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

Child Yan Qinbei has not seen his father for several days and has already begun to miss him.

After Qian Yiman heard this, he replied gently: "Dad has something very important to do. When it is done, he will go home and play with our Xiaobei..."

Son, not only do you miss your dad, I miss your mom too.

Faced with his mother's explanation, the child Yan Qinbei had only a half-understood explanation and scratched his head in confusion.

One thing he understood was that his father was not free to go home yet.

After the little guy understood it, he felt a little depressed. He lay on his mother's shoulder without saying a word, and his expression was a little bit unconcealable.

However, the child was still very sensible and did not cry.

Qian Yiman put him on the bathroom floor, twisted a hot water towel and helped him wash his face...

After serving the child, he quickly washed himself.

Finally, I put some cream on myself and the little guy. Winter in the north is very dry, and some skin can easily dry out if you don't apply it.

Seeing the little guy's disappointed look, Qian Yiman knelt down, put his forehead against his, and coaxed him with a smile.

"Come, mom, smell it and see if it smells good..."

"Well, it smells so good..."

The child Yan Qinbei was amused by his mother, his face instantly turned from gloomy to clear, and he threw himself into his mother's arms with a smile.

After finally coaxing his son, Qian Yiman breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood up with the little guy in his arms and walked out of the bathroom.

At this time, Yan's mother had already put the porridge on the stove to cook, and just started eating it when it was cooked.

She closed the lid and walked out of the kitchen.

Seeing Qian Yiman, he said, "Manman, I'll cook some porridge, and we'll eat some side dishes with it. We can have some in the morning."

After breakfast, Yan's mother still had a lot of ingredients to deal with, so she planned to make breakfast simple.

After all, the New Year’s Eve dinner in the evening is the most important thing.

"Mom, it's okay. It's all up to your arrangement." Qian Yiman doesn't have high requirements for breakfast. Besides, she is only responsible for eating and has no opinions.

Forty minutes later, at the dinner table.

Qian Yiman took a sip of the white porridge and added a piece of pickled radish to go with it, which was refreshing and appetizing.

After swallowing it all, she said, "Mom, I'll help you with the New Year's Eve dinner today."

Although she is not good at cooking New Year's Eve dinner, she is still good at washing dishes.

After hearing this, Yan's mother felt very happy, but she refused without thinking, "No, I don't need you in the kitchen. Just let your dad come, and you can just stay with the children..."

In Yan's mother's heart, Qian Yiman is still a child, and it is most appropriate for her to play with the children.

"When Xiaonan is full, sleep well and take care of Xiaobei. Let Jingqiu and dad take care of Xiaobei." Qian Yiman ignored his mother-in-law's refusal and said persistently: "I will help you today and make some chicken soup for you." How about you show your hand?"

Although we don’t have the talent for cooking, we have the talent for making soup.

Qian Yiman's persistence ultimately resulted in Yan's mother being defeated.

After breakfast, Qian Yiman wanted to wash the dishes, but Yan's mother didn't let him.

Helpless, Qian Yiman could only play with his son with building blocks.

Recently, the little guy has become addicted to stacking blocks and cannot extricate himself. Everyone in the family is a building block in his daily life.

Whoever is lucky enough to be drawn, you can't refuse that kind of thing.

He will look at you longingly with his big, bright eyes until you relent and agree to play with him.