I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 538 - 533 Two - s Combined_2

Because she had also experienced such awkwardness herself.

Qiao Qingyu then took the child to Rongrong’s room and gently asked Zhou Zijiao to take off her sweater, telling her that she had the right bra for her.

Zhou Zijiao refused to take off her sweater, her face turning as red as a big apple, yet she didn’t leave Rongrong’s room. She neither opposed nor cooperated, so Qiao Qingyu understood and casually unbuttoned her own sweater to show the child.

Zhou Zijiao was slightly shorter than Qiao Qingyu, she lifted her eyes and glanced at Qiao Qingyu’s chest shape. It was beautiful, really beautiful, but also so shy.

She dared not take a second glance after the first.

At that time, there weren’t many brands of bras to choose from, but Qiao Qingyu was skilled with her hands; having bought appropriate fabric, she made over a dozen bras for all seasons. Even Fang Xiaomei, her own mother, and her sister-in-law wore bras she had made.

Seeing Qiao Qingyu do this, Zhou Zijiao no longer insisted. She lifted her sweater, let Qiao Qingyu take a quick look, then hurriedly pulled it back down. Even though they were alone, she acted as if she were sneaking around.

Although Qiao Qingyu only glanced for a moment, she roughly understood that the child was developing quite well.

Aside from the things the child didn’t know and felt aggrieved by, she probably never suffered with food at the Zhou Family from childhood until now.

For families like theirs, there was no such thing as a stepmother abusing stepchildren over a piece of meat or a bun.

In Liu Ying’s view, fussing over trifles was really unnecessary, especially since the Zhou Family was well-off and could afford to hire a nanny. Thus, she hardly ever worried about the children.

Even when at the base, the three meals a day were made by her, but her cooking was just average.

Barely passable as edible.

However, because of her brother’s presence, Zhou Zijiao rarely came here to scrounge for meals.

With her face flushed, Jiao Jiao stood in the room while Qiao Qingyu whispered to her, "Jiao Jiao, wait a moment, I’ll be right back."

Saying this, Qiao Qingyu went out. Sure enough, maybe the child was really lucky; there happened to be two bras that would fit Jiao Jiao.

Jiao Jiao had developed quite well now, but she only wore a kind of vest inside, the kind men wear for hurdling.

So naturally, she didn’t dare to stand up straight.

Even in the winter.

But Qiao Qingyu didn’t say anything; whether one’s own mother or stepmother, many girls have this problem when their breasts begin to develop during puberty. Even if they wear the right bra, they still feel that having two high-rising mounds in front is something very shameful.

She handed the bra to Jiao Jiao, telling her it was unused since it was made.

Before Jiao Jiao changed, Qiao Qingyu spoke to her patiently. Although Jiao Jiao was red in the face, some of the words really stuck with her. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

There’s a lot for adolescent girls to be aware of, particularly with how they perceive the opposite sex, and Qiao Qingyu was truly speaking with earnest concern.

Nowadays, schools have strict management, but there are still plenty of boys and girls secretly dating. Jiao Jiao was beautiful and stubborn in character, but naive and unknowledgeable in some aspects. Qiao Qingyu made sure to tell her all she should know.

After that, Qiao Qingyu knew when to stop; even if this was her own daughter, she didn’t want to nag too much and be annoying, so she smoothly exited, leaving Zhou Zijiao standing there stunned for a while. Then, shyly, she pinched the thing Qiao Qingyu referred to as a bra.

So this was what it was.

She quickly took off her sweater and put on the bra. The under part, which wasn’t made with wire, was cleverly designed by Qiao Qingyu based on the shape.

The size was just right for the current Zhou Zijiao, perfectly supporting her.

It was an unprecedented comfort. Otherwise, walking a little faster would feel indescribably shameful and awkward.

She hopped in place a few times in the room, then laughed. Wearing this was truly different from not wearing one.

The other bra was put in a plastic bag.

Plastic bags had already made their appearance, initially coming from the Southern region. Wulong Chemical Factory also imported a set of equipment from abroad and started mass-producing plastic bags.

These bags were indeed convenient, simplifying various aspects of people’s lives, but when it came to pollution, they were indeed polluting.

Yet now many people referred to these as "vest bags."