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

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Children Qian Yiman and Yan Qinbei faced each other, one sitting on Yan Zhengting's lap, and the mother and son began to stare at each other.

"A little, a little, a little, a little..." Suddenly, Qian Yiman made a face towards his son.

"Giggle..." The little guy was amused by her and giggled.

Seeing the mother and son in front of her having so much fun, Yan Zhengting's eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles.

At this moment, he felt as if he had raised another child.

……

After playing with his son for a long time, Qian Yiman suddenly remembered that his man hadn't had lunch yet.

"Captain Yan, please rest in the room for a while. I'll cook you something to eat first." After saying that, without waiting for his answer, he got off his lap, opened the door and walked to the kitchen.

Yan Zhengting looked at her furious look, got up, and followed Qian Yiman out.

Qian Yiman looked around the kitchen and decided to make what she was best at. She took an egg and asked: "Captain Yan, can I make egg fried rice for you?"

Stir-frying is too time-consuming, and cooking noodles is too troublesome. Egg fried rice is the easiest.

Besides making soup, her best thing is egg fried rice.

"Okay, I like everything you cook." Yan Zhengting stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at her and said.

"Then you go and wait in the living room. I'll show you my skills later." Qian Yiman took out a bowl and started beating eggs.

After beating, she found that the amount of one egg was still a bit small, so she went to get another one and beat it in, and then she was satisfied.

When the pot is hot, pour some lard into the pot first.

When the oil is hot, add the egg liquid and stir-fry until slightly browned. Then add the leftover rice from lunch and start stir-frying.

When it's almost done, pour in some old wine, and the whole piece of leftover rice will immediately loosen up and become clear.

Finally, sprinkle a little salt, pour a little soy sauce and stir-fry evenly and it's done.

When Qian Yiman put the egg fried rice on the plate, he realized that he had forgotten to add chopped green onions.

She stood there struggling for a while, but in the end her obsessive-compulsive disorder got the better of her. In order to add chopped green onions, she poured the egg fried rice back into the pot and stir-fried it. The egg fried rice without the chopped green onions was really soulless.

Just stir-fry twice and the aroma of chopped green onion will come out.

Take the pot out of the pot again and put it on the plate. A plate of egg fried rice with full color, aroma and flavor is now completed.

"Captain Yan, it's time to eat!" Qian Yiman brought out the egg fried rice, then went to get a pair of chopsticks, placed them on the dining table, and called out to the man in the living room.

Yan Zhengting heard the sound and immediately came over with his son in his arms.

Qian Yiman took his son from his hand and urged with a smile: "Eat quickly! See how I do!"

"Ah ah ah..." Yan Qinbei's child "babbled ah ah ah" and kept trying to throw himself into his old father's arms.

When Qian Yiman saw this, he quickly held him farther away and simply sat across from the man.

I didn't eat much on the train, so I was really hungry now. Yan Zhengting took a bite of the rice and sincerely praised: "Yeah, it's delicious."

This was the first time he ate the egg fried rice made by the little woman. Unexpectedly, she made it really well and the taste was unexpectedly good.

"As long as you like it, I'll cook it for you next time." Qian Yiman felt extremely satisfied as he watched his beloved eating the food he made with relish.

She originally wanted to sit here and eat with her man, but the little guy in her arms started to make a fuss and wouldn't let her sit.

Yan Qinbei, a child, has gradually become a little willful recently. When he is awake, he likes to let his old mother hold him and walk around. When he sits down for a long time, he will cry in protest.

"Child Yan Qinbei, have you been a little too willful recently? Can't you let your old mother sit and rest for a while?"

Qian Yiman reluctantly patted the little guy's little butt, then stood up with him in his arms and walked around the room.

Yan Zhengting saw this scene and immediately speeded up his eating.

……

At around four o'clock, Qian's father and Qian's mother returned home.

As soon as I walked in, the smell of food hit my nostrils.