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

Winter passes and spring comes, the cold recedes and the ice and snow melt.

In early spring in February, the breeze blew gently across the earth, and the trees in the yard quietly took out their green branches.

February 2nd, the wind is gentle and the sun is warm.

On this festive day when the dragon raises its head, the eldest son of the Yan family turns one year old.

It happened to be Saturday, and Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman simply set up two tables at home and invited several friends Yan Zhengting had made to come over for a lively meal.

A few days ago, both the Qian family and the Yan family sent gifts to Yan Qinbei, mostly clothes, shoes and small toys.

Today, Qian Yiman dressed Yan Qinbei's child in clothes made by his grandmother, pants made by his grandmother, small shoes bought by his aunt, and a small hat bought by his aunt...

Put everyone's thoughts on the little guy and focus on being impartial.

Last night, Qian Yiman took out the ingredients from the space and put them in the kitchen.

Early this morning, Yan Zhengting got up and started working in the kitchen. Yan Jingqiu was also taking care of the child.

Since Qian Yiman became pregnant again, only Yan Zhengting and Yan Jingqiu were at home, and they were determined not to let her work any more or suffer any more.

Is it rare for a husband and stepdaughter to pamper her together?

At this time, the child Yan Qinbei was sitting in his sister's arms and eating cookies.

After seeing Qian Yiman come out, he generously handed over the biscuit in his hand and said clearly, "Mom, eat, mom eat."

Under the guidance of his old mother, the little guy can now clearly express some simple life terms.

"My son is so good. Mom won't eat it, so Xiaobei can eat it." The little guy is white and tender, and the longer he grows, the cuter he becomes.

However, looking at the saliva on the biscuit, Qian Yiman said that he couldn't take a bite, so he should let the little guy enjoy the delicious food alone.

"Jingqiu, raise your head and look at me. I'll take some photos of you two siblings." Qian Yiman thought, and then he would wash them out and send them to Kyoto and Hangzhou.

Yan Jingqiu obeyed and looked at the camera with a smile.

"Well, okay, Jingqiu, please stay in this position and don't move..."

"Son, look here, mom, look, what is this..."

Qian Yiman brought a new toy to attract the little guy's attention, and when he looked over, he pressed the shutter.

Yan Jingqiu smiled a little shyly on the screen, but it was obvious that she was in a good mood from the bottom of her heart.

Yan Qinbei, a child, holds a half-eaten biscuit in his chubby hands and drools at the camera with an innocent and cute look on his face.

Qian Yiman was very satisfied with this photo, and later specially developed two more photos.

"Ouch, I seem to have forgotten our wealth. Let's have another one." She looked at the little chubby boy wagging his tail at her feet. No wonder she always felt that something was missing.

"Fugui, come here and squat here, look in front." Yan Jingqiu called Fugui over and squatted in front of her. Qian Yiman took another photo of the two people and the dog.

"Well, that's it. You guys can continue playing. I'll go find your dad first." Comrade Lao Yan was not in the shot, so she planned to secretly take a few shots.

Yan Zhengting is currently wearing an apron and washing vegetables in the kitchen.

Even the back view of her man was so charming, Qian Yiman stood by the door and secretly took a photo.

Knowing that she was behind him, Yan Zhengting turned around and smiled at her.

His smile was as warm and moving as the spring breeze. Qian Yiman was a little dazzled. He subconsciously took the camera and immediately took a picture of his face before he was satisfied.

Then, she couldn't help but step forward and hug her man's waist.

Touching his face with one hand, he smiled mischievously and said, "Whose family does such a perfect man belong to?"

"Your home."

Yan Zhengting was amused by the little woman and kissed her hand that brushed the corner of his mouth.

He held her for a while and then coaxed her in a warm voice: "I'm going to start cooking, and the fumes will be big. You go out and play for a while, be good..."

"But, I don't want to be good today..."

Qian Yiman just wanted to be a coquettish little woman today, sticking to his side and watching him cook.

Pass him a salt for a while, a bottle of wine for a while, and a plate for him for a while.

The sumptuous meal was completed in a sweet atmosphere where the two couples secretly poked fun at each other.

I just don’t know if the sweetness in the dish will be too high.

At this time, the voices of Sister-in-law Fang, Sister-in-law Lin and their group came from the yard.

Yan Zhengting was serving the dishes, and Qian Yiman greeted them out, smiling and inviting them in to eat.