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

After dinner, it was still dark.

Qian Yiman was going to go out for a walk with his son, and he enthusiastically called Yan Jingqiu to join him.

Recently, the weather has started to get warmer.

There are also more and more pedestrians walking on the road.

Along the way, they met many acquaintances who greeted them.

Yan Zhengting walked in front with his son in his arms. The little boy was very well-behaved in his father's arms, and his big black eyes kept turning.

This was the first time that he was taken out by his parents to see the world outside the yard. He seemed to be full of curiosity about everything around him.

This combination of handsome men and beautiful women, plus a little doll carved in pink and jade, attracted the scrutiny of many people on the road.

It’s really not clean enough when there are so many people walking around.

So, Qian Yiman took them to a place with few people.

This was a place she discovered by accident before.

In this area, there are many landscape trees planted, and there is also a small grassland with various colorful wild flowers.

Qian Yiman put his hands behind his back and happily introduced them to the secret treasure he had discovered.

"What do you think? The scenery here is nice, isn't it?"

"Let's find a time some other time. It will definitely be nice to take pictures here during the day."

"It looks good. I'll come with you when I'm on vacation." No matter what Qian Yiman said, Yan Zhengting always answered all questions.

He wanted to spare as much free time as possible to accompany this little woman to do all the things she liked.

Qian Yiman smiled after hearing this. The man's words undoubtedly pleased her.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a small yellow flower on the roadside.

From a distance, it looks like a string of small yellow lanterns hanging on the branches.

When she got closer, she took a closer look and found that they were winter jasmine flowers.

The shy winter jasmine blooms quietly...

The petals of the winter jasmine are oval, and the golden flower bones hug the brown branches, trembling slightly in the wind, exuding a faint fragrance.

The delicate petals are tightly closed and hidden in a new green leaf, like a shy girl.

They are small and exquisite, bright and brilliant, making the surrounding area full of vitality.

"Captain Yan, let's come here another day to pick some and take them back. This is good stuff."

Without waiting for Yan Zhengting to respond, Qian Yiman began to talk about the little knowledge he knew.

"I remember it was recorded in the "Compendium of Materia Medica" that soaking winter jasmine in water has the effects of activating blood circulation and dispersing blood stasis, reducing swelling and relieving pain, reducing inflammation and diuresis..."

Qian Yiman loved reading books in her previous life. She liked to read all kinds of books. She also bought books like "Compendium of Materia Medica".

When she talked about this knowledge, she exuded a kind of confidence, and her whole person seemed to be glowing.

Yan Zhengting stood there holding his son in his arms, looking deeply at his little wife, she was the only one he could see.

Yan Jingqiu was similar, looking at her with admiration.

She always feels that Qian Yiman knows a lot of things, he knows all kinds of novel foods, can tie all kinds of beautiful hairstyles, can write novels, and also understands the medicinal properties of these flowers and plants...

Qian Yiman gained a female fan without knowing it.

At this moment, she didn't care what the father and daughter behind her were thinking. She was picking flowers with her hands.

"Come on, come on, these are the flowers I gave you. Everyone has one."

The next second, Qian Yiman turned around and walked towards them with four small flowers in his hand.

She pinned one of the flowers on Yan Jingqiu's ear and said with satisfaction: "Well, it's so beautiful!"

Yan Jingqiu was so praised that she immediately started to blush shyly.

You can't favor one over the other. If your sister has it, your brother must have it too.

Qian Yiman, with ill intentions, took another small flower and tied it on the ear of Yan Qinbei, "Our little Bei is so pretty, isn't he?"

The little guy thought his old mother was playing with him, and he laughed happily, looking silly and cute.

She also pinned one on her ear, flipped up her hair, looked at Yan Zhengting and asked, "Does it look good?"

"Yeah, she looks good." She is beautiful and charming, and I can't resist when I see her.

Yan Zhengting answered without any hesitation. This was indeed his sincerity.

Qian Yiman was extremely satisfied with his answer and smiled so much that his eyebrows were bent.

She looked at the man in front of her and stretched out his hand maliciously, "Captain Yan, you are very discerning. Since we are a family, we must be neat and tidy, so you can come with us."

Yan Zhengting looked at this mischievous little woman with helplessness.

He grabbed her little hand that was reaching toward his ear to do mischief, and moved it to her chest, "Put it here."

This is the limit of what he can do outside.

"Then I reluctantly agree to it. I won't do it again."

This was outside, Qian Yiman didn't continue to make trouble for him, and obediently put the small flower branch in his shirt pocket.

She smiled at him and said, "My man is so handsome!"

Yan Zhengting's heart was tickled by her words, and he was already thinking about how to deal with her in the evening.

Qian Yiman knew nothing about all this. She was still admiring the beauty of her man.

The man was holding his chubby son, with a sprig of yellow flowers stuck in the pocket of his white shirt, which looked very eye-catching.

If only this scene could be frozen.

At this time, Qian Yiman regretted not taking his camera with him when he went out.

"Go home."

They wandered outside for more than half an hour.

When it started to get dark, the family went home.