Chen Xu sighed, "Look at you, I was your former head cook, and you kept it a secret so well because of our friendship. If I had known your sister-in-law was such a good cook, I would have begged the division commander to get her a position in the canteen."

"Don't even think about it." Lu Ze coldly refused: "Working in the cafeteria means getting up before dawn every day to cook for so many people. What will happen to my wife if she gets tired?"

Chen Xu said irritably, "You bastard who has no humanity when it comes to women, can't see the dire situation my brother is in?"

"roll."

Lu Ze escorted Chen Xu to the courtyard gate and then returned to the main room.

Dinner was laid out on the octagonal table. In addition to potato shreds rolls and potato pancakes, there was also seafood porridge made by Lu Ze, steamed pumpkin with fermented rice wine, and braised ribbonfish in can.

After dinner, Lu Ze went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, while Yu Yao went inside to get two peach shortbreads and went to Song Yufeng's house next door.

"You came, but why did you bring things?" Song Yufeng said, feeling embarrassed.

Peach shortbread is not cheap. It contains flour and oil, so the ingredients are not cheap, and it is not cheap to sell.

“This is a benefit provided by our company. I still have some at home.” Yu Yao handed the peach shortbread to Song Yufeng and looked at her belly. “Your belly is so big. You must be about to give birth.”

"It's still early, at least two or three months away. You're here to pick up something, right? I've already prepared it."

Song Yufeng walked to the cabinet, opened it, and took out the items inside for Yu Yao. "Take a look and see if they fit. I've never made them before, so I don't know if I did it right."

Yu Yao asked Song Yufeng to make underwear.

When she had her period last time, her breasts were swollen and seemed to have grown a bit, so wearing just a tank top wasn't very comfortable.

So when she heard that Sister Yufeng was making clothes to supplement her family's income, she took the fabric that Wu Wanying had given her and asked her to make two pieces of underwear.

Since there was no sponge pad, she asked Sister-in-law Yufeng to use cotton. The fluffy cotton felt similar to a sponge. Although it wasn't as durable as a sponge, in an era when everyone was only wearing tank tops, having this was already quite good. What more could you ask for?

"How is it? Is there anything that needs to be changed?"

Yu Yao touched the bra and shook her head. "The size is just right, and it feels very comfortable. Thank you, Sister-in-law Yu Feng."

She wanted to give Song Yufeng some extra money, but Song Yufeng refused to accept it no matter what.

Because of the Wu family's incident, they lost a lot of money. Even though she was heavily pregnant, Song Yufeng was making clothes for others in an effort to supplement the family income.

Yu Yao was unwilling to take advantage of her, but Song Yufeng was very stubborn, "I would accept money from other people, but I can't accept yours no matter what."

Yu Yao had no choice but to give up.

The two chatted for a while. Song Yufeng saw Yu Yao holding up the bra to herself and, remembering what Yu Yao had just said about the bra's protective and shaping effects, blushed and asked:

"Yu Yao, can I have two of these bras made? I've got quite a few welts down there, probably because of the pregnancy, and it's sometimes uncomfortable. If I had this bra to support me, it would probably make me feel better."

"No problem, just do whatever you want. If any of the other ladies take a fancy to lingerie, you can take on jobs making it for them too."

Song Yufeng smiled and said, "Alright then, I won't stand on ceremony."

I've taken on a lot of work lately. Someone gave me some fabric, but I didn't have enough to make clothes. So, I made this lingerie for Yu Yao, which is perfect.

"Yu Yao, you're so clever! I don't know what you were thinking, but you actually came up with this idea. Once word gets out, I'm sure a lot of people will come looking for me. It's so useful."

Seeing that Song Yufeng was a little sleepy, Yu Yao didn't linger. She went back to her room, took a shower, and changed into new underwear.

I have to say, wearing a bra makes my legs feel firmer.

With something to hold it in place, it's not so cumbersome anymore.

She felt comfortable wearing them, but she didn't know if they looked good on her.

I'll put it on in a bit and ask Lu Ze to take a look.

It was still early, so Yu Yao sat down at her desk, took out paper and a pen, and began to organize the key points and details of today's discussion.

Once it's written, print several copies, one for each person in charge, to facilitate the work.

As I was writing, I heard the bedroom door open.

Yu Yao looked up.

Lu Ze, wearing a pine-green vest and military pants, came in while drying his wet hair, his sexy eight-pack abs still faintly visible.

"Lu Ze, you've come at the right time. I need your help with something."