bled, awkwardly mumbling, “Not at all, it’s not that exaggerated.”

Yue Qingqing, wearing her new clothes, ran up to Yue Xiaofang and hugged her legs.

“Auntie, do you want to be a tailor?”

“Ah?” Yue Xiaofang was flustered, “This… I really can’t do this.”

Lin Chunju, however, suddenly felt like she had been hit on the head, “Right, Xiaofang, you’ve still got the skills after all these years, why not pick it up again?”

Yue Xiaofang was still declining, “Mom, let’s not.”

But Lin Chunju was decisive, “It’s settled then. First thing tomorrow morning you’ll go find Old Lady Zhou who lives at the village head. She has the keenest news, and you’ll ask her to help inquire if any family needs help making clothes.”