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

the next day.

This was Yan Zhengting's last day at work years ago.

He got up very early as always, and after washing, he didn't forget to go into the bedroom and secretly kiss the little woman he loved.

When he wanted to open the door and go out, the child Yan Qinbei burst into tears and loudly announced that he was awake.

Yan Zhengting reacted immediately, walked over and quickly hugged him.

Then, he glanced at the little woman who was sleeping soundly on the bed. Fortunately, he didn't wake her up.

As soon as the little guy got up, Yan Zhengting took him to the bathroom to pee, then took the little guy's special towel and wiped his face with gentle force.

Not even letting go of the eye droppings in the corners of his eyes.

Qian Yiman cut a piece of cotton gauze and made this towel by himself. It was also embroidered with two small yellow flowers. Although the stitching was rough, it was full of childlike charm.

At the same time, it also expresses the maternal love of the old mother.

After washing his face, the little guy hummed and hummed in his arms, probably because he was hungry.

Yan Zhengting didn't feed him anything else, and decisively made him a bottle of milk powder. It was so early in the morning that it was easier to drink.

After eating and drinking enough, the little guy clung to him and refused to sit in the stroller. Yan Zhengting was helpless. It was not convenient to cook noodles, so he had to carry his son to the canteen to buy breakfast.

When Yan Jingqiu opened the door and came out, Yan Zhengting was sitting at the dining table drinking porridge and steamed buns with his son in one hand.

"dad."

"Well, go brush your teeth and wash your face and come eat."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..." Unlike his old father, Yan Qinbei's way of greeting was quite enthusiastic.

Yan Jingqiu's heart was almost melted by her little brother's cuteness.

She speeded up, brushed her teeth, washed her face, touched the little guy's chubby little hand, and then sat down to eat.

After breakfast, the little guy still clung to his old father and refused to leave. Yan Jingqiu was teasing him. The two siblings, who were more than ten years apart in age, were having a great time.

Seeing the warm atmosphere between the two children, Yan Zhengting had a clear smile in his eyes, and his stern features softened a bit.

It's almost time to go to work.

The little guy didn't want to be hugged by his sister. He grabbed his old father's clothes hard and refused to let go. His big black grape-like eyes were innocent and innocent.

Seeing this, Yan Zhengting's heart felt soft, and she stroked his soft hair with her big hands, coaxing him patiently, "Be good, play with your sister for a while first, and then I will hug you when dad comes back from get off work..."

After saying that, Yan Zhengting carefully took away his son's hand and handed it to his daughter to hold.

The little guy was about to cry. Yan Jingqiu quickly took a toy and coaxed him to play with it.

I heard that fish’s memory is only seven seconds.

For such a tiny kid, his memory is not much longer than that of a fish. As expected, he was attracted to the toy and gradually forgot to cry.

Seeing that he was coaxed, Yan Zhengting put on his hat with confidence and went out to work.

……

Maybe it was the New Year that was about to come, and Qian Yiman was in good spirits because he was infected by the festive atmosphere and got up early.

She got out of bed and put on her slippers. As a habit, she walked to the crib first to look at the child.

? ?

There was no one inside. He probably woke up early and was carried out by Yan Zhengting.

Qian Yiman opened the bedroom door and immediately saw two siblings, Yan Jingqiu and Yan Qinbei, sitting in the living room playing with a small tin frog.

However, her men were not seen.

The two siblings were having so much fun that they didn't notice her coming out.

She walked over and asked, "Jingqiu, where is your father?"

"Aunt Qian, dad went to work and just left the house."

Qian Yiman raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It turned out that it was already getting late.

...In this way, she is still the latest one to get up in the family.

Feeling a little hungry, she stretched and went to brush her teeth and wash her face.

After having breakfast leisurely, Qian Yiman coaxed the little guy to sit in the stroller and play by himself.

Then, she and Yan Jingqiu took the cut window grilles to decorate the doors and windows.

On the front door and bedroom door, there are inverted blessing characters, and on the windows there are window grilles in the style of Pisces playing lotus and wealth and flowers blooming.

With such a simple arrangement, the whole house looks warm.

Qian Yiman went to the bedroom and took out his baby camera, and asked Yan Jingqiu to hold Yan Qinbei's child and sit on the sofa to take a photo.

I also deliberately illuminated the bright red window grilles on the windows, which was very festive.

Compared with before, Yan Jingqiu was much more active in front of Qian Yiman now. She stood up and took the initiative and said: "Aunt Qian, let me take a picture of you and your brother."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you."

Qian Yiman hugged his son, sat on the sofa, and showed a bright smile to the camera.

The child Yan Qinbei sat in her arms, twirling his fingers innocently.

Yan Jingqiu pressed the shutter, and the picture was frozen at this moment.