Before Xu Mingwan could say anything, Granny Liu blushed, glanced at her son, and whispered, "Why are you selling this shameful thing? Try selling something else."

Seeing her mother-in-law and sister-in-law blushing, Zhang Xuemei couldn't help but sigh, "I haven't seen enough of them. What's there to be shy about selling underwear!"

"Minghan, take Linlin outside to get some sun."

Xu Minghan understood immediately, and without saying a word, he took the child and left.

Seeing her husband leave, Zhang Xuemei smiled and explained, "Mom, Xiaowan, don't underestimate these underwear. Putting aside the profit margin, just the fact that they're not out of season makes them better than other products."

Look, whether you're selling men's or women's clothing, there's always the issue of seasons and fashion trends! But underwear doesn't work that way. Have you ever seen anyone come in to buy underwear and ask if it's this year's new style or last year's old style? No, right? So, there's less pressure to stock up, and the profit margin is good.

Most importantly, I've looked into it, and there aren't any clothing stores that specialize in selling these things. At most, a few might carry a little bit, but it's not a significant market.

Granny Liu glanced at her and said in a low voice, "I don't care whether the clothes are from last year or the year before. As long as the quality is good and the price is cheap, I'm fine with anything."

"Oh, Mom, you're not an exception. The main problem is that I'm not very good at selecting clothes for the market. If I like something but people don't like it, won't I just be stuck with unsold stock? I think I can start with small items."

Zhang Xuemei felt that her aesthetic sense was actually not very good, and she had thought about opening a clothing store in her previous life.

But every time I see something selling well in another store, I don't like it. The things I like, they say are not selling well and give them to me at a discount.

This made her realize that she didn't have much talent in this area. But underwear is different. No matter how you make it, there aren't many variations, and people aren't that particular about the style. So this business is feasible.

Xu Mingwan seemed to be deep in thought. "Third sister-in-law, the bra you brought me before is really comfortable. The ones I bought myself before always seemed to slip down after a short time, but this one doesn't."

"This on your body? Really? I was wondering if you'd gone through a second puberty, it's gotten even bigger!"

Granny Liu looked at her daughter with suspicion, then casually touched her daughter's chest. Hmm, it was true, no padding.

"Oh my god, Mom, what are you doing!" Xu Mingwan was caught off guard and couldn't help but shout loudly, her face instantly turning red.

"Pfft," Zhang Xuemei couldn't help but laugh when she saw her sister-in-law's annoyed look.

"Third sister-in-law, look at you still laughing at me! How could Mom go so far as to touch me like that!" Xu Mingwan turned her body to the side, her back to Granny Liu, afraid that she would sneak a touch on her again when she wasn't paying attention.

"What's wrong with touching you? I've seen plenty of you when you were little. I have everything you have. Don't be so surprised." Granny Liu said with a dismissive expression.

Xu Mingwan turned her head and glanced at her mother's chest. "Mom, look at yours, they're all sagging. How ugly!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuemei's eyes involuntarily drifted to her mother-in-law's chest. Today, her mother-in-law was wearing less clothing, and it was vaguely visible that there was extra flesh on both sides of her stomach, indicating that her breasts had sagged.

When Granny Liu saw her daughter and daughter-in-law staring at her chest, her face flushed red. She covered her chest with her hands and retorted fiercely, "What are you looking at? I'm old, and I've raised six children. How can my breasts not sag?"

Xiaowan, you haven't breastfed yet. When you get married and have children, you'll end up like me. That's just how we women are.

“Mom,” Xu Mingwan pouted, tilted her chin toward her third sister-in-law, and said, “Why don’t you look at your third sister-in-law first before you say that? Look at her, she’s also breastfeeding two children, and her chest is still very perky.”

Granny Liu glanced at Zhang Xuemei, then at her own, and still stubbornly said, "How can they be the same? How old am I compared to your third sister-in-law? Besides, I have six children, while your third sister-in-law has only had two. They can't compare, they can't compare."

Seeing her mother-in-law's envious yet stubborn expression, Zhang Xuemei couldn't help but laugh, but quickly suppressed her laughter.

"Mom, I got a few bras from the wholesale market before, and I still have two that I haven't worn yet. Do you want to try them on?" I got a few last time, gave two to Xiaowan, kept two for myself, and the remaining two felt too small, so I just left them there.

My mother-in-law is thin now, so she should be able to wear it.

Xu Mingwan excitedly pulled Granny Liu to her feet and said, "Yes, yes, Mom, you should try it too. It's really comfortable. You're still wearing those self-sewn vests underneath, right? Throw them away quickly. Once you wear this bra, you definitely won't want to wear those anymore."

"I don't want it, you can keep it for yourselves." Granny Liu clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, afraid that her daughter would take them off.

“Mom, we can’t wear it. That size is too small for us. You’re thin, it’ll suit you.” Zhang Xuemei also chimed in, trying to persuade her. She couldn’t very well say that her mother-in-law’s size was too small, just like saying that a man’s size was too small, it would really hurt her pride.

Granny Liu showed a hint of interest, but asked hesitantly, "You really can't fit into them?"

“Mmm,” Zhang Xuemei didn’t say much, went back into the room and brought out two new bras, “Xiao Wan, you come into the room with Mom and teach her how to put them on.”

"I don't need her to teach me. I can wear this myself, right? Besides, this flesh-colored one is fine, but I don't want the pink one. Why would an old woman like me wear such pink?" Granny Liu reached out and took the flesh-colored bra.

Xu Mingwan dragged her mother into the room, saying as she pushed her, "You really don't know how to dress like this. If you wear it wrong, it'll be a waste. Let me help you."

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