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

In this era, the way people express their emotions is relatively reserved.

So, when they reached the corner of the stairs, Qian Yiman withdrew his hand from the man's hand without leaving a trace.

However, this small gesture between the two was still noticed by Yan's father and mother who were sitting in the living room reading the newspaper.

The old couple tacitly smiled at them and said, "Manman, wake up. Mom has cooked your favorite red dates and millet porridge..."

While talking, Yan's mother stood up and hugged her grandson, "Zhengting, Xiaobei asked me and your dad to take him with him first. You go and have something to eat with Manman first."

After hearing this, Qian Yiman smiled and said, "Thank you, Mom."

"You guys go and eat quickly. Don't worry about Xiaobei. I made him egg custard so he won't be hungry..."

Since his son didn't have to worry about the two of them, Yan Zhengting went directly to the kitchen and filled out two bowls of red dates and millet porridge. He also fried two poached eggs for Qian Yiman as a side dish, and he himself had a few leftover dumplings from yesterday.

"Hmm...it smells so good." Qian Yiman sat at the dinner table, biting into the crispy poached egg, his face full of happiness.

"As long as you like it." Yan Zhengting saw the oil stain on her mouth accidentally and took out a handkerchief to gently wipe it away for her.

Seeing his little woman eating so happily, Yan Zhengting was actually no less happy than she was.

Qian Yiman stopped eating and looked at him wiping the corners of his mouth without blinking, with little stars in his eyes.

Suddenly, she glanced in the direction of the living room, lowered her voice slightly, and praised: "Comrade Lao Yan, what should I do if I look at you so close, you look better..."

"It's good if I can attract you." Yan Zhengting curled his lips and chuckled. He knew that this little woman liked good-looking people.

This gentle gaze made Qian Yiman's heart beat faster, "Hey... it's great that such a good-looking man is mine."

Her words succeeded in pleasing Yan Zhengting. He stretched out his hand to rub her soft hair and said with a smile: "Well, it will always be yours. You have to keep it and never throw it away."

"How can I be willing to start chaos and give up? You are a good man that no one else can find even with a lantern." Qian Yiman looked at Yan Zhengting, with a little pride in her tone.

It is no exaggeration to say that with such a good man in her family, she is the envy of all the women in the family compound.

"Good boy." This answer was very satisfying.

Yan Zhengting fed her a sip of porridge while no one was around to see her.

On the morning of the first day of the New Year, the couple started with a sweet start.

At the dinner table, Qian Yiman was enjoying being fed by his own man, while across the living room, Yan's father and Yan's mother were coaxing Yan Qinbei's child to eat egg custard.

There are many children in the world who refuse to eat well, and child Yan Qinbei is one of them who is difficult to deal with.

"Xiao Bei, look what this is..." Father Yan was holding a small toy and coaxing his grandson to play with it.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Yan Qinbei, a child, reached out to touch. At this moment, Yan's mother fed him a mouthful of egg custard, and the little guy subconsciously opened his mouth to take it.

Yan's father and Yan's mother, one coaxing and the other feeding, finally finished the bowl of egg custard.

Touching her little grandson's round belly, Yan's mother smiled happily.

As one gets older, having grandchildren is a great joy.

At this time, Yan Jingqiu got up and passed by the living room. When she saw them, she smiled and came up to her, "Grandpa, grandma, Xiaobei, why do you get up so early..."

"It's the New Year, and we, Xiaobei, are happy too, aren't we?" Yan's father said with a laugh as he had a grandson and everything was ready.

"Jingqiu, your brother has already eaten. You should go and have breakfast quickly. Your father and your Aunt Qian are eating there too."

Yan's mother held the bowl of egg custard in her hand and took her granddaughter's hand towards the kitchen.

When the two people in the dining room heard the sound, Qian Yiman immediately took back the spoon in the man's hand and ate the porridge himself.

"Dad, Aunt Qian." Yan Jingqiu is now much more lively than before, and she calls people when she comes up.

Qian Yiman held a spoon, smiled at her and said, "Jingqiu is up, come and eat together."

Yan's mother was very pleased to see her granddaughter's changes.

Yan Jingqiu preferred dumplings to porridge, and in the end she chose dumplings.

She also made a bowl of soy sauce and vinegar sauce, which she learned from Qian Yiman before.

Yan Jingqiu sat on the chair, took a bite of the dumpling, and said with satisfaction: "Aunt Qian, the sauce you taught me to make is the most delicious..."

"Yes, I also like to eat like this..."

After saying that, Qian Yiman couldn't resist the temptation, so he took a dumpling from his man's plate, dipped it in the soy sauce and vinegar in front of him and ate one.

Since Qian Yiman came to the house, both father and daughter have fallen in love with this way of eating.