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

Talking about this kind of topic will inevitably make people feel heavy.

Hearing what he said, Qian Yiman felt sour in his heart.

"Stop talking. I don't want to hear it. You must stay with me forever." She quickly covered the man's mouth with her hand and shook her head to prevent him from continuing.

Although, she knew what he said.

Whether he said she was evasive or timid, she just didn't want to hear it now.

The man put his forehead against hers, looked into her eyes, and said dotingly: "Okay, no more."

The two have been together for a long time, and he can tell her mood changes at a glance with just one movement or expression.

At this moment, looking at the little woman nestled on his chest, he could clearly feel her uneasiness.

Kissed her forehead carefully.

Sometimes there is no need for too many words. His big warm hands pat her back, like soothing a child, patiently and gently.

Qian Yiman hugged the man's waist tightly and leaned against his chest with his eyes closed without speaking for a while.

Feeling his gentle comfort and listening to his strong heartbeat, the uneasiness hovering in her heart began to slowly dissipate.

Suddenly, she raised her head and stared at him deeply, "Yan Zhengting, I will definitely come to you as soon as possible in the next life."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

Her words made the man holding her raise the corners of his mouth.

If possible, he would also look forward to having her in his life.

The little woman's hand around his waist tightened, she lay on his chest and nuzzled him like a cat, and asked softly, "Do you think there will be a next life for people?"

My thoughts started to wander.

She didn't believe this before, but since such an outrageous thing happened to her, she has to believe that there are still many unsolved mysteries in the world.

Since she had a previous life, can she look forward to the next life?

Yan Zhengting answered truthfully: "I didn't believe it before... Now I want to believe it. I hope there will be your next life, and the next life..." He wanted to have an afterlife with her, preferably eternal life.

Every day he lives with her, he becomes more greedy.

He didn't understand those people who talked about their lives all day long before, but now, he thought he understood.

Even, he was happy to become one of them.

"Then we agreed..." Qian Yiman clasped his fingers tightly and his mood began to improve.

"Okay." His voice was so gentle that it felt at ease in her heart.

After Qian Yiman was quiet for a few seconds, he raised his head and held his man's face with a smile, and then kissed him wildly on it. He was no longer as unhappy as before.

She figured out that the road in life was still very long, and they would have to work hand in hand for decades in the future. Instead of starting to regret the spring and autumn now, it was better to cherish the current years and every second.

Although he was drooled over by the little woman, Comrade Yan Zhengting was very pleased to see her mood change from cloudy to sunny.

There is a good mood that makes her happy.

Golden sunlight streams in from the windows, and a peaceful and beautiful atmosphere spreads in the bedroom.

Being held in the arms of his beloved, with the sun shining warmly on his body, Qian Yiman's eyelids gradually began to become heavy, and he fell asleep comfortably.

Yan Zhengting looked down and saw that the little woman in his arms had fallen asleep.

But he was reluctant to put her down immediately, holding her in this position and sitting there for a while.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his watch. It was almost time to go to work, and then he carefully put her on the bed.

After covering her with the quilt, he stood by the bed and looked at her for a while, then lovingly kissed her on the forehead, and then reluctantly left the room.

Put on your hat and straighten your collar.

After going out, there was another cold face that kept strangers away.

……

Half an hour later, Qian Yiman woke up on time from his nap.

Seeing that Yan Qinbei's child was still sleeping soundly, she casually tied a low ponytail and walked out of the room, preparing to go out to talk to her parents-in-law.

They were all at home, and she had been hiding in her room and not showing up, which was unjustifiable both emotionally and rationally.

Besides, the old couple were so kind to her.

At this time, Yan's mother was sitting alone in the living room sewing clothes.

She shouted: "Mom."

"Manman is up, come and sit for a while." Yan's mother smiled and patted the place next to her, motioning for her to sit over.

Qian Yiman held his belly and walked over to sit next to his mother-in-law. He looked at the clothes in her hands and asked, "Mom, have the buttons on your clothes fallen off?"

Yan's mother sewed the last stitch and replied: "This button is a little loose. I want to sew it early to prevent it from falling off."

She shook her clothes and said again: "Do you have any clothes that you want to sew? Bring them over and let mom sew them together..."

Qian Yiman waved his hand and said no.

If any buttons on her and her children's clothes were loose, Yan Zhengting would take them and sew them up as soon as he found out.

The more we get along with each other, the more I realize that my man has no shortcomings.

However, she did not say anything about Yan Zhengting mending clothes for herself.

Although her mother-in-law is very kind to her daughter-in-law, she is still of this generation after all, and her thoughts must be more traditional. It would be bad if she was unhappy after hearing this.

Yan's mother put the sewn clothes aside, took Qian Yiman's hand, and said lovingly: "Manman, tell me before going to work in the main court, you are worried that your father and I will be unhappy if you don't cook the food yourself. right?"

amount……

Qian Yiman nodded, wondering why this man kept saying everything.

But since you’ve asked the question, let’s answer it honestly, “Mom, it’s a little bit.”

Looking at her daughter-in-law, who was only a few years older than her granddaughter, Yan's mother's eyes became even more loving.

I just heard her speak earnestly, "You child, how can your father and I argue with you about this? We are not vicious father-in-law and mother-in-law. We must have our daughter-in-law to take care of us when we come."

Besides, the purpose of our coming here is to take care of you and your children, not to cause you any psychological burden..."

Yan's mother talked so much that her mouth felt almost dry.

"Mom, you and dad are really the best parents-in-law in the world..." Qian Yiman reached out and poured her a cup of tea on the coffee table, making a rainbow fart.

Wear it a thousand times, but flattery never wears it.

Yan's mother patted Qian Yiman's hand and made a joke, "We have to be nice to you. My son finally married such a beautiful and sensible daughter-in-law at an old age. It's not good for you. What if I run away..."

Although it was a joke, Yan's mother was a bit serious about it. Anyone who wasn't blind could see that her youngest son was deeply in love.

Even if other things were put aside, based on this alone, she and the old man had to be kind to this daughter-in-law, and they had to help her youngest son keep her guard.

Qian Yiman really didn't expect that her mother-in-law would make such a joke. She couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Hahahahaha, Mom, what you said is so funny. How can you say that about your own son..."

Since the two got married, the man in her family cared most about others saying he was older.