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A group of girls looked at each other, their eyes focused on Yu Jiaojiao's breasts.
They thought Yu Jiaojiao¡¯s breasts looked particularly different, and they privately discussed whether they were particularly hard. But now they heard from Yu Jiaojiao, did she wear a bra?
The unmarried girls blushed a little.
The married daughter-in-law doesn't mind very much: "Is this what you are wearing now? Is this called a bra? Did you make it yourself? I said you look very different, so that's the case."
"Yu Jiaojiao smiled: "Yes, this thing has no other benefits, it is to prevent our breasts from shaking around when we work."
"The smaller ones are nothing. Think about those girls and sisters-in-law with big breasts walking on the street, especially when they make big moves, they always sway, and those stinky men, young and old, whistle and make noises. Are you annoyed? "
"Absolutely. Every time I hear them booing, I want to tear their mouths apart."
"That's right, Chun Xing is afraid to go out because she is always scared by laughter. She stays at home every day and is bored to death."
The voices of the eldest girl and the young daughter-in-law were chattering, but Yu Jiaojiao didn't feel the noise at all.
"Actually, there is another advantage. If there is a little padding inside, wouldn't it become bigger when it is originally small?"
The eyes of a slightly flat-chested daughter-in-law immediately lit up: "This is great! The bad guy in my family always says that my baby is small because of my breasts. My child didn't get enough milk when he was a child. That's bullshit! He just dislikes my mother's small breasts. Wait for me to fix them." I'll see what he says when I put this on."
"That's right, my man always says that I'm as thick as a man. When I put it on, he won't say that I look like a man."
Old girls don¡¯t quite understand the pain of married women, but just like men compare themselves to each other, girls also compare themselves to each other, and the younger one is always the more depressed one.
Yu Jiaojiao smiled mysteriously and waved to everyone. Everyone immediately came closer and pricked up their ears to listen.
"Actually, this thing is better for women who have given birth to children, especially those who have grown too big, because the baby has long been hanging down like a cloth bag after feeding. Whoever looks at it is disgusting, but wearing this thing, clothes With a mask on and a straight waist, who can tell whether you have given birth to a child or not?"
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Even married women who dare to speak pornographically with men regardless of their sex life feel a little burned in their faces.
"Yes, you can touch it out at night"
Yu Jiaojiao hates that iron is not made of steel: "When the lights are turned off at night, what do you care about him? You didn't blame him for his old bark, so why should he blame you? Besides, we are all still young. If we put it on earlier, we can defend ourselves earlier. , if they are like aunts in their forties or fifties, they won¡¯t be happy if you let them wear them, they are used to it, but we can get better, so why do we have to be like them in the future. "
This is true.
A group of big and small women nodded thoughtfully.
Their greatest asset is their youth. The ones with big breasts are a little worried about this, and will be worried about it in the future.
¡°I¡¯ve never seen anyone¡¯s baby droop like a bag just after breastfeeding.
"Then, when will you show us?"
Yu Jiaojiao looked at the two parts of her garden and was a little worried: "Wait until I finish picking the vegetables, otherwise they will be wasted when they are old. It's time to dry some vegetables or pickle some pickles, and wait until winter to get hungry."
Yu Jiaojiao took a vegetable basket, but found that she still underestimated the yield in the field. At least two more baskets could fit it. There were several gourds, eggplants and pumpkins that she had to pick quickly. If she didn't pick them, she would be old. .
Those people were eager to see what the bra Yu Jiaojiao said looked like, and they all took out the things they had brought, including baskets and baskets:
"You are slow to pick it, let me pick it for you."
"I'll help you pick it for a while, I'm quick."
"My basket is big, put it in my basket."
"I've also pulled two lettuces, give them to you too."
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So these women picked all the land in Yu Jiaojiao¡¯s house in less than a minute. When she went back, there were a lot more vegetables that were not planted in his house.
When they got home, the women were also very confused, urging Yu Jiaojiao to take out the pickle jars and dustpan mat books (specialized for drying things), wash them, pick them, and some people went to their houses to get their own kitchen knives.
Yu Jiaojiao¡¯s task is to get salt, pepper, and Sichuan peppercorns.?A group of women quickly finished it for her without her having to do anything.
The cucumbers are pickled and everything else is cut and dried.
Yu Jiaojiao was stunned by everyone's astonishing speed, but she didn't hesitate.
After everyone washed their hands, she took everyone into the house.
Qiu Fen was a little surprised when she saw Yu Jiaojiao actually taking her to the east room: "Ah, why are you sleeping here?"
This was the first time someone came to the house since Yu Jiaojiao and Zhao Pengcheng got married, so much so that she forgot that she and Zhao Pengcheng were still sleeping in separate beds. She didn't know how to answer for a while.
But someone came to the rescue immediately, and someone slapped her:
"What's all the fuss about? What's wrong with sleeping in separate beds? It's so hot here. I kicked my horse Liu to sleep in the yard early. I don't believe you are still having sex with your man on such a hot day? Is it hot yet? ?ah?"
The unmarried girls all blushed, and the married daughters-in-law all snickered.
Yu Jiaojiao was speechless. She didn't even have time to think about it: "Okay, okay, why don't you look at your clothes?"
"Look, look, why don't you look at it? Jiaojiao, take off your skirt and let us take a look."
"Yes, yes, I'm too fat to try it. These two Ni'er are both thin, let them try it."
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Yu Jiaojiao really didn¡¯t want others to wear her clothes, but in order to open up the market, she had no choice but to admit it.
As soon as her skirt was taken off, a group of women screamed in surprise, and some of them even touched her breasts.
"Oh, why are you still wearing this bra? It turns out you are so big."
"Your bra looks really good, are you so worried about it? I see there are marks all over your body."
"But wearing this is really different. The key is that it doesn't cost any fabric."
"That's right, it's a palm-sized piece of fabric that can't be squeezed out anywhere."
Yu Jiaojiao was exhausted mentally and physically. She felt that someone took the opportunity to pinch her waist and buttocks.
Oh shit.
It doesn¡¯t matter if you just think that they are all women, and you have forgotten that women are not as good as men when they are lustful.
She quickly put on some old clothes, and these excited women finally sobered up a little.
Several people turned over this dress and studied it over and over again, and sighed:
"Jiaojiao. What do you think is going on in your head? Sure enough, people who have studied are different."
"This skirt is so beautiful. Jiaojiao, did you sew it by hand? The stitches are so small and well-proportioned."
Chunqin was a little embarrassed.
Although Yu Jiaojiao didn¡¯t wear this skirt very much, it actually pinched her waistline a little. Chunqin has a bucket body shape and is relatively thick, with the top and bottom being as thick as each other. She gestured with the skirt on her body and couldn¡¯t help but sigh:
"It's okay for you all to be thin and wear skirts, but for me, who is fat, I can't wear this skirt even if it's ready." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com