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

Two o'clock in the morning.

Child Yan Qinbei once again woke up his old mother with loud cries, and finally got a bottle of fragrant milk.

After drinking a bottle of milk, the little guy's belly was round and round. He was babbling and talking to his old mother, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

The child Yan Qinbei is now fair, plump, and very cute.

When she giggles, she looks like a little angel.

Qian Yiman squeezed his son's chubby hand and said softly, "Little ancestor, seeing how happy you are, tonight's supper is quite to your liking..."

"Ah puff, ah puff ah puff..." Yan Qinbei, a child, was waving his little chubby hands and popping bubbles, having a great time.

"Master Yan, where did you learn these bad habits recently? Please stop your bad behavior immediately." Qian Yiman said helplessly while wiping his son's saliva with a clean handkerchief.

"Ah poof...ah mommy, mommy..." Yan Qinbei's call to his mother has become clearer and clearer in the past two days, and these two words will pop out of his mouth from time to time.

When Qian Yiman was called "Mom" and "Mom" by the little guy, the heart of an old mother almost melted. She couldn't bear to continue talking about him. Just spit, as long as he was happy.

The old mother rubbed his fleshy little face and praised with a smile: "My son is awesome! Come on, call me mom."

"Mother……"

"Hey, you're so good."

As if he understood that he was praised by his mother, the child Yan Qinbei clapped his hands happily and was still giggling.

Qian Yiman teased him, with a smile on his face, and said to him: "Oh, why is my son so cute? Is it because you have a beautiful mother..."

"Mom, mom, mom, mom..." The little guy didn't know what the old mother meant, so he just kept calling his mother, looking like he was begging for praise.

"Son, son, son... awesome, awesome, awesome!" This immature mother started to play with her son, like a repeater.

The mother and son played for a while before stopping.

The child Yan Qinbei has not yet called him daddy. Qian Yiman wants to teach him early and give Yan Zhengting a surprise when he gets home.

She held the little guy's little hand and patiently taught him how to speak, "Son, come and shout after mom, dad, dad..."

"Ah~Dad~" The little guy was very cooperative this time and there was no problem with his pronunciation.

It seems that he usually doesn't know how to do it, but he is just too lazy to speak. I guess he is in a good mood right now and that's why he is so well-behaved.

"Awesome! Call me one more, Dad!"

"Ah daddy ah daddy..."

"No, dad, it's dad! Dad!"

"Ah daddy..."

"Son, let's do it again, Dad!"

"...Daddy, daddy!" The little guy paused and finally shouted clearly.

Finally taught him how to call daddy, Qian Yiman was almost moved to tears, "Son, you succeeded. My old mother is worthy of your dad. When we get home, we can secretly surprise him..."

The little guy didn't care what the old mother said, he kept shouting "Daddy" and "Daddy", and kept patting his two chubby hands, as if he was very satisfied with his performance.

Suddenly, Qian Yiman noticed that her son was getting more and more energetic, and she slapped her forehead in frustration. She had made a mistake. She should never have taught him how to speak in the middle of the night.

Qian Yiman made a silent gesture, "Come on, mommy will teach you a new game. Let's close our eyes and sleep. No talking is allowed. Shhh..."

"Ah daddy, daddy!"

Qian Yiman: "..."

"Dad! Dad!..." Child Yan Qinbei just learned a new word and couldn't stop shouting.

"Shh, be quiet."

"Dad." The little guy's big eyes rolled around and he shouted again with an innocent look on his face.

Qian Yiman was dumbfounded by his son. It was over. It seemed that he couldn't stop for a while.

Isn't this right? She shot herself in the foot.

She had no choice but to let the little guy lie on her shoulders, humming a lullaby, patting his back, and walking around the room with him in her arms, trying to coax him to sleep early.

This coaxing lasted for more than half an hour.

Qian Yiman put the sleeping little guy into the crib and gently covered him with a quilt.

Then she rubbed her sore arms and shoulders. It was really tiring to take care of the children alone at night. She once again realized the importance of her man by her side.

Usually at home, whenever the baby cries at night, Yan Zhengting gets up immediately to make milk powder. After weaning the baby off breast milk, she doesn't need to get up at all.

What should I do? She misses the man at home.