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

Waves of aroma wafted out of the Fang family's kitchen.

Sister-in-law Fang had just finished refining lard. Looking at the large pot of lard residue on the stove, she divided it into bowls and prepared to take it next door to Qian Yiman to taste it.

She came out with the lard residue and when passing by the living room, she called Fang Xinyu who was playing with toys, "Xiaoyu, stop playing now. Mom will take you to play with your brother next door."

Upon hearing this, the child Fang Xinyu immediately dropped the toys in his hands and followed his mother out of the yard.

Sister-in-law Fang called out from outside the yard, and Qian Yiman, wrapped in a cotton-padded jacket, quickly came out and opened the door.

He greeted with a smile: "Sister-in-law, Xiaoyu, come in, come in, it's really cold outside."

Entering the house, Sister-in-law Fang handed her the things in her hands and said with a smile: "I went to weigh a piece of suet to make lard this morning. These lard residues taste delicious, so I just thought of sending you a bowl to eat." Eat and see..."

Qian Yiman gave Fang Xinyu a piece of peach cake for him to eat. He turned his head and said, "Thank you, sister-in-law. You think of me for all the delicious food. The freshly made oil residue is so fragrant and crispy. I like it the most." Couldn't love it more."

If it’s the kind of three-layer meat with oil residue, it’s even more perfect! She had eaten it in her previous life.

Sister-in-law Fang hugged Yan Qinbei's child and teased her, "As long as you like it. This is not a very good thing. Why are you being polite to me?"

"It's a good thing for me, so I won't be polite to you. I'll go get the bowl for you..."

Qian Yiman went to the kitchen and poured the lard residue into his own bowl. He also cleaned the Fang family's bowl. "Sister-in-law, I have already washed this bowl. Remember to take it back later."

"Look, it's just a bowl. Can I wash it myself?"

"That's different..."

Fang Xinyu plays with Yan Qinbei's child. The little guy is very well-behaved.

Sister-in-law Fang chatted with Qian Yiman. Thinking that the New Year was approaching, she asked, "Yiman, are you going back to Kyoto for the New Year this year?"

"I will definitely go back this year. Last year I didn't even go back because I was pregnant, and the old man at home hasn't even met Xiaobei yet."

The child is more than ten months old. It doesn't make sense not to take him back and let his grandfather see him.

After hearing this, Sister-in-law Fang was happy, "Our family is going back too, and we can get together in Kyoto then..."

"It just so happens that I don't have any friends in Kyoto, so it won't be so boring if I have you." Qian Yiman really doesn't know anyone in Kyoto except his husband's family.

"During the Chinese New Year, Kyoto is really lively."

"It's Chinese New Year, it has to be lively and lively to have the flavor of the New Year..."

Unlike modern times, it is deserted during the Chinese New Year, and even fireworks and firecrackers are not allowed in the city.

In addition, she was an orphan in her previous life and was always alone during the holidays, which made it even more deserted and miserable...

Sister-in-law Fang sat here for an hour and then went home to cook.

Yan Qinbei's child fell asleep, and Qian Yiman put him to sleep in a small bed.

When she came to the kitchen, she sprinkled a little salt into the lard residue, stirred it evenly, and stuffed one into her mouth.

Mmm, it smells so good.

Then, I couldn't help but eat two more.

She didn't stop until she had eaten a third of it.

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Outside the window, the north wind howled.

Because it is easy to get cold when returning from the canteen during this season, Yan Zhengting usually cooks the food himself after returning from get off work.

Occasionally, Qian Yiman would prepare meals at home in advance and wait for him to come home, regardless of his objections.

Today, she is preparing another love dinner.

I looked in front of the refrigerator in the space for a while, and finally took a piece of ribs and two eggs.

We happened to have some white radish and some green vegetables at home, which Sister-in-law Lin sent to our house a few days ago.

In winter, it is still suitable to have a pot of hot soup.

The frosted white radish was very sweet and watery, and there were no crazy pesticides in this era. She chose not to peel it, just cut it into pieces and throw them into the pot to stew the ribs.

While waiting for the soup to be ready, she mixed some warm water to wash the vegetables so that her hands would not freeze.

Leave the green vegetables to be fried at the end, which makes them more delicious.