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

at dusk.

The orange sunset shines on the roof, seeming to give the entire yard a layer of warm light.

Yan Zhengting stepped into the sunset and opened the door of his house.

The only child in the living room was Yan Qinbei, who was sitting in a stroller playing with toys. When he saw him coming back, he reached out to hug him.

"Dad! Daddy!"

The little guy looked like he couldn't wait to escape from this prison, which Yan Zhengting couldn't help but find a little funny.

He came over and picked him up, touched the little guy's hair, and asked, "Where's mom?"

The little guy seemed to understand his father's words. He pointed a chubby finger at the kitchen and kept shouting, "Mom, mom..."

Seeing that he kept trying to find his mother, Yan Zhengting carried him to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Qian Yiman and Yan Jingqiu were cooking.

To be more precise, Yan Jingqiu was cooking and Qian Yiman was helping her.

"mom!"

When Yan Qinbei saw his mother, he suddenly shouted.

When Qian Yiman heard the sound, he turned around and saw his man standing by the door holding his son.

She held a potato in her hand and said happily: "Oh, our leader Yan is back! You are in for a treat tonight, Jingqiu has cooked a lot of dishes for you..."

Before Yan Zhengting could say anything, the child Yan Qinbei opened his hand and tried to rush towards Qian Yiman.

Qian Yiman was holding a half-peeled potato in his hand and could not hold him.

She had no choice but to walk over, put her face on the little guy's fleshy face, and coaxed gently: "Little clingy spirit, mom and sister are cooking. I don't have time to hug you now. Let dad play with you for a while. If you want, be good……"

After saying that, he urged Yan Zhengting to hold his son and go outside to play first, so as not to see her here and make a fuss about holding him again.

Yan Zhengting had no choice but to listen to his wife's words and honestly carried his son to the living room to play.

The two father and son were expelled from the kitchen.

The child Yan Qinbei was dishonest. He pointed at the door again and said "beep", wanting to see the outside world.

Children are always full of curiosity about the outside world, and Yan Jingqiu was also like this when she was a child. Whenever Yan Zhengting came home during the holidays, she would pester her father to go out to play.

Yan Zhengting would take her out for a walk every time to satisfy her curiosity about the outside world.

Thinking of this, he picked up the hat on the sofa and put it on the little guy, and helped him gather his clothes.

After making sure he wouldn't get cold, I carried him out.

He didn't go far, only walked around the yard twice before planning to enter the house.

However, the little guy was not so easy to deal with. When he saw his old father wanting to carry him into the house, he immediately pursed his lips and wanted to cry.

Yan Zhengting really couldn't see how pitiful he looked, he looked too much like his mother.

They were really defeated by the mother and son.

He sighed helplessly in his heart and had no choice but to carry this little ancestor and walk around outside the courtyard gate again.

As expected of people who grew up wearing crotchless pants together, the fate is so deep.

As soon as he walked outside the hospital, he met Lao Fang who had just gotten off work.

As soon as Comrade Lao Fang saw him, he immediately ran over happily and started talking mean words as usual.

"Yo ho!"

"Comrade Lao Yan, you hold this child quite decently. You are really favored when you are old."

Yan Zhengting glanced at him sideways and asked pointedly: "Last night, the wind in the yard didn't clear your mind a little bit?"

As soon as these words came out, Comrade Lao Fang immediately understood what he meant, "You, you, you... did you see it last night?"

"Well, I've seen it all." Yan Zhengting said lightly, holding his son and looking at him with a half-smile.

Last night, when he went to the yard to get a bucket, he happened to hear the sound of Lao Fang being driven out of the door by Sister-in-law Fang.

I don’t know what will happen next. Anyway, when he entered the house, Lao Fang had not entered the house yet.

This wave of counterattack had an immediate effect.

I saw Comrade Lao Fang approaching him slightly, lowering his voice and saying mysteriously: "Brother, you must keep it a secret for me! You must not tell Lao Lin, or he will laugh at me about this all my life."

Last time, he had just finished laughing at Lao Lin about being afraid of his wife, and he couldn't let him take advantage of him.

Seeing the wonderful expression on his friend's face, Yan Zhengting raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "You want me to keep it a secret?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Comrade Lao Fang nodded repeatedly, with just two words of sincerity written on his face.

"Begging me." Yan Zhengting uttered two words with a hint of ill-intention in his eyes.

"You, you, you, you! What did you say? You are my brother! You are treating me like this..." Comrade Lao Fang covered his chest in disbelief and kept talking.

He looked deeply hurt.

Yan Zhengting was used to the strange thing and was about to enter the yard with his son in his arms, "I'm going back first. I've thought about it again and again. It's better not to hide this matter from Lao Lin..."

one two three.

"Please, please..."

Behind him, Comrade Lao Fang's voice came indeed.