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

Three hours later.

At five o'clock in the morning, the little guy in the crib woke up again, crying loudly.

However, his old mother was still not woken up.

Fortunately, there is always one reliable person between father and mother, and his old father woke up as soon as possible.

This time, Yan Zhengting still did not wake Qian Yiman up to breastfeed.

Anyway, the nutrition of milk powder is quite good, so let the child drink it for now. Compared with his children and his wife, his wife is more important in his heart.

"Be good, stop crying..."

Yan Zhengting got up, took his son out and coaxed him, changed his diaper without any complaints, and then went to make milk powder after changing the diaper.

Having taken care of Yan Qinbei's children, he is already familiar with these.

After serving the little one to drink milk and coaxing him to sleep, Yan Zhengting lay back on the bed, stretched out his arms and hugged his wife and continued to sleep.

I don’t know how long I slept for, but I was sleeping soundly when I was woken up by the cry of a child.

Yan Zhengting opened his eyes and glanced at his watch. It was only half past six.

Why did you wake up after more than an hour?

I don't know if I feel uncomfortable somewhere.

With a hint of worry and doubt, he walked over gently and picked up the little guy. First, he reached out and touched the child's forehead. After confirming that there was no fever, he felt relieved.

Then, the behaviors of feeding and changing diapers were repeated again.

Still very patient and not bored at all.

After drinking milk this time, the little guy didn't fall asleep immediately.

His eyes were not fully opened yet, as if he was secretly looking at his father's face, and at the same time he was curious about the world.

A newborn baby is petite and fragile, showing purity and innocence in every aspect, which makes people feel loving and compassionate.

Yan Zhengting's heart suddenly softened and he stretched out his big hand to touch the small fleshy hollow on the back of his son's hand.

What people didn't expect was that the little guy in his arms suddenly grabbed one of his father's fingers and held it tightly.

Although he is small, he is quite powerful.

Yan Zhengting smiled and shook his head, letting him catch him.

Days like today were something he had never dreamed of before. Not only do I have a beloved wife by my side, but I also have two lovely sons.

After training, when a bunch of people were chatting, they always said that the happiest days were when the wife and children were on the bed.

He didn't understand it at that time, but after meeting Qian Yiman, he suddenly understood what it meant.

Yan Zhengting turned his head and his eyes fell on the little woman on the bed.

Under the soft light, her sleeping face is peaceful and beautiful, and the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, presumably because she is satisfied with her current life.

He stared deeply at Qian Yiman's face, his eyes were as tender as water, and his deep eyes contained endless affection, as if she was his world.

Love is like this, when you meet that person, just look at her and you will fall unconsciously.

Every day spent with her, whether it is tenderness and sweetness or daily necessities, makes people feel happy.

Suddenly, the little guy in his arms yawned delicately.

Only then did Yan Zhengting come out of his thoughts, carefully withdrew the hand held by his son, put it on his back, and patted him again and again...

She coaxed him to sleep very patiently.

Who would have thought that Yan Zhengting, who was usually taciturn outside, would be so patient when taking care of his children.

His father's arms were solid and warm, and the little guy quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

At this point in time, Yan Zhengting originally had no intention of lying back on the bed.

But when he saw the person on the bed, he still couldn't bear the temptation and lay back and hugged her again.

Even if she doesn't sleep, just being by her side and watching her quietly makes people happy.

……

Qian Yiman slept particularly well this night.

I didn't wake up until eight o'clock the next morning.

She groaned, turned over, and saw Yan Zhengting holding the baby and feeding him milk powder. The little boy was lying in his father's arms very well.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qian Yiman's lips curled up quietly.

Fortunately, this man was reliable. She slept so deeply last night that she didn't even know how many times the child woke up.

She still remembered the unreal feeling she felt after giving birth for the first time, and this time she still had no sense of reality after giving birth to her second child.

Just like that, she suddenly found another connection in this world, which was the continuation of her bloodline.

Her life is getting more and more lively, and her heart seems to be getting fuller and fuller.

Although the noise made by Qian Yiman was very small, Yan Zhengting heard it immediately.

He turned his head and looked at the little woman on the bed, with a slight smile on his lips, and said in a warm voice: "Are you awake? Did you sleep well?"

"Well, I had a really comfortable sleep this time~~" Qian Yiman's mouth curved slightly, and his voice sounded a bit lazy as if he had just woken up.

"What time is it? Did I sleep for a long time?"

As soon as she asked this question, she realized that her question was really unnecessary. Just look at the sun rising outside and she would know that it was definitely getting late.

"Not long, it's only eight o'clock." Yan Zhengting glanced at his watch, and then asked: "Are you hungry? Is there anything you want to eat?"

Qian Yiman shook his head and said no.

"How many times did the little guy wake up last night? In fact, you could have called me..." In fact, she knew that this man couldn't bear to wake her up.

By this time, the little guy had finished drinking milk and fell asleep in his father's arms again.

Newborn babies are like this, they eat and sleep.

Yan Zhengting put the bottle on the cabinet, stood up and walked to the crib, carefully putting the baby in it.

Then, he sat down beside Qian Yiman's bed and took her into his arms.

He gently rested his chin on her hair and said slowly: "It's good for the child to drink milk powder. I think there is nothing more important than letting you have a good sleep..."

If this little woman agrees, according to his idea, he would actually prefer to let the child drink milk powder all the time.

When she gave birth to her first child, Qian Yiman got up several times in the middle of the night to breastfeed her baby. During that time, she felt quite haggard.

Yan Zhengting was quite distressed about this.

If you feed him milk powder, he only needs to get up alone in the future.

Thinking of this, Yan Zhengting tried to ask her, "Manman, how about letting the child drink milk powder from now on? Then as long as I get up at night..."

"No, no! The doctor said that children who drink breast milk as children have better health." There was no suspense. Before he could finish his words, he was ruthlessly rejected by the person in his arms.

"As far as I know, many children who are fed milk powder also grow up quite well." Yan Zhengting stretched out his hand and gently stroked her smooth hair, showing gentleness in every movement, "In this way, You don’t have to get up at night, you can leave the child to me, okay?”

"not good."

"Manman..."

"No, no need to discuss."

Qian Yiman covered the man's mouth, and no matter what he said, he never let go on this matter.

She persisted despite the pain of giving birth, and was able to feed the child breast milk for several months. She still had this motherly love.

Since she was unwilling, Yan Zhengting sighed in his heart and had no choice but to give up.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll buy you some food and come back." He lowered his head and pressed a kiss on Qian Yiman's forehead, and then got up and went out.

After talking for so long, I almost forgot to buy breakfast.

"It's not urgent. I don't really want to eat it now. Let's give our son a name first." Qian Yiman stopped the man from leaving. He leaned against his warm chest and fiddled with the buttons on his clothes.

She didn't know why, but she especially liked sitting in his arms and playing with the various buttons on his clothes. It felt very interesting.