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

"Let's call him Yan Qinnan."

Yan Zhengting said it immediately without thinking.

In ancient times, Cao Zhi composed a poem in seven steps, and now Yan Zhengting decides on a name in one second.

Qian Yiman: "..."

She raised her head, held the man's face, and said, dumbfounded: "Captain Yan, are you a little perfunctory with our son?"

"Manman, I'm from the north, you were born in the south, and these two brothers represent the union of the two of us, the north and the south..."

After his explanation, the originally ordinary name suddenly became meaningful.

Qian Yiman smiled broadly at him and said, "Comrade Yan Zhengting, I accept your rustic romance."

Yan's love words are crude and romantic, but she likes them.

Suddenly, she unexpectedly kissed the man on the lips.

Seeing that she wanted to pull away after kissing him, Yan Zhengting, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed the little woman's chin, lowered her head and let the kiss fall on her cherry lips.

"Well...I haven't brushed my teeth yet..." Qian Yiman pushed on his chest and said anxiously during the gap.

"It's okay, I don't mind..."

Not allowing her to refuse, Yan Zhengting stretched out a hand to clasp the back of her head and kissed her deeply.

His kiss was like the morning sun, light and soft, falling warmly on Qian Yiman's heart.

At this time, the golden sunshine came in from the window and shone on them, and the air was filled with affection and sweetness.

With this kiss, the two of them forgot the time and the occasion.

......

In the hospital corridor, Yan's mother walked towards the ward with a smile on her face, carrying chicken soup.

When she walked outside the ward, she wanted to reach out and open the door, but inadvertently, she saw a blushing scene through the small piece of glass above the door.

Yan's mother thought she had seen it wrong, so she stood on tiptoes and took another look. Now she was sure that she had seen it right.

The hand on the doorknob froze immediately. She immediately looked away and took two steps to the side with a light step.

Leaning against the wall, she patted her chest. She was scared to death, but luckily she didn't open the door and go in.

Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing if we ran into that scene.

The kid in the main courtyard really didn't even look where he was before he started making out...

Today's young people are so bold. Now when she goes out with the old man, she is embarrassed to even touch her hands.

Sigh... Just stand at the door for a while. Leave a little more time for the two of them and help them look out.

Five minutes passed, and Yan's mother leaned against the wall of the corridor with chicken soup, still not entering.

Another five minutes passed, and she began to hesitate. If the chicken soup got cold, it would be inconvenient to heat it in the hospital.

Would you like to go over and see if they are okay?

When she finally finished some mental preparation, she was about to bite the bullet and walk over to take a sneak peek at the situation in the ward.

Yan Zhengting opened the door and came out.

When he saw Yan's mother, he asked, "Mom, why are you standing here and not going in?"

Yan's mother cursed in her heart: You stinky boy! You have the nerve to ask me why? Don't you know why?

However, in order to avoid embarrassment, I still had to pretend not to know anything.

She fanned her face with her hands and replied: "Ah... I, I think the air is a bit stuffy, so I want to stand in the corridor for a while to breathe before going in... "

Yan Zhengting: "..."

Yan's mother's appearance was full of flaws, which was abnormal at first glance. Yan Zhengting couldn't help but look at her one more time.

I thought to myself, could it be that the two of them were in there just now... and their mother saw them?

"It's much better now. Mom will go in first..."

Looking at his mother's expression, Yan Zhengting was almost certain that she must have seen him just now.

He reached out and touched his nose and followed his mother in.

I felt a little embarrassed in my heart, but I didn't show it on my face. I kept my expression expressionless for ten thousand years.

After entering the door and seeing her grandson sleeping, Yan's mother said softly:

"Manman, are you hungry?"

"Mom made you stewed chicken soup, cooked red dates, longan and millet porridge, and also fried two vegetables for you to eat together..."

Early this morning, Yan's mother got up and went to work in the kitchen, mostly cooking food that replenished qi and blood.

It's just right for Qian Yiman, a pregnant woman.

"Mom, why did you come here so early?" Seeing his mother-in-law holding so much food in her hands, Qian Yiman was flattered and said, "How did you get so many things by yourself?"

"Mom thought that if you come here earlier, you can eat it earlier. It's a coincidence. Fang Yuan happened to bring his wife to the hospital for a prenatal check-up today, and I came with them..."

While speaking, Yan's mother put the things in her hands aside.

Then he said: "The couple said they would come over to see you and the child after the examination."

Qian Yiman nodded, thinking of his son at home, and asked with concern: "Mom, Xiaobei didn't see me and his father having trouble last night?"

"Fortunately, I just cried a few times before going to bed. After all, I haven't left your side since I was a child, but after a few words of coaxing with his grandfather, everything was fine..." Yan's mother opened the porridge as she spoke. Hand it to her.

Qian Yiman felt a little distressed when he thought of the child crying.

He is still so young, and he will definitely feel uneasy when he suddenly loses sight of his parents.

From the change in her expression, Yan Zhengting knew what she was thinking.

He walked to the bed and sat down, took the porridge in her hand, and started feeding her one bite after another.

He also said comfortingly: "It's okay. You have to eat well. We will go home the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Yan's mother stood in front of the crib looking at her grandson. She heard their conversation and smiled and said, "Yes, leave Xiaobei to me and your dad. You two can rest assured."

Thinking that he would be discharged from the hospital in a day or two, Qian Yiman said nothing more.

Halfway through the meal, she suddenly realized that her man hadn't had breakfast yet.

She quickly grabbed the spoon from his hand and said, "Stop patronizing me, go and eat it yourself."

Under her constant urging, Yan Zhengting sat on the edge and ate his portion honestly.