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

Qian Yiman's ears were red, and she leaned in his arms obediently, not daring to move around any more.

Both of them knew that they couldn't let themselves go now, so they didn't speak anymore, they just hugged each other quietly, holding back the excitement in their hearts.

After a while, the two gradually calmed down.

The child Yan Qinnan in the crib had been lying there for so long. He was tired of playing and now started to protest.

Hearing the child's intermittent cries, Yan Zhengting reluctantly let go of the child in his arms.

"I'm going to hold the baby."

Pressing a quick kiss on the woman's lips, he carefully placed her on the chair and walked towards the crib.

For such a tiny child, he has nothing to worry about except eating and drinking. As soon as she was held in her father's arms, she stopped crying.

At this time, Qian Yiman also came over and stood beside the father and son.

She ruffled the little guy's hair and said to the man next to her, "I'm going to go out and brush my teeth and wash my face first. Mom said before that I would cook more dishes today, so I'm going to help..."

"Let's go, I'll come with you."

"good……

As soon as he opened the bedroom door, Qian Yiman heard a series of "ping ping ping ping" sounds coming from the kitchen.

As she expected, her mother-in-law would get up very early today and be busy in the kitchen.

She went to the bathroom to wash up quickly, and then went to Yan Zhengting to wash up.

When Yan Zhengting came out of the bathroom, Qian Yiman handed the child in his arms to him and said, "You take care of the child for a while, and I'll go to the kitchen to take a look."

When she came to the kitchen, Yan's mother was wearing an apron and rolling out noodles in front of the stove.

Qian Yiman stepped forward and said helplessly: "Mom, didn't I tell you not to get up so early..."

After hearing the sound, Yan's mother turned around and smiled, and replied: "It's okay. I'm older and not so sleepy. I just thought about getting up early to roll out some noodles and cook a bowl of longevity noodles for Xiaobei... …”

Time flies like water, and before we know it, it’s the second day of February again.

On this day when the dragon raises its head, child Yan Qinbei will be turning two years old.

"Mom, is there anything I can do to help?"

Qian Yiman didn't know how to roll noodles, so he never took the rolling pin from Yan's mother and operated it himself. He only asked if there was anything else he could do.

Yan's mother had already cleaned many of the dishes that were going to be cooked for lunch today, cut them and put them aside. She thought