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

Early in the morning.

Qian Yiman took a car to the city.

The first stop was to go straight to the newspaper office.

"Director, I have translated these. Please check and see if there are any problems." Find Director Huang and go straight to the topic.

Director Huang took the translation manuscript and checked it over. To be honest, it was better than his own translation.

"Little comrade, you are a very good translator and your future career is formidable! As I told you last time, this is your reward." Director Huang appreciates young people who are capable.

"Thank you, Director Huang." Qian Yiman felt excited after taking two pieces of unity.

This is the first time I have earned money through my own labor since I came here, and it has a very different meaning.

With the freshly minted notes in his pocket and the newly translated article in his hand, Qian Yiman exuded the aura of a billionaire.

The post office is not far from here. I found a remote corner where there was no one, and took out some items to mail to her family.

After leaving the post office after sending the things, Qian Yiman went to visit the department store again. Until now, she has never given any gifts to her men.

Now that she had confirmed her feelings for him, she began to be more and more attracted to him. After shopping around for a while, I didn’t know what to buy.

She simply picked out a white shirt for him and herself, and arranged it as a couple, and it was made of a very good material that was said to be popular. I spent a cloth ticket and paid another seventy yuan.

As for the rest, there is nothing I thought I would buy.

Qian Yiman happened to be hungry, so he decided to go to a state-owned restaurant to have a bowl of shredded pork noodles with pickled mustard and then go back early to wait for the bus.

She made money today, sent supplies to her family, and bought new clothes. She was twice as happy.

Walking on the road, my steps were a little brisk. Sure enough, making money makes people happy!

Counting the days, her old Comrade Yan should be back soon.

Her ideals in life are not high, as long as she has a man and a warm bed.

Sitting in the car, I admired the scenery along the way. The sunset outside the window was brilliant and red. It looked particularly dreamy today.

Unknowingly, it has been a month since she came to this world, and now she is slowly beginning to integrate here, and is getting used to having Yan Zhengting around her.

When I got home, it was empty, and Yan Zhengting still didn't come back.

In order to celebrate his first pot of gold, Qian Yiman decided to do something big and treat himself to some crispy meat.

First, I recalled the recipe I saw on Du Niang before, and then took out a piece of tenderloin from the space refrigerator. Her knife skills were unbearable, and the cut strips of meat were of different thicknesses and lengths.

However, cutting meat strips for the first time in life is still worthy of encouragement.

Add green onions, ginger slices, old wine, pepper, soy sauce, salt, MSG, and marinate with the meat strips for half an hour.

Not wanting to cook alone, Qian Yiman took out another bag of wontons from the space, preparing to eat them with crispy pork.

When the meat strips are almost marinated, mix in a flour batter, add an egg to the flour, and then wrap the meat strips and fry them, which will make them crispier and more delicious.

Heat the oil in a pan, wait until the oil is almost hot, pick it up with chopsticks, put the meat down one by one and fry it, turning them over from time to time until both sides are golden and crispy, then you can take them out.

Someone told her in her previous life that frying it again would make it crispier, but she was too lazy to make it so complicated.

Let such troublesome things be left to hard-working people.

After a while of hustle and bustle, Qian Yiman finally succeeded in making the crispy pork. Looking at the pot full of crispy pork on the table, she felt a sense of accomplishment.

She was frying and eating at the same time, and she was almost conquered by her cooking skills. When Yan Zhengting comes back, fry a pot and give him a taste, and conquer him with the crispy meat.

After bringing the short crispy pork to the table, Qian Yiman went to the kitchen to boil water to cook wontons.

One person, a bowl of wontons, and a pot of small crispy pork.

It seems to be pretty good without a man.

Qian Yiman ate it with relish, and all his unhappiness was cured.

Sure enough, the only thing that cannot be disappointed is the food.

All I have to do is hold a mobile phone in my hand and watch TV shows while eating.

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After putting away the dishes and chopsticks, I have to go to the yard to water the vegetable patch. Watering is also a laborious task.

After watering the vegetable field, it was getting dark. Qian Yiman went back to the house, took a shower, and then went to the study to translate the article.

She translated well last time, and Director Huang began to trust her, so the article she brought back this time was longer than the last time.

Qian Yiman was full of motivation and serious, and he translated directly until after twelve o'clock in the evening.

If she had taken the college entrance examination so seriously back then, she would have been a seedling from the Qingbei.

It seems that the attractiveness of the money can arouse her desire to work hard.

It was getting late and my eyes were starting to get sore. She'd better go to the bathroom and go to sleep.

Newly washed sheets smell like the sun. I don’t know who I’ve heard of before, but this is the smell of bacteria being killed.

However, this smell is really good.

Qian Yiman was lying on the bed, thinking about when Yan Zhengting would come back.

Then, I don’t know when I fell into sleep.

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