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

Looking at the granddaughter in front of her who was taller than herself, Yan's mother was filled with emotion. What a great transformation for a woman!

She looked at her lovingly and said, "We are here to praise you. Not only are we, Jingqiu, growing taller and taller, but we are also becoming more and more beautiful..."

While talking, Yan's mother reached out and touched her granddaughter's head.

I thought to myself, this time really doesn’t pass by.

Unknowingly, the little girl who was still holding her in her arms and sucking her milk has grown so big, and she has also grown old.

"Grandma..." There is no little girl who doesn't like to be praised for her beauty. Yan Jingqiu hugged her grandma's arm affectionately. She smiled a bit shyly on her face, but she was so beautiful in her heart.

No matter how old she grows, she is still the little girl who loved to act coquettishly in front of her grandma.

Looking at the deep love between grandfather and grandson, Qian Yiman thought to himself, no wonder everyone said that children will kiss whomever they let take care of them since childhood.

"Mom, let Jingqiu talk to you here. I'll take a look at the child first..."

Qian Yiman said something to his mother-in-law, and then exited the room to leave them some space alone.

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in the living room.

Yan Zhengting was drinking tea with his father, while Yan Qinbei, a child, was sitting on his lap and playing with the buttons of his clothes.

Looking at the lively and cute little grandson next to him, Yan's father wanted to hug him and care for him, but the little guy stayed in his arms and refused to be hugged, so he had to give up.

After a while.

Father Yan opened his arms towards the little guy and asked again without giving up, "Xiao Bei, can you give grandpa a hug?"

"Dad, hold me." Yan Qinbei, a child, turned his head and lay in his father's arms, refusing to let his grandfather hold him.

Seeing his father's somewhat disappointed expression, Yan Zhengting comforted him, "Dad, you'll be fine in two days."

"I know, don't be in a hurry..." Father Yan took a sip of tea and said what he meant.

Yan Qinbei, a child, has always had the habit of taking naps. He started to fall asleep after playing for about ten minutes.

It was very frustrating when the little guy started to cry. Yan Zhengting put down the teacup, hugged him and started to comfort him.

Before going back to the bedroom, he did not forget to say: "Dad, Manman has prepared the room for you. You can go and have a rest later. I will take Xiaobei back to the room to sleep first."

After saying that, Yan Zhengting held his son upright and lay on his shoulder, patted the little guy's back with one hand to comfort him patiently, stood up and walked to the master bedroom.

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In the bedroom.

Qian Yiman was sitting by the bed, folding clothes attentively.

Most of these baby clothes were newly bought by her, and some were leftovers from her son's clothes. Yan Zhengting had washed them all and dried them.

Fold it and put it in the cabinet. When the baby is born, you can wear it directly.

When she heard the door open, she turned to look at the door.

Just as she was about to speak, Yan Zhengting signaled her to stop talking with his hand.

Seeing her son sleeping on top of him, she felt relieved. She immediately shut up and continued folding the clothes in her hands.

Yan Zhengting put the sleeping little guy on the crib, covered him with a thin blanket, then walked to his wife and sat down next to him.

He put his hands around her body, leaned against her ear and asked softly, "Are you tired? Do you want to go take a nap?"

Today, her parents are here, and she is also busy. He is afraid that she will be tired.

Qian Yiman shook his head and replied: "I'm not tired, I want to fold these clothes first."

Feeling the warm embrace of his man, Qian Yiman leaned towards him lovingly, but did not stop folding the clothes in his hands.

Seeing this, Yan Zhengting took the clothes off her hands, picked her up and put her on his lap.

Then, he lowered his head and pecked her lips twice, and said in a very gentle tone, "Good boy, sleep for a while, and I'll fold it later..."

With that said, he wanted to put her on the bed.

The little woman in his arms shook her head, held his hand and spoke softly, "I don't really want to sleep, I just want to lean on you for a while and talk to you."

"Okay, I'm listening to what you want to say."

Now that he believed that she really didn't want to sleep, Yan Zhengting no longer forced himself, stretched out his hand and intertwined her fingers with his heart.

In fact, he also enjoyed the feeling of holding her quietly like this.

Qian Yiman thought for a while, then asked about his concerns, "I didn't even cook a few dishes today. Will my parents think that I don't welcome them?"

Her parents-in-law were also very kind to her.

Originally, she wanted to make a stew herself, but this man wouldn't let her do it.

Unexpectedly, this was what she was talking about. Yan Zhengting held her face and said seriously: "You fool, why are you thinking so much all day long? At this stage, you just need to take care of yourself, and besides, your parents are not unreasonable. people."

This little woman is now pregnant with his child, and he is extremely nervous every day. He wishes he could carry her in his pocket every day, so naturally he will not let her suffer any injustice.

"Really?" Qian Yiman looked up at him and asked.

It is said that pregnant women tend to be sensitive and overthinking, and it seems to be true. Yan Zhengting looked at her bulging belly and nodded with certainty.

Then he said, "Well, it's true. You're going to give them another grandchild soon. It's too late for your parents to be happy, so how could they think of anything else..."

In fact, I didn't say this just to comfort her.

His parents used to worry that he would die alone, but now that he has married a wife and given birth to a child, the old couple cannot tell how happy they are.

Hearing what his man said, Qian Yiman immediately felt relieved.

"That's good, that's good." She lowered her head and played with the man's big hand, looking at the lines in his hand, and said with interest: "Comrade Yan Zhengting, your lifeline is so deep and long..."

She had seen it online before and heard that most people with palmistry like this live longer.

Yan Zhengting heard the implication of her words, looked at his palm prints, and said: "If this is the case, I would be very happy. If I live longer, I can accompany you for a longer journey. After all, I am older than you." When you turn fifteen, you always have to leave first..."

Thinking that he would leave first in the future and leave her alone to live alone, he felt very uncomfortable.

Therefore, he pays great attention to exercise now, just to be able to spend a few more years with her when he gets old.

In the past, he was not afraid of life or death.

After having her, he began to want to grow old with her.