"Yes, the company's people came over after the New Year and have been busy with this. I estimate it will be another month or two before we can open."

"Sis, once the supermarket opens, I and everyone I know will come over to support you."

"OK."

The three sisters chatted for a while until the little one cried. They realized he had wet himself and quickly changed his diaper.

Looking at the diapers, Zhao Qinglan made a suggestion. "Qingju, they have those kinds of disposable diapers abroad now. I don't know if they sell them here. Even if they don't, they must have them in Hong Kong."

"Ah, diapers?" Zhao Qingju asked in confusion.

Zhao Qinglan smiled and immediately began to explain to her sister.

"Sister, are those diapers very expensive?" Zhao Qingzhu asked. They're disposable, so they must be very expensive.

"I don't know how much it cost." How much did diapers cost in the late 1980s? This really touched on a blind spot in her knowledge.

In her past life, she only learned about diapers when she was helping Wang Xiaofei take care of his children. It was almost the 21st century then, and there weren't many people using diapers.

To their surprise, they didn't need to worry about diapers at all; when Madam Sun came again, she brought a whole bunch.

It was during a phone call with her sister that Mrs. Sun heard her sister say that she needed to rush home to air out diapers, and she kept that in mind.

She was willing to give Zhao Qinglan a luxury car worth millions, so what was a few diapers for Zhao Qingju?

The three sisters could only sigh once again, realizing how wonderful it is to have a wealthy and generous aunt.