Stepmother from 1970: Uncle holds her in his arms and dotes on her day and night

"Well, come and get it."

Yan Zhengting wanted to hand over the naming rights to her.

"really?"

"Really, you worked so hard to be born, so you should come and get it."

"Then let me think about it..."

Qian Yiman thought for a moment.

"Yes, rigorous? How about it?"

Yan Zhengting: "..."

"Too perfunctory."

"So, serious? Severe?"

Yan Zhengting looked at her with a half-smile, "What do you think?"

Qian Yiman smiled sheepishly, "Hey, it doesn't sound very lively. I'll think about it again, think about it again."

One minute later.

Qian Yiman became impatient, "Forget it, I'll teach you, I'm not suitable."

Yan Zhengting said helplessly: "Manman, less than five minutes have passed."

Qian Yiman: "..."

"Then let's think about it tomorrow."

Yan Zhengting laughed softly and said, "Leave it to me."

"Okay, okay." Qian Yiman was waiting for him to say this. She was really a waste of names.

Now, all that comes to her mind are modern Zixuan, Haoxuan, Zihan, Zichen, Haochen...etc.

……

At night, the child sleeps in the crib by himself.

Qian Yiman felt that not long after he fell asleep, the child cried. As soon as Yan Zhengting heard the cry, he got up and hugged her, and she lifted up her pajamas in a daze to feed him.

After feeding, I continued to sleep, but less than three hours later, the little cub cried again. Yan Zhengting still got up to hold the baby, while Qian Yiman was so sleepy that he had to close his eyes to feed the baby.

He thought he could sleep until dawn this time, but within three hours, Qian Yiman's big boy was crying for milk again. Yan Zhengting reacted quickly. He first changed his son's diaper and then carefully placed him next to Qian Yiman.

"You are really good at eating. Do you know that your parents are going to die from you?"

Qian Yiman looked at the little thing in his arms who was focusing on sucking milk with a gentle look on his face. He loved and hated it at the same time.

"I asked my mother and found that children under three months old usually have to stay up three or four times at night." Yan Zhengting is very foresight and has learned parenting experience from two mothers.

"Ah, being a parent is really not easy. After a few months, will both of us be bald..." Qian Yiman looked at the dark circles under the eyes of the two people and said with a smile.

"I don't have a problem, I just feel sorry for you and you are too tired. How about weaning this kid and letting him drink milk powder." Although milk powder is not easy to buy, he has a way to get it.

"No, no, I've asked the doctor. The physical condition of a child who is breastfed will be much better. He must be fed for at least ten months."

Qian Yiman thought about it, but still couldn't bear to do this to his little cub. A woman who gave birth to a baby was indeed full of maternal love.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. If one day you feel too tired and don't want to continue feeding him, we can wean him at any time. Don't wrong yourself. "

"Well, I'm not wronged, I'm his mother." Looking at the little guy in her arms, she felt that she couldn't love him enough.

Seeing his young wife holding her son, full of maternal glory, Yan Zhengting kissed her hair.

After all this trouble, the couple didn't fall asleep again until five o'clock.

……

Early the next morning.

Yan Zhengting went to work with dark circles under his eyes.

Qian Yiman originally wanted to sleep in, but half an hour later he was woken up by his big boy crying.

Listening to his continuous crying, she could only struggle to get up and go to the crib to hold him.

Holding him and sitting on the bedside, he lifted up his clothes and said, "My dear, why are you crying again? Do you know that your mother is so sleepy that I'm going to faint?"

The little guy who was struggling to feed naturally couldn't understand her thoughts. At this moment, there were a few tears hanging on his long eyelashes, and he looked extremely pitiful.

Qian Yiman's heart suddenly felt so weak that he picked up a clean handkerchief and gently wiped away his tears.

After he had eaten and drank enough, Qian Yiman changed his diaper and did not let him go back to the crib. He directly put him to sleep beside him.

In this way, when he cries later, he doesn't have to get up specially. He can just lie down and lift his clothes to feed him directly.

Focus on one, saving time, effort and worry.

It has to be said that lazy people have their own tricks.

……

After lunch.

Because he was tortured by his son last night, Yan Zhengting also rarely came to the bedroom to take a nap.

When I woke up, I immediately felt energized and I had made up for the lost sleep.

The little wife next to him was still sleeping soundly. Yan Zhengting put his arms around her waist and looked deeply at her sleeping face...

Never feel tired at all.

"Well……"

Qian Yiman woke up with a cry.

Looking at the man beside him, he took the initiative to go over and hug him, full of attachment.

Yan Zhengting was very pleased with his young wife's closeness to him.

He patted her back and said, "Manman, I have thought of a few names, you choose one."

Yan Zhengting touched the bedside table and handed her a piece of paper, "Open it and take a look."

After listening to his words, Qian Yiman opened it curiously.

Yan Jinheng and Yan Qinbei, two names.

"No need to think about it, I choose Yan Qinbei." Qian Yiman fell in love with him at first sight.

"why?"

"There are few words. When you start writing in the future, you can save time by writing your name."

In fact, Qian Yiman chose this name just because the three characters Yan Qinbei are more like the name of the male protagonist in the novel.