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

The next day was the weekend, and Yan Zhengting was resting at home.

He carried his son who woke up early in the morning and left the bedroom. At this time, Yan Jingqiu opened the door and came out of the room.

"Sister, sister..." Yan Qinbei, a child with sharp eyes and a small mouth, shouted.

"Xiao Bei." After Yan Jingqiu saw them, she walked over with a smile and squeezed her brother's chubby hand.

Then, he looked at his old father and asked, "Dad, I'm about to make breakfast. Do you want noodles or porridge?"

It has been about two years since I was brought here, and with the intentional and unintentional guidance of Yan Zhengting and his wife, Yan Jingqiu is no longer the little girl who didn't dare to speak loudly.

Although his personality is still a bit shy, he has improved a lot compared to before.

Yan Zhengting, an old father, was very pleased with his daughter's changes.

He thought Yan Jingqiu had woken up early to make breakfast on purpose, so he said, "I'll cook it later. You don't have to get up so early in the future. At your age, you only have to be responsible for eating, sleeping, and studying..."

Feeling her father's concern for her, the smile on Yan Jingqiu's face became even brighter.

She waved her hand and replied: "Dad, our teacher said that the balance between work and rest is also very important. I didn't force myself. I always get up early in the morning. I am very happy to be able to do something to help the family... ..”

Yan Jingqiu really thinks so. She thinks that for such a big child, it is normal for her to help with some housework and take care of her younger brother after studying. There are many people in her class who have to do a lot of work after returning home. Where are my classmates.

Her life is already very comfortable. Her father does almost all the housework and three meals a day. She only needs to wash her own clothes. Even the friends in the compound are very envious of her.

"When you have free time, you can invite more friends to go out to play..." Yan Zhengting still hopes that she can go out to play with her friends more and have more youth and vitality belonging to children of this age.

Now that he was up, he didn't ask his daughter to make breakfast in the end. He washed his son's face and let her watch, then went to the kitchen to cook noodles.

After cooking, Yan Zhengting held a bowl of noodles in his left and right hands, one large and one small.

The older one is for my daughter, and the younger one is for my son.

After putting it on the table, he shouted to the two children who were having fun, "Jingqiu, bring your brother over to eat."

After Yan Jingqiu heard this, she immediately picked up her brother and walked over.

He pulled out a small bowl of noodles, carefully mashed some with a spoon, and prepared to feed his son.

"Dad, eat Beibei, eat Beibei..." My sister has already eaten, but I haven't eaten yet. Little Yan Qinbei sat on his father's lap waiting very anxiously, and couldn't wait to eat.

Seeing that the little guy looked like he was about to drool, Yan Zhengting raised the corners of his mouth in a funny way, "It'll be ready soon, just wait."

After pounding the noodles almost into pieces, he scooped some out with a spoon and fed them to the little guy after they cooled down a bit.

The child Yan Qinbei sat on his father's lap, swinging his short legs, happily eating noodles. He was very cute and adorable.

Today's noodles have vegetables and eggs in them. The little guy likes eggs very much. When he eats the chopped vegetables, he wants to spit them out.

But he forgot that his father would not spoil him in this regard.

"Huh?" Yan Zhengting raised his eyebrows and glanced at him. The little guy immediately swallowed it back, not daring to make a mistake.

Children at this age are already able to read their parents' faces, and they still know what is good and what is bad. It is scary when their father is angry.

Moreover, now that his mother is not around, no one can protect him.

"Be good." Yan Zhengting gently touched his son's little head.

Then, I fed him some green vegetables, as a child with a picky eclipse shouldn't do this.

After being intimidated by the old father's eyes, the little guy now eats vegetables honestly.

Yan Jingqiu, who was sitting opposite, was not jealous when she saw the scene in front of her. She even liked this family atmosphere, which was warm and lively.

The hostess in the master bedroom also woke up leisurely at this moment.