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

"Didn't you have some backbone just now?"

Yan Zhengting stopped and teased.

The two of them seemed to have returned to the time when they were children, when they would fight each other when they met in the courtyard, which was quite interesting.

"Yan Zhengting, you are too insidious. I'm afraid my brothers and sisters don't know what you are like..." Comrade Lao Fang pointed at him and pretended to be sad.

This brother of his is a bitch. Ever since he was a child, he has never taken advantage of him.

You can't talk about him, you can't beat him.

"With your attitude, I can't guarantee what you will say when you see Lao Lin tomorrow..." Treating him is not just a matter of words, it's easy.

Comrade Lao Fang: "..."

I really want to give myself a slap, so he shouldn't be so mean-mouthed and challenge him every time.

However, he couldn't help it every time.

For the sake of a man's dignity in front of his brothers, Comrade Lao Fang immediately admitted his mistake with a very sincere attitude, "Captain Yan, you sir have a lot, forget what you just said, I will reorganize the language..."

"Comrade Lao Yan, I wonder if this is satisfactory?"

"Not bad." Yan Zhengting gave him a mediocre evaluation.

Comrade Lao Fang: Is it okay? Your demands are really not low.

However, he was smarter this time and didn't say anything.

Worried that his son would catch a cold, Yan Zhengting did not dare to stay outside for too long. He left these words before entering the yard.

"Next time, if you are kicked out again, you can come to me next door. As a brother, I still have the kindness to give you a quilt..." After that, he smiled and entered the house.

Comrade Lao Fang was left there, beating his chest and stamping his feet.

Look, look, what a loss to his brother.

……

Yan Zhengting carried his son into the house.

I saw that the dishes were already placed on the dining table. They were steaming hot and the aroma penetrated directly into people's noses.

At this time, Yan Jingqiu came out of the kitchen with bowls and chopsticks, smiled and shouted: "Dad, get ready to eat!"

Yan Zhengting nodded and walked over.

Qian Yiman heard the sound and came out with a bowl of egg custard, "Where were you holding your son just now?"

When she came out just now, she didn't see the father and son in the living room.

"I walked around the door a few times and met Lao Fang and said a few words." Yan Zhengting took the egg custard from his young wife's hand with one hand and said warmly: "Manman, you go to eat first, and I'll feed him."

Qian Yiman did not refuse, because her man would definitely not let her go hungry.

She had no choice but to seize the time to eat, thinking of finishing her breakfast and changing him.

She glanced at Yan Zhengting's feeding progress, as if he was in trouble!

Qian Yiman stood up and took a look at the situation. The little guy was not very active in eating tonight. He only took one bite and played for a long time.

He is so young that he cannot be hit or scolded or scolded.

"You go to eat first and let him be hungry for a while. If you feed him later, he will eat honestly..." Qian Yiman took the egg custard from the man's hand and put it back into the pot to warm, preparing to let the little guy starve for a while before talking. .

When Yan Zhengting heard this, he thought it was true, so he didn't say anything to stop it.

Child Yan Qinbei watched helplessly as his parents walked away, sitting at the dinner table and eating with relish.

Qian Yiman picked up some of each dish and put it in his bowl, and asked: "Jingqiu made these dishes alone tonight, so I'll just cook them on the side. What do you think? Is it delicious?" ?”

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Jingqiu looked at her old father expectantly, waiting for praise.

The two people stared at each other eagerly.

Yan Zhengting took a bite and nodded in appreciation: "It's delicious, well done!"

After getting the compliment she wanted, Yan Jingqiu's eyes narrowed in joy.

Sometimes, you don’t need expensive things.

All she needed was a compliment from her father to make her feel very happy, even happier than getting a certificate at school.

Qian Yiman picked up another chopstick dish for him and said with a smile: "If it tastes good, you can eat more of it. This fried shredded pork with green pepper was also fried by Jingqiu specially for you, but I washed the green pepper..."

This dish is definitely one of Yan Zhengting's favorite dishes, and everyone in the family knows it.

The dinner ended in a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

Finally, the child Yan Qinbei, who had been starved for a while by his old mother, was quite well-behaved when he ate the egg custard.

For this, his old father and mother were deeply gratified.