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

Next, the two people in the kitchen were busy again.

This time, though, it was for dinner.

Yan Zhengting washed and chopped vegetables, while Qian Yiman cooked. The men and women worked together without getting tired, and the four dishes and one soup were quickly prepared.

Qian Yiman took off his apron and was about to reach out to serve the soup when the man stopped him.

"Don't move, this is too hot. I'll serve it." Yan Zhengting, with quick eyesight and quick hands, took away the hot tomato and egg soup before her.

The man's thoughtfulness made her mouth curl up. She picked up the other two plates and walked out.

Qian Yiman placed the dishes on the dining table and shouted: "Jingqiu, come over for dinner! There will be your favorite tomato and egg soup tonight."

Yan Jingqiu likes scrambled eggs with tomatoes, tomato and egg soup, and any combination of tomatoes and eggs.

"Hey, here we come!"

After Yan Jingqiu heard this, she immediately came to the dinner table, but she still felt a little embarrassed when she saw the two of them.

"Eat, eat! Your dad usually cooks. Try my cooking today." Qian Yiman looked at the dishes on the table with a sense of accomplishment in his heart. "Here, give me your brother."

Qian Yiman hugged his son and sat down to eat.

"Let him sit by himself." Yan Zhengting took out the last dish from the kitchen and saw his son in his wife's arms. He reached out and hugged him, and without saying a word, he pulled the stroller aside and let him sit by himself. in.

This stroller is made of bamboo and has four wheels underneath, so it can be pushed around.

The old father's operation made Yan Qinbei, a child sitting in the stroller, stunned for several seconds before he could react.

You are really my biological father!

He didn't like sitting in it, and he wanted to cry when he pursed his lips.

Before he cried, Yan Zhengting touched his head, handed him a small tiger toy, and said, "Don't cry. Daddy will come and hug you after dinner."

Originally, Qian Yiman was ready to take him out, but she didn't expect that her silly son was really frightened by his biological father. He sat inside without crying or making a fuss and started playing with the little tiger.

In her previous life, she saw netizens saying that it was easiest for men to raise children. Unexpectedly, what everyone said was true.

Normally, that little kid would do all kinds of tricks when she was here to hold him, and would cry if he didn't hold him...

"Let's eat and let him play by himself for a while." Yan Zhengting walked to the dining table and sat down, filled a bowl of soup and placed it in front of his young wife.

He knew that she liked to have some soup before meals.

"You eat too, Jingqiu, eat quickly too and see how the food I cook tastes!" After Qian Yiman finished speaking, he personally picked up a chopstick dish for the father and daughter.

Then, he waited expectantly for their comments.

Yan Zhengting ate the dish she brought over in one bite and praised, "Yeah, it's delicious."

"Really? Jingqiu, what do you think?" A compliment was not enough, so Qian Yiman turned to look at another person.

Yan Jingqiu ate the salty food in her mouth and nodded under her expectant eyes, "Well, I think it's quite delicious too."

Then, to prove that what she said was true, she took several more bites.

Qian Yiman smiled with satisfaction, then moved his chopsticks and started eating.

The next second, I heard her suddenly say: "You two, father and daughter, are boasting quite contrary to your wishes!"

Except for the soup, the other dishes were either salty or bland. She really thought her cooking skills had improved so quickly just now.

Yan Zhengting raised his head and said comfortingly: "Manman, the saltier these two dishes are, the better they go with the meal. I like this. I can have an extra bowl of rice later."

As expected of her biological son, Yan Jingqiu also followed suit and comforted her: "Aunt Qian, the other two dishes are just a little lighter. With this combination, it tastes just right, neither salty nor bland. I think it's quite refreshing."

Qian Yiman looked at the two father and daughter in front of him comforting himself seriously, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Why do you feel like you are pampered by your own man and his daughter?

She nodded and said with a smile: "What you said makes sense to me. Since you like it so much, you are not allowed to leave the table until you have finished eating."

Yan Zhengting: "..."

Yan Jingqiu: "..."

Yan Qinbei: "Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah..." He was just joining in the fun.

"Hahahaha! Just kidding you, you can eat as much as you can, and the rest will be eaten by the rich..." Qian Yiman looked at their expressions that were speechless and couldn't hold back his laughter anymore.

In the yard, Fugui, who was lying in the doghouse after eating, suddenly sneezed for no apparent reason.