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

In the evening, Yan Qinbei's mother helped Yan Qinbei's child wash up, but the little boy kept clamoring to sleep with his mother.

There was no other way, so Yan's mother had no choice but to go find Qian Yiman with her grandson in her arms.

Hearing the knock on the door, Qian Yiman walked over and opened the door.

"mom."

"Manman, Xiaobei has been making noises about sleeping with you, and your father and I can't coax him..." He is usually fine, but this child didn't know what happened tonight, and he was particularly noisy.

"Mom, then Xiaobei, please sleep with me tonight, and you and dad should go to bed early." Qian Yiman took the child from her mother-in-law's arms and said with a smile.

It's been a long time since she took her son to bed, so he probably missed her too.

As soon as Yan Qinbei's child arrived in his mother's arms, he hugged her neck tightly and lay in her arms.

It looked like she was afraid of being taken away by grandma.

"But, if you take care of two people alone at night, I'm afraid you won't be able to take care of it..." Yan's mother was a little worried.

She originally wanted to wait until the child fell asleep before taking her back. She was worried that Qian Yiman would not be able to take care of the two children by himself at night.

However, it was obvious that Qian Yiman had no intention of doing this.

She believes that this is not good for the children and may make them feel abandoned.

She let her son lie on her shoulder, patted his back gently, and deliberately lowered her voice, "Mom, I can do it. Xiaonan is very well-behaved and sleeps after feeding at night. Xiaobei is so old that he can sleep all night Until dawn, don’t worry..."

Qian Yiman stood at the door holding the child, urging her mother-in-law to go back to the room to sleep.

Yan's mother turned back three times, but when she saw how dependent her grandson was on her mother, she had no choice but to give up.

Next room.

The child Yan Qinbei was a little drowsy.

After Qian Yiman locked the door, he walked around the room with his son in his arms, patting him gently.

It had been a while since she had coaxed the little guy to sleep like this, and she felt that she owed him a little. I just want to be gentler to him and make it up to him.

The kid Yan Qinbei didn’t think so much.

All he knew was that he was being held in his mother's arms at this moment, feeling fragrant, warm and safe.

Not long after, the little guy fell asleep on his mother's shoulder.

Hearing his son's shallow breathing, Qian Yiman quietly sat on the edge of the big bed.

Take off the child's coat, carefully put him on the bed, and cover him with a quilt.

Qian Yiman smiled looking at his son's quiet and cute little face after he fell asleep.

Then, he stood up and took a look at his younger son.

Child Yan Qinnan had drank breast milk and was sleeping very soundly in the crib.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know what sweet dream he had.

Qian Yiman tucked him in with the quilt very gently, looked at the younger son in front of him, and then turned to look at the eldest son on the big bed.

I just felt full of happiness spreading in my chest.

It would be great if Yan Zhengting was around at this time.

This is the first New Year without him by her side since she came here.

Frankly speaking, she was not used to it and she missed him very much.

Although at the dinner table, she acted very happy and kept talking and laughing.

However, without him around, even eating felt like it was missing a lot of flavor, and such a lively festival seemed to become boring.

The person next to you is so important.

With him by my side, I feel happy no matter what I do.

Without him, no matter what you do, it will be boring.

She stood in front of the window and glanced at the moon outside.

I wonder if Yan Zhengting is also looking at the same moon above her head with her at this moment.

Are you thinking about her too?

He stood like this for a while, until he felt a little chilly, Qian Yiman closed the curtains and returned to bed.

She turned off the bedside lamp, covered herself with quilt, and stared at the ceiling for a long time.

Qian Yiman suffered from insomnia and didn't fall asleep for a long time.

I couldn't stop thinking about that man in my mind.

I miss his warm embrace and his gentle and doting voice in my ears...

I couldn't express my thoughts clearly in a few words, I just hoped that he would come home safely as soon as possible.

Finally, she didn't know what time it was before she fell asleep.

Qian Yiman had a dream and slept very uneasily. There was Yan Zhengting in the dream.

However, this dream made her feel inexplicably flustered.