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

After staying in the hospital for three days, the doctor approved Qian Yiman to be discharged.

After Yan's mother packed her things, she opened the cabinet and checked it again to make sure nothing was left behind before she felt relieved.

She caught a glimpse of the headscarf being placed casually on the bedside. She pointed at it and said worriedly: "Manman, it's been very windy recently. You must wear this when you go out later. It's hard to get windy during confinement." The root of the disease will fall..."

The older generation attaches great importance to the tradition of confinement, and Yan's mother is certainly no exception.

This scarf was specially prepared by her. Qian Yiman was also asked to wrap it around his forehead when he was in the ward these two days. It was hot after eating in front of him, so he took it off temporarily and put it aside.

"Mom, I know. I took it off for a while because it was a bit hot. I'm going to wrap it up now." Faced with her mother-in-law's concern for herself, Qian Yiman did not dislike her nagging, but was very cooperative.

She has her own opinion in her heart. Although these traditional confinement methods may not all be correct, there are indeed many aspects of what has been preserved over the past thousands of years that are advisable.

She won't deny them all, but she won't do them all either.

As for the idea of ​​wearing a headscarf, she still agrees. Not to mention that mothers who have just given birth are not suitable for the cold wind. Even ordinary people will not feel comfortable if the cold wind blows when they go out.

Therefore, she felt that she had to listen to this advice.

"Manman, let me do it." Yan Zhengting would listen to anything he said was good for Qian Yiman.

He took the scarf from Qian Yiman and wrapped it around her forehead gently.

He took a look at her hair scattered on her shoulders, combed it neatly with her fingers, and then took out the hair rope from her pocket to tie her into a low ponytail.

This is what Qian Yiman does when he's too lazy to tie his hair.

Yan Zhengting met her many times and remembered it in his mind over time.

He lowered his head and saw Qian Yiman staring at him and smiling. He thought that his pricking was not satisfactory to her, so he explained: "There is no comb, so you have to make do with it..."

It wasn't just that he didn't have a comb, this was also the first time in his life that he had tied up a girl's hair, so his hands were a little rusty.

It seems simple, but I didn't expect that it is not easy at all to operate. It seems that he will have to practice more in the future.

"Captain Yan, don't belittle yourself, I like it very much..."

Qian Yiman smiled with crooked eyebrows. This was the first time he had tied up her hair. She only felt beautiful.

Yan Zhengting never expected that such a small thing could make her so happy.

Taking advantage of her mother's break to go to the bathroom, he couldn't help but pecked her lips lightly, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "I will help you in the future..."

"okay."

Qian Yiman nodded obediently, the smile on his lips reaching behind his ears, which was very helpful to his gentleness.

"She's so well-behaved." She looked so well-behaved and very endearing. Yan Zhengting smiled and scratched her nose. "Sit down and wait for a while. I'll carry these things to the car first."

"Huh? There aren't many things, why do you need to go all the way?"

Glancing at the duffel bag placed on the stool, Qian Yiman asked him doubtfully, could he just pick it up when he left?

There's no need to make a special trip, it's so troublesome.

Yan Zhengting held the luggage bag in his hand, looked at her and smiled: "I won't be able to hold you while carrying the luggage..."

"Um???"

"When you go out later, let mom hold your son, and I'll hold you."

He had no intention of letting her feet touch the ground, so he thought of putting the duffel bag in the car first so it would be easier to hold her.

After listening to his words, Qian Yiman smiled instantly, "I can walk by myself, I'm not so delicate..."

It's great... Even after giving birth to two children, she is still regarded as a treasure by this man.

At this moment, she felt secretly happy.

"Be obedient and wait for me here. I'll be back soon." In some respects, Yan Zhengting would not allow her to refuse.

His hand gently rubbed her hair, causing ripples in Qian Yiman's heart, and he could no longer say any words of rejection.

Qian Yiman sat obediently on the bed, watching his back disappear at the door, the smile on his lips did not disappear.

After Yan's mother came out of the bathroom after going to the bathroom, she looked around but didn't see her son. She felt a little strange. Why was the child still running around when he was about to go home.

Thinking of this, she asked: "Manman, where are the people in the main court? Where have they gone?"

"Oh, he said he would put his luggage in the car first and would be back soon. He asked us to wait for him here."

Yan's mother thought to herself, it's just a duffel bag, why do I need to make a special trip?

However, it wasn't a big deal, so she didn't ask any more questions.

She walked to the bedside, held her grandson in her arms, and then sat down to chat with Qian Yiman.

After about five or six minutes, Yan Zhengting returned to the ward.

He opened the door from outside and walked in, and said to his mother:

"Mom, we can go."

"You come and help hold the baby, and I'll hold Manman."

"Hey, okay, let's go now." Yan's mother was surprised just now, but now she finally understood why he went out of his way to put his luggage in the car. It turned out that he was reluctant to let his wife walk.

She snickered in her heart and took the lead to walk out of the ward with her little grandson in her arms.

The moment Yan's mother turned around, Qian Yiman seemed to see the uncontrollable smile on her lips.

"Let's go home." Yan Zhengting came to the bed and picked up his beloved little woman.

His arms were gentle and strong, holding her like he was holding his whole world, and he walked steadily towards the door.

There were quite a lot of people along the way from the ward to the door. Qian Yiman gradually couldn't bear the looks they were looking at, so he hid his face in the man's chest in embarrassment.

As long as she couldn't see them, it wouldn't be her who was embarrassed.

Yan's mother had already sat in the back seat with her grandson in her arms.

Yan Zhengting reached out to open the car door and carefully placed the person in his arms on the passenger seat.

Then, he closed the car door for her, walked around to the other side and got into the driver's seat.

Start the car and set off back to the family compound.

"I'm finally going home. The air outside is better. I'm almost bored in the hospital these days..." Although he only lived there for three days, Qian Yiman still has Infinite emotion.

A single ward is all good, but not as good as a breath of fresh air outside.

Fortunately, Yan Zhengting has been by her side these days, otherwise it would have been even more difficult.

"No, how can a hospital be as comfortable as at home? When you get home, mom will make you some delicious food to replenish your health..."

At this moment, Yan's mother was already thinking about how to prepare various nutritious confinement meals for her daughter-in-law.

She firmly believes that she must eat well and sleep well during confinement, so that her health will be good in the future.

However, to be honest, when Qian Yiman was in confinement for the first time, his health did recover very well under her care.

Although most of it should be due to her drinking spiritual spring water every day, it is also more or less due to Yan's mother's careful care.