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

At this time, Yan Zhengting was leading people to practice on the training ground.

I got a call from home at this time. Could it be that something happened?

"Mom, what's the matter?" He quickly returned to the office, picked up the phone and asked directly.

"Main court, Mom didn't want to affect your work, but after thinking about it, I think I still have to tell you. I don't know what happened to that girl Jingqiu recently. She was discovered by me several times, hiding alone in the house. She was crying secretly in the room, and I asked many times but couldn't find out why..." Yan's mother rubbed her temples, this matter was really a headache.

I can only tell my son and let him, the father, handle it.

After Yan Zhengting heard this, he frowned and made a decision immediately.

"Mom, I understand, don't worry too much. Pay more attention to her these two days. I will have a rest the day after tomorrow and will come back then."

"Hey, Mom knows, don't be too anxious. You must pay attention to safety on the road."

"Ok, I know"

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Since Qian Yiman became pregnant, Yan Zhengting has not let her do anything for fear that she will get bumped.

She felt that her man was too nervous.

Apart from being a little dizzy last time, I don't have any symptoms of discomfort now.

However, in the next ten months, in order to raise her baby with peace of mind, she will definitely not be able to resell on the black market.

No matter how much she wants to make money, she is not someone who would make fun of her children's safety.

Fortunately, she diligently resold many times some time ago.

In the past two months, she had saved 6,600 yuan by reselling watches alone. This was all her private money, and Yan Zhengting didn't even know it.

All the money at home was stored in her space, which gave her a sense of security.

The black market business cannot continue for the time being.

She had to find something new to do.

In my previous life, my writing skills were pretty good, and I often participated in essay competitions and the like.

Otherwise, write a book.

If you accidentally become famous one day, you can still just sit back and collect the money.

However, in this era, we are very sensitive to words.

She needs to have a clear idea before she can put pen to paper.

Before she could come up with an idea, a nausea suddenly rose in her chest and she couldn't suppress it.

Qian Yiman stood up and went straight to the bathroom.

"Ugh... ugh..."

She faced the toilet and vomited everything she had eaten in the morning.

Yan Zhengting opened the door and came in, and heard the sound of his young wife vomiting in the bathroom.

He immediately put down his briefcase and strode towards the bathroom.

Qian Yiman spit out the last bit of sour water and became a little weak.

Is she about to start having morning sickness?

At the beginning, she felt that being a mother was very difficult.

"Here, rinse your mouth." Yan Zhengting took a glass of water and handed it to her. After she finished rinsing her mouth, he picked her up and sat on the sofa.

"Isn't it hard, huh?" Seeing his little wife looking so uncomfortable, he felt a little distressed.

Qian Yiman leaned in his arms, found a comfortable position, and said slowly: "It was really uncomfortable when I vomited, but I feel much better now."

Yan Zhengting touched his wife's slightly pale face and said distressedly: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Don't worry too much. You go to eat first, and I'll wait for a while before eating."

"Don't worry, I'll wait for you to eat together."

She was so uncomfortable that Yan Zhengting had no interest in eating.

Seeing that he could not be persuaded, Qian Yiman ignored him and fell asleep in his arms.

Yan Zhengting carried her back to the bedroom, helped her take off her coat, and carefully put her on the bed.

After tucking in the quilt, I couldn't help but kiss her before walking out of the bedroom.

The doctor said that when pregnant women suffer from morning sickness, it is best to eat light food.

He went to wash out rice and prepared to cook porridge for his little wife.

After searching around the kitchen, I found cucumbers and peanuts, so I made a vinegar-based cucumber mix with peanuts.

I heard that pregnant women like to eat sour food, which is more appetizing.

When I go home in two days, I will learn from my mother a few more dishes that pregnant women love to eat.

Qian Yiman woke up after only half an hour of sleep.

Smelling the faint fragrance of rice in the air, I touched my belly and suddenly felt like eating.

"Captain Yan, what delicious food did you cook?"

After leaving the bedroom, she found her man in the kitchen.

"I cooked some white porridge for you. I simply made vinegar, peanuts and cucumbers. Do you want to try some?"

"Yes, yes, it smells delicious."

"Then you go out and wait, and I will bring it out for you."

Hearing her saying that she wanted to eat, Yan Zhengting felt very happy and quickly filled a bowl of white porridge.

"Eat as much as you can. If you feel uncomfortable, don't eat. Do you understand?"

At this time, Yan Zhengting was like an old father who was worried about his children.

Qian Yiman stretched out his hand and pulled his sleeve, looking straight at him, suddenly wanting to act coquettishly and look at his helpless look.

"What's wrong?" Yan Zhengting wanted to wash his clothes, but she grabbed his clothes.

"You feed me."

"it is good."

Seeing her acting coquettishly towards him like a child, he felt soft in his heart and wanted to promise her anything.

Yan Zhengting held her on his lap, fed her one mouthful after another, and wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief from time to time, his movements were extremely gentle.

Halfway through the meal, Qian Yiman actually lost her appetite, but she was greedy for the feeling of being fed.

It feels so good to be loved.

In her previous life, she was an orphan and had never experienced the feeling of being fed or pampered by her family.

She thought that she really had no reason not to be attracted to this man.

Seeing that she was in good spirits now, Yan Zhengting was ready to tell her about going home.

"Manman, I have to go home the day after tomorrow."

"Huh? What happened? Why do you want to go home suddenly?" He usually wouldn't go back to Kyoto without a long vacation, so she was a little worried.

"My mother called me today. She said that Jingqiu's mood has been unstable recently. She often hides in her room and cries in the middle of the night. She doesn't explain clearly why. I'm worried."

Although his daughter did not grow up beside him, as a father, he was still concerned about his daughter's affairs.

"Girls at this age are more sensitive. You should really go back and have a good chat with her." Adolescent girls have already begun to have their own worries.

"Well, I just don't have to go to work the day after tomorrow. I'll be back as soon as possible. You have to take care of yourself at home." His wife was just pregnant and her morning sickness was so severe today that he was very worried about her.

But there is no way for my daughter to ignore it.

"I am such a big man, I can definitely take care of myself, don't worry."

Qian Yiman is not a hypocritical person either.