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

"I'm hungry......"

Qian Yiman raised his head and said to the man.

"I've already cooked it. Do you want to eat it in bed or go out?" When Yan Zhengting came back from his morning run, he had cooked red dates and millet porridge to replenish her qi and blood.

"Go out to eat out." Qian Yiman answered without any hesitation. She wanted to stay away from this place of right and wrong to avoid another misfire.

"Okay." How could Yan Zhengting not know her little thoughts and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

In the bathroom.

Yan Zhengting squeezed toothpaste on the toothbrush and handed it to her, then took a glass of water and stood by the side waiting.

When she finished brushing and was about to rinse her mouth, he immediately handed her the water glass.

This service is seamless and focused on one thing.

"You sit here, I'll bring out the porridge." He carried her to the dining table, turned around and entered the kitchen.

Yan Zhengting carried a bowl of porridge and two plates of side dishes and carefully placed them on the table.

"Wait a minute, there are boiled eggs in the pot." Suddenly he remembered that he had forgotten the eggs, so he went to the kitchen again.

Yan Zhengting peeled the egg shells very carefully, then put them into a clean small bowl and pushed them in front of Qian Yiman.

He raised his arm, glanced at his watch, and said, "Manman, I have to go to work first. Can you eat by yourself today?"

It's getting late today and there's no time to feed her.

"Don't worry, I'm not a child anymore and I have to feed you. Go out quickly and don't be late." Although Qian Yiman said this, he felt happy in his heart.

"Then I'll leave first, and you can go back to sleep later." Yan Zhengting touched her face and said warmly.

"I understand. Remember to go to the canteen to buy some sweet and sour pork ribs at noon and bring it back." Qian Yiman will never get tired of this dish no matter how much he eats it.

"Make sure to complete the mission."

Yan Zhengting adjusted his collar, opened the door and walked out.

......

When he got outside, he became the commander Yan who had restrained himself and returned to etiquette.

What a damn fate, as soon as Yan Zhengting opened the courtyard door, he saw Lao Fang coming out from next door.

Comrade Lao Fang also saw him now. He walked up to him with a happy face, patted his shoulder, and said, "Boy, this trip has taken a long time."

"Well, this mission is different..."

"I didn't see you until I came back two or three days ago. You're really becoming more and more interested in sex over friends!"

"Isn't my wife more important than you?" Yan Zhengting glanced at him, as if he was looking at a fool.

"That's not possible! Look at the proud look on your face now. I really didn't expect that the serious Captain Yan before would be like this..." Comrade Lao Fang is good at everything. Just one more mouth.

Every time I see Yan Zhengting, I always feel like something is missing if I don't say anything bad about him.

Yan Zhengting looked at him and said with a smile: "You are very idle, right?"

"I'm not idle, how about I tell you something you'd like to hear?" Comrade Lao Fang was afraid that he would be dragged into a sparring session, and he really couldn't beat me.

He had never been able to beat Yan Zhengting since he was a child, and now that he has grown up, he still can't.

"My youngest son was sick before and had recurring fevers that never got better. The person at my house said that your wife brought a pack of medicine and he was cured. To express her gratitude, my wife invites your whole family to come to my house for dinner this Friday night."

"Yeah." When Lao Fang said this, Yan Zhengting probably knew what the medicine was.

"How can you be so cold, huh?" This boy has been silent for decades, except in front of his wife.

Yan Zhengting looked expressionless and glanced sideways at him, "What else do you want to hear?"

"No, no, this is good, this is good..."

Yan Zhengting was too lazy to pay attention to him and walked forward faster.

"I heard that you only had the last pack of medicine left at home, and your wife brought it to you directly. She was really generous." His wife told him these, and Comrade Lao Fang praised: " The daughter-in-law you married is really good!"

Someone praised his wife, and Yan Zhengting finally turned his head and looked at him squarely.

"Don't be envious, not everyone has this kind of blessing." The corner of his mouth inadvertently raised a slight arc.

There was also a faint hint of pride.

At this time, Lao Fang didn’t know that this kind of show of affection is called dog food in modern times.

Seeing the worthless look on his face, Comrade Fang tutted: "Yo yo yo! That's almost it! Look at how arrogant you are! You're so proud..."