Overwhelming ladies: Poor young wives come to flop

Zhao Qingluo sat in front of the table, and there were balls of waste paper everywhere on the table, in the wastebasket, and on the floor.

Hiss——Zhao Qingluo tore up the design drawing that had just been drawn, and this is the first design drawing that Zhao Qingluo tore up.The balls of waste paper in the whole room can predict how irritable Zhao Qingluo is at this moment.

Zhao Qingluo scratched her head with both hands irritatedly. She is one head and two big now, and it is almost time to submit the deadline, but now she has no inspiration at all. college students are no different.

Zhao Qingluo grabbed the water glass on the side and poured it into her stomach suddenly, only then did she feel sober.Zhao Qingluo's state at this time is not suitable for continuing to design, and she herself understands this truth.So Zhao Qingluo got up, ready to go to see Wanzi who was still sleeping.

As soon as she stood up, she saw Zhao Qingluo's legs go limp as if her strength had been taken away. Zhao Qingluo hurriedly grabbed the stool at hand, so she didn't fall too hard.It must have been sitting for too long, and my legs went numb for a while, and I lost control.

Zhao Qingluo complained to herself, at this moment she felt that she was useless, and after a while, she slowly got up from the ground.

"Mommy mom" Zhao Qingluo just pushed open the door of Wanzi's room when she heard Wanzi calling herself.

Zhao Qingluo froze at the door. For a mother, the call of a child is the most effective plaster to arouse fighting spirit. What's more, Zhao Qingluo is still a novice mother. She really feels that Wanzi needs her.

At this time, Wanzi blinked, and there seemed to be light in his eyes.Zhao Qingluo walked towards Wanzi step by step. As soon as Wanzi in the crib saw her mother coming, she immediately stretched out her two chubby little hands to hug her.

The chubby face, the skin is like an egg that has been peeled off its shell, making people want to come forward and hug her when they see it, it is so cute.

Zhao Qingluo stretched out her arms and hugged Wanzi, who giggled.The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the mother and daughter, and Zhao Qingluo's maternal radiance became more and more intense. The scene was extremely beautiful.

"Ah! Wanzi, let go, mother will hurt." I don't know if the setting sun shone on Wanzi, making Wanzi feel uncomfortable. Wanzi cried and made noise in Zhao Qingluo's arms. Zhao Qingluo was afraid that Wanzi would bump into each other, so she hugged her. tighter.This tightness made Wanzi feel even more uncomfortable and noisy, even reaching out to pull Zhao Qingluo's hair.

Wanzi seemed not to understand Zhao Qingluo's words, and continued to pull down.This tugging suddenly inspired Zhao Qingluo.

Zhao Qingluo looked at Wanzi, and took Wanzi's hand from her hair.There was no trace of displeasure on Zhao Qingluo's face, on the contrary, she was full of joy, because she had already decided what to use as the theme of this time.

Outside the window, the setting sun gradually disappeared, and the crooked moon quietly climbed into the sky.

"Xiao Wanzi, thank you, my baby." Zhao Qingluo looked at Wanzi lovingly, and Wanzi in her arms didn't know what happened. She just watched her mother smile at her, and she smiled at her mother foolishly.

Zhao Qingluo gently put the meatballs on the bed, called the nanny, and watched the meatballs so as not to bump the meatballs.

Zhao Qingluo returned to the study, took out a blank piece of paper from the desk, and thought about how to write.

Children - this is the theme this time, and this is also the inspiration Zhao Qingluo got from the meatballs.That's right, the theme of children was used last time, so this time it has to be different from last time.

Zhao Qingluo thought about where to start, and turned to look out the window.The moonlight soaked the earth, and the stars from all walks of life came out.

The night is not peaceful.Zhao Qingluo looked out the window, thinking.

The children's theme is actually a very common theme, not to mention that the company had the same theme before.If you want to be successful and do well, you need to be different and have a breakthrough.

People say that the mother knows the child best, but for a novice mother, all this is very difficult.

Zhao Qingluo began to think from the moment she had the balls that morning sickness during pregnancy is the most troublesome thing. While throwing up, she also thought about the health of the child in her stomach, so she had to eat and make up for it. Zhao Qingluo recalled the process now. Also scalp tingling.But that process is another process worth remembering for my mother.

At that time, due to my big belly, I couldn't lie down, sit up, or stand up, and it was difficult to fall asleep at night, so I had to get up and walk around from time to time.

Although Yue Tingcheng was always by Zhao Qingluo's side at that time, Yue Tingcheng couldn't understand that feeling.

Later, when Wanzi was born, it shone into the hearts of Zhao Qingluo and Yue Tingcheng like a beam of beautiful sunshine.So, last time, Zhao Qingluo designed a series of children's themes based on the "sun".In the hearts of Zhao Qingluo and Yue Tingcheng, children are like the sunshine from the sun, shining into their hearts, it is very warm.

But what else can children use as the foundation of the design, this really puzzles Zhao Qingluo.

