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

Hear the emotionless voice of the old father.

Yan Jingqiu felt extremely guilty and said hurriedly: "No, it's nothing. I'll go back to my room to do my homework first..."

After saying that, he handed the child Yan Qinbei back to Qian Yiman for a hug, then took his schoolbag and ran away.

Qian Yiman hugged his son and laughed until he couldn't stop laughing.

"..."

Looking at the two strange people, Yan Zhengting was confused, "What are you talking about? So happy."

"I didn't say anything. Am I happy?" Qian Yiman stopped the smile on his face and pretended to be dumbfounded.

"Really?" Yan Zhengting looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Well, not really."

Qian Yiman nodded, but still refused to admit it.

It must be a secret between girls. Seeing that she didn't tell her, Yan Zhengting didn't ask any more questions.

He touched the little woman's head, took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to go into the kitchen to cook dinner.

Yan Zhengting did everything very quickly and neatly. It didn't take long for him to finish two dishes and one soup.

He was just about to go out with the food.

When I turned around, I saw two tomatoes left on the shelf. Thinking of Yan Jingqiu's favorite food, I beat two more eggs and made a special dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Qian Yiman stood in front of the dining table and shouted: "Jingqiu, it's time to eat! Your dad made you scrambled eggs with tomatoes!"

"Hey! Here we come!"

When Yan Jingqiu heard the call for dinner, she put down her homework and walked out immediately.

The family gathered around the dining table to eat dinner, and the scene was very warm.

Poor our child Yan Qinbei, he can only sit in the cart smelling the aroma of the food and drooling.

"Son, you play by yourself for a while, and then I'll feed you egg custard after mom finishes eating." Qian Yiman gnawed on the fragrant ribs, turned his head and said to the little guy.

Feeding takes a long time, so it’s better to feed yourself first.

Yan Qinbei: You are really my good mother.

Served with her favorite tomatoes and scrambled eggs, which were also fried by her father, Yan Jingqiu ate two bowls of rice in a row, and she was still a little bit unsatisfied.

But I was so full that I didn’t dare to eat more.

"Aunt Qian, is the egg custard in the pot? Let me feed my brother the egg custard first." She had already fed him twice before, so she was considered experienced.

At this time, Qian Yiman was chewing on the sweet and sour pork ribs and was reluctant to let go. "Yes, it is warming in the pot. Then your brother will leave it to you. I will eat some more."

"No problem, I'll go right away!" Yan Jingqiu looked excited.

He went to the kitchen to bring out the egg custard, pulled up a small bench and sat in front of the cart, feeding his little brother sip by sip, and wiping the soup stains from the corners of his mouth from time to time.

The child Yan Qinbei ate very dishonestly. He played with toys for a while before taking a bite of egg custard.

Yan Jingqiu was not annoyed at all and acted very patiently.

While Qian Yiman was chewing the ribs, he occasionally glanced at the two siblings and said with emotion, this sister is really patient and careful.

Seeing that the little woman only ate half a bowl of rice again, Yan Zhengting felt a little headache, so he discussed it: "Jingqiu has already eaten two bowls, do you want some more?"

The implication is that Jingqiu has eaten two bowls of rice, are you embarrassed to only eat this little?

Someone who was munching on the ribs shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I'm full..."

Yan Zhengting looked at the ribs that she continued to chew on, and couldn't help but ask her: "Since you are full, what happened to the ribs on your hand?"

Qian Yiman: "..."

She paused while chewing the ribs, then took another bite, and said without blushing, "That's different. It's so easy to get full after eating. As for vegetables, even if I'm full, I can still eat a little more... …”

This has been the case throughout her two lives. Although she didn't eat much, she ate quite a lot of vegetables.

It's like, when you have a full meal, you can always have some snacks.

Listening to her nonsense, Yan Zhengting was helpless and had to give up the idea of ​​letting her eat more food.

There is no way, this little woman cannot be beaten or scolded.

He spoiled his own woman, so he picked two more meaty ribs and put them into her bowl.

Afraid that she would eat too much, he filled some soup and pushed it in front of her, his eyes full of doting.

"Thank you, Commander Yan."

After saying that, Qian Yiman picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup. She was very touched by the man's thoughtfulness.