1137: C1137 Looking for Needles in the Yard

C1137 Looking for Needles in the Yard

Aunt Zhao followed Ms. Lan's instructions.

She brought a box of needles over and let Ms. Lan inspect it. After confirming that it was a box of needles, Aunt Zhang took the box of needles out.

"Jun, go to the kitchen and cook a few dishes. I will get someone to watch by the side, but I can only guarantee that it will not hurt you. As for whether the dishes you cook can be eaten or not, I don't care."

Ms. Lan stood up, "I will go out and talk to Jun Che."

Although it was difficult for her to make things difficult for him, Ms. Lan dared to say that Jun Che would not shrink back. He would definitely choose to scoop needles from the yard.

Jun,... "Mom, why do you want me to cook a few dishes?"

She clearly knew that she could not see, so she could not personally cook the dishes.

Ms. Lan was silent for a while before saying, "You can't see. If Jun Che chose you, he would have to tolerate everything about you. You cannot be like a normal woman who occasionally cooked a few dishes for him to drink. Letting him taste the dishes you are cooking now is also reminding him. "

It would be best if Jun Che backed out.

However, if Jun Che wants to back out, where can she find a man worthy of her daughter?

It would also hurt her daughter's pride.

Ms. Lan was a little conflicted. For the sake of her daughter's future, she steeled her heart and followed her own plan.

If she did not dig out Jun Che's heart, she would not feel at ease handing her daughter over to Jun Che.

Jun understood her mother's painstaking efforts.

Her pretty face was a little sad.

"Jun, you can choose not to do it..."

"Mom, I will do it."

Jun interrupted her mother.

"If Fifth Brother Jun were to back out... it would not be a big deal. Before I threw myself into the relationship, he would back out and no one would be hurt. It would be good."

Ms. Lan held her daughter's hand with a pained heart, "Jun, don't worry. Mom will definitely not let you repeat my old path. She will definitely help you choose a man who is sincerely for you and make you as happy as you, Chuchen."

"Mom, I am only 20 years old. There is no hurry."

Ms. Lan sighed and did not continue to speak. After patting her daughter's hand, she left the room.

Jun Che leaned against the car and stared at the door of the main house, hoping to see that calm and beautiful figure.

Unfortunately, he only saw the servant called Aunt Hua walk out, as if she was still holding something.

Soon, he saw Ms. Lan come out again.

Jun Che immediately left the car and rushed to the front door of the villa. He grabbed the hollow door with both hands and looked forward to it.

But Ms. Lan was not in a hurry to come over.

She instructed Aunt Zhang to sprinkle the box of needles in different places. There were needles in the front and back courtyard.

After Aunt Zhao had sprinkled all the needles in the box, Ms. Lan walked over.

"Ms. Lan."

Jun Che called out in a fawning manner.0

"Jun Che, do you want to see Jun?"

Jun Che nodded.

"Do you want to eat the food Jun cooked?"

Jun Che was pleasantly surprised. He thought that Ms. Lan had agreed for him to pursue Jun. He nodded his head repeatedly and said, "I want to eat it. I want to eat the dish that Jun personally cooked even in my dreams."

After he finished speaking, he asked, "Ms. Lan, Jun can't see it. Can it be cooked?"

"Quickly tell her not to cook. Don't hurt herself. I'm not a picky eater and eat everything."

"Not picky about food? I heard that Fifth Young Master Jun has the most picky mouth among the eight sons of Jun Family."

Ms. Lan touched Jun Che's old bottom.

Jun Che smiled and said, "That was before today. After today, I will not be picky about food. I will eat everything."

"I just asked someone to sprinkle a box of needles in the yard. There were not many needles. There are only ten needles in total. I asked you to come in. As long as you find the ten needles before dinner. I will let you stay for dinner. You will eat the dishes that Jun personally cooked. "

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