Only then did Zhao Qingluo suddenly realize that after giving birth to Wanzi, she was busy with work again and didn't have much time to spend with Wanzi.This is a novice mother, without giving the child too much company, it is even more impossible to understand exactly what the child really needs.

Zhao Qingluo sat for a long time, got up and lay down on the window sill, looking at the neon lights of various colors, all kinds of emotions rushed into her heart.After so long, she still can't handle the relationship between work and life well.

The first intention of a novice mother?If this is the foundation of the design, will novice mothers feel the same?
Zhao Qingluo thought about it, picked up the white paper at hand, and started drawing.Without drawing a few strokes, it became one of the many waste paper balls.

Zhao Qingluo drew and repaired, revised and revised, revised and repaired, changed paper after paper, and the waste paper piled up on the ground, but Zhao Qingluo was always dissatisfied with the design draft.

Perhaps this theme can really attract the attention of novice mothers, but more experienced mothers may find it ridiculous or even inexplicable.The more Zhao Qingluo thought about it, the more wrong she became, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was not advisable to use "original intention" as the basis for the design.

Seeing more and more balls of waste paper, Zhao Qingluo gave up on this idea. The theme of a novice mother's original intention is still not mature enough, and there is not much inspiration.

It was already late at night, and Zhao Qingluo was tired all day, but she didn't decide on a specific plan.She wanted to rest first, so she walked to Maruko's room and gently opened the door.

Wanzi was sleeping soundly on the bed, her eyelashes were long and distinct, and she was holding them with her little hands, with a faint smile on her mouth, she didn't know what dream she was having.

Zhao Qingluo patted the balls lightly, wanting to make the balls more comfortable, and gently covered the quilts, for fear that the balls would catch a cold, thinking about what time the balls would wake up the next day, and what would happen to herself surprise.Zhao Qingluo thought about it, and couldn't help but think about a lot of meatballs, and the smile on the corner of her mouth raised unconsciously.

Zhao Qingluo gently exited Wanzi's room, came to her own room, took a shower, and poured a glass of red wine. It wasn't about quitting alcohol to relieve her worries, but she kept thinking about the design draft and couldn't fall asleep. She needed something to help her sleep. Red wine , is a very good tool.

Holding the red wine, looking out the window, I don't know where my thoughts are drifting.The stars in the night sky are the only comfort in this night.

Looking at the sky full of stars, Zhao Qingluo suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought that "night" could be used as the foundation of this theme design.

Every mother, during the night of pregnancy, there will always be a period of time when the child in her stomach is tossing and cannot sleep.And after the baby was born, he couldn't sleep well at night, and he had to get up to feed the baby. Sometimes the baby cried and cried, and he had to get up immediately to put him to sleep, no matter how late it was.

Over time, mothers will automatically get up at night to see if the child is sleeping soundly and the quilt is covered.The more things to worry about, the more times you get up at night.

After Zhao Qingluo decided to use "night" as the basis for her design, she put down the red wine in her hand and trot to the study, fearing that the inspiration would be fleeting.As soon as I ran to the study, I picked up the white paper and started to work.

Design drawings one after another finally appeared in front of her eyes. Zhao Qingluo looked at the design drawings she had been working on for a long time, and was not satisfied with her plan, so she started to revise and revise, revise and revise again.

After revisions again and again, the design drawings are no longer the same, and the feeling of powerlessness swept over again.Zhao Qingluo lay on the table, feeling sad that she couldn't understand what the child really needed at the moment.

Zhao Qingluo decided at this moment that as long as she has time in the future, she must spend time with her children and enjoy family happiness, instead of just knowing how to work blindly.

The current design drawing is basically gestalt, but the overall look is more biased towards the mother's vision and taste, and does not cater to the theme of "children".

Zhao Qingluo once again encountered a bottleneck in design.Looking at the design drawing that was about to be completed but always lacking anger, Zhao Qingluo didn't know what to do.

Zhao Qingluo put the drawn blueprints into the drawer on the right hand side. The piles of waste paper everywhere showed how difficult it is for these almost successful blueprints.

After locking the drawer, Zhao Qingluo continued to return to the room, drank red wine, and looked at the starry sky outside the window, hoping to get some inspiration from it, so that the next design would go more smoothly.

At the same time, Zhao Qingluo began to miss every moment of being with Wanzi again. Zhao Qingluo felt that it was the most beautiful moment in her life. Every time she saw Wanzi, she would always be different than before.

Zhao Qingluo thought, how much it takes to go from a novice mother to an experienced mother is really impossible to calculate.For what is lost, there must be gained. Zhao Qingluo began to admire those mothers who take care of their husbands and children at home. They are great and selfless. They sacrificed themselves to complete the family.

Zhao Qingluo thinks she can't do this, but she will do her best to be a good wife and mother.

The next day, Zhao Qingluo got up early, sat at the desk, and continued to complete the design drawings that were not completed yesterday.Everything seemed calm, but it was more like the calm before the storm.