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

After the two of them finished breakfast, Qian Yiman went to clean the lunch box and dishes.

As soon as she stepped out, Yan's mother came over.

Yan's mother opened the door and walked into the ward. When she saw her son leaning on the bedside, she was overjoyed. All her worries for the past few days turned into tears at this moment.

Yan's mother wiped the tears from her face excitedly, came to the hospital bed, took her son's hand and looked him up and down.

After confirming that he was really fine, he finally let go of the worry that had been hanging over him these past few days.

Looking at his mother's red eyes, Yan Zhengting knew that everyone in his family had been worried about his own affairs recently. He patted her hand and comforted her: "Mom, I'm fine."

"As long as it's okay, it's okay... Mom is just so happy..."

Being able to hear her son's voice again and seeing him sitting here safe and sound made Yan's mother feel happier than anything else.

Thinking that the child was still in a coma before leaving the hospital yesterday afternoon, she continued to ask: "When did you wake up?"

"Yesterday evening, Manman said that not long after you returned..."

"Oh, this is such an unlucky thing. If I had known, I would have left a little later..." At this point, Yan's mother felt a little regretful. It would have been better if she could have known about such a happy thing earlier.

Since Yan Zhengting's accident, she and the old man had not slept well for many days. They lay in bed every night and kept caring about their son in the hospital.

However, luckily everything is fine and luckily safe.

As a mother, she always has a lot of worries when her child is injured.

Before Yan Zhengting could say anything, Yan's mother asked with concern: "Zhengting, what did the doctor say? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else?"

"Except for the wound still hurting, the doctor said there are no major problems in other aspects. Just have a good rest. Don't worry too much..."

"That's good, that's good..." Yan's mother kept repeating this sentence, her happiness was beyond words.

"Mom, you and Dad have worked hard during this time."

The old couple not only have to help take care of the children, but also have to travel back and forth between home and the hospital every day. As you can imagine, this is not an easy task.

"You kid, why are you so polite to your own parents? If something happens, if your dad and I don't help, who will?" Nothing is more important than her son's safety. Yan's mother smiled and scolded: "Besides, Manman is the one who works the hardest. Yes, I take care of you every day in the hospital with no clothes on..."

They are all women, and Yan’s mother can empathize with them.

With her husband in a coma and the two children at home still so young, Qian Yiman was having a hard time, and the pain in his heart was no less than anyone else.

Yan's mother originally wanted to tell him to treat his wife well in the future, but when she thought about the good relationship between the two children, it seemed that it didn't matter whether she said it or not.

The mother and son talked for a while, and Qian Yiman came back.

She opened the door and came in, and saw Yan's mother sitting there talking to Yan Zhengting.

"Mom, you're here." Qian Yiman greeted Yan's mother with a smile and put the cleaned lunch box aside.

"I couldn't sleep anyway, so I came here early. I was relieved to see that the main court was fine." Yan's mother replied, feeling very good at this time.

"Mom, it was too late last night, so I didn't have time to notify you and my dad..." Qian Yiman started to explain.

The level of technology is not high these days, and communication is not that convenient. If you have a mobile phone, it is just a matter of phone calls.