The mother and son didn’t have any common hobbies, so it ended up with Jun Xiaobao watching Ye Ranran make clothes.
Behind the office, there was a cutting room, and when Ye Ranran rembered, she planned to make so outfits for the whole family.
She had already finished Jun Mochan’s, and now it was Jun Xiaobao’s turn.
Upon learning he was second, Jun Xiaobao was extrely dissatisfied: "Mommy, you don’t love enough."
"Mommy loves your daddy the most," Ye Ranran admitted without hesitation.
She intended to grow old with Jun Mochan, so naturally, she loved him most.
"But mommy also loves you very much." Ye Ranran pinched his cheek.
So cute, her heart lted into a soft ss.
"Okay, then I won’t mind." Jun Xiaobao pretended to be magnanimous and said.
Jun Xiaobao lay on the carpet, looking up at Ye Ranran, who was squatting on the ground, cutting fabric. The evening sun cast a holy glow on her face.
The scene was so beautifully picturesque that Jun Mochan montarily forgot to move his feet.
"Daddy." Jun Xiaobao looked up, saw Jun Mochan at the door, and quickly ran towards him.
Jun Mochan caught him steadily: "Baby, you’re being naughty again."
"I’m not, I’m really well-behaved, if you don’t believe , ask mommy." Jun Xiaobao said lying in his arms.
"Who ever says they’re well-behaved themselves?" Jun Mochan laughed.
Jun Xiaobao was defiant and shouted to Ye Ranran: "Mommy, tell him, am I well-behaved?"
"Hmm, very well-behaved, like asking for ice cream, ice lollies, wanting coffee, oh, and fried chicken." Ye Ranran said slowly.
"Mommy, you’re a bad person, you said you wouldn’t tell daddy." Jun Xiaobao’s little face puffed up.
"I didn’t tell him, you asked , I just told you." Ye Ranran felt very innocent.
Having no argunt, Jun Xiaobao began to complain to Jun Mochan: "Daddy, your wife is bullying ."
"What do you an my wife, that’s your mommy." Jun Mochan laughed: "But you really want to eat ice cream?"
Thinking he had a chance, Jun Xiaobao nodded like a pecking chicken: "Yes, really want."
Did he agree? Will he let him eat?
"Hold back, even if you can’t, you have to." Jun Mochan ruthlessly crushed his hope.
Jun Xiaobao: "..." So cruel.
When Jun Mochan arrived, Ye Ranran finished her work, packed her things, took them ho, and planned to continue after dinner.
Two days later, she completed the first set of clothes, and there was news about Lan Shao.
"After he was caught that day, Fan Er sent him off to do hard labor sowhere. As for where he went, it’s still unknown." Jun Mochan shared the news he found with Ye Ranran.
"Hard labor? Mining coal?" Ye Ranran imdiately imagined a pitch-black Lan Shao.
"Not necessarily, he might be planting trees in the desert." The northern part of Country Z is covered with vast deserts, and every spring, sandstorms run rampant.
Jun Mochan invested a lot of effort to control them but still saw little effect.
So he postponed the death sentences of all those criminals and sent them there—to plant trees.
Those who did well, with high survival rates, got benefits, and those who didn’t, well, they would et the King of Hell earlier, nothing more to say.
Of course, they might be mining too, Jun Mochan sent those who sided with the Song Family to mine.
"But why would Fan Er send Lan Shao to those places?" That was his policy, not Fan Er’s.
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