On the weekend, Li Manjun drove Sister Zhou and her daughter back to her parents' house to eat blood sauce duck.

Zhao Yong was busy, so he could only go home at night to listen to his daughter's hands and feet, and vividly describe to himself how delicious the blood sauce duck made by his grandmother was.

Although she was in tears, her mother gave her two duck wings, and she finished eating.

Now that the second daughter is in Haishi, and the youngest son is far away in the northwest, there are only Li Dawei and his wife left in the family.

When Li Manjun left, Wang Xiaojuan kept shouting that she would bring her back every year when she was free, and she would make something to eat.

Li Manjun understood the emptiness and loneliness of his parents, and promised that he would go home for dinner when he had time.

It's just that when they left, the husband and wife still stood at the intersection and sent them for a long time, until they couldn't see any trace of them, and then they turned back and went home.

Li Manjun never felt that her parents showed signs of aging before, but when she came home this time, she suddenly found that her father's sideburns were a little more silvery, and the wrinkles at the corners of her mother's eyes were also deep.

After Li Jianjun went to the northwest, he could only call home once a month, and he couldn't speak for five minutes each time, but he said that the time was up and he was going to train.

However, the young man's tone sounded good, he didn't shout bitterly and tired, and he should have adapted well.

Li Manjun is very relieved of his younger brother, there is no war now, and it can be said that it is the best era to be a soldier.

The underwear Zhong Xueli asked for was made quickly, and Li Manjun went back to Shi Nan Town again, and deliberately stayed in his mother's store at noon, and ate a bowl of noodles with her before going to Li Lanfang to get the goods.

Things are done well, Li Lanfang's skills are still okay, Li Manjun looked at the twenty pieces of underwear carefully packed in the basket, the workmanship is exquisite, the cutting is good, the wiring is neat, the thread is all processed, and there is not a single miscellaneous thread in sight.

Li Lanfang said embarrassedly: "My aunt told me that these clothes were made for Designer Zhong, so I made them very carefully and carefully, but I don't know if she will be satisfied with this kind of craftsmanship."

As soon as she spoke, Li Manjun saw her careful thoughts, she was a little surprised, but it was more of a surprise that she had finally opened her mind.

"I think she'll be satisfied." Li Manjun winked at his cousin, "If you keep maintaining this quality, or even do better than this, you can do Sherry's clothes too."

Li Lanfang's eyes were instantly lit up and shone brightly.

Li Manjun packed the underwear and took it back to the city, and went directly to Zhong's house to deliver it.

Zhong Xueli can already get out of bed and walk around, she is also a workaholic, she can start in the field, and the phone at home has never been put down.

The confinement lady can't persuade her, so she can only tell Lu Shengming and let Lu Shengming persuade her that the woman must sit well in confinement, otherwise she will get old with various sequelae.

When Li Manjun arrived, Zhong Xueli was sitting on the balcony, with an easel in front of her, a pen in her hand, looking for inspiration on the blank paper.

At this stage, the baby sleeps when he is full, the home is very quiet, and the two aunts walk quietly.

Li Manjun put down the bag and went to look at the cute baby with his aunt first, as if he saw his daughter when she was a child, her mother's love couldn't help but overflow, and she looked at it with pity for a while.

Zhong Xueli came to the door of the baby room at some point, leaned on the door frame, looked at Li Manjun's flood appearance that was so soft that she was about to melt into water, the corners of her mouth were lightly raised, her eyes flashed, and she had a very good idea.

Sherry's women are not only urban beauties, but also mothers and mothers.

And what kind of clothes does mom need?

They need to be beautiful, but they also need to be comfortable.

"Li Manjun, you are my source of inspiration." Zhong Xueli suddenly spoke, and smiled softly at Li Manjun with a numb face.

Li Manjun shuddered, and in the summer, goosebumps rose.

The two left the nursery and came to the living room to check the results of Li Lanfang and the employees who worked together for five days.

Basically in line with Zhong Xueli and Li Manjun's assumptions, the two glanced at each other, and tacitly glanced at each other's necks, and put their hands on their chests to compare, about the same.

"Let's try it together?" The two asked in unison.

Li Manjun sneered and asked her where the bathroom was, Zhong Xueli pointed to the location, and the two of them each took their underwear to try it on.

Li Manjun has worn it before, but it is a low-profile version, which is more loose and casual.

Now this version, the materials are the most intimate comfortable fabrics, and the cutting workmanship is more compact and exquisite, which can be held and structured.

Because it is about the same size as Zhong Xueli, Li Manjun feels that the comfort is still there, and he is not strained, so he tried to fill the absorbent sponge flakes, turned on the faucet and got some water to try, the water absorption is average, but it is better than what she used before, I don't know how many times.

Unfasten the hidden button, both hands are okay, and one hand is a little difficult.

After trying it on overall, Li Manjun gave it a score of seven.

Zhong Xueli got more surprises because there was no comparison, and she didn't want to take it off when she put it on.

She is also a casual person, and she comes out directly by dressing, because there are no men in the family, they are all women, who doesn't have it, it's not unusual.

When she used to be a model, she dressed more exaggerated than that.

Watching Zhong Xueli and Li Manjun, you touch me and I touch you, they discussed how to dress comfortably and how to improve better, and demonstrated it from time to time, directly revealing a large piece of spring light, and the two aunts looked at it blankly, and their jaws were about to fall.

However, the bold research of the two still has an effect, Zhong Xueli feels that this underwear can be opened separately in a series, continue to improve, and make a size suitable for more mothers.

"Your cousin's factory ......"

Li Manjun corrected, "It's my cousin, Li Lanfang."

Zhong Xueli said seriously: "Our studio is going to open a single underwear line, can your cousin's factory follow?"

Li Manjun asked, "Do you think the quality of their factory meets your requirements?"

"Not bad, sort of." She is very demanding, and this evaluation is already very good.

Fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders, of course Li Manjun wants to help Li Lanfang take down this big order, relying on the golden signboard of Sherry, the small factory of his sister and brother-in-law's house, maybe it will get up all of a sudden.

Although Zhong Xueli is still not sure whether this underwear can be a big seller, Li Manjun knows that it will be popular.

In this environment where there is a lack of underwear styles and the dilemma of female shame has not been completely solved, nursing underwear is simply the savior of thousands of mothers!

She doesn't know about others, anyway, a working mother like herself definitely needs a piece of underwear like this.

Anyway, Sherry makes money, and she, as one of the shareholders, can also make money, and she must actively promote the business of Sherry and Li Lanfang Garment Factory.

Zhong Xueli looked at Li Manjun's wealth obsession, sighed twice, and reminded her: "I haven't finished my confinement yet, I'll leave the development and production of this underwear to you?"

The smile on the corner of Li Manjun's mouth froze, and he immediately took the bag and waved his hand, "Bye-bye."

The old lady just wants to lie down and make money, so she slipped away!

Shirley Chung: "......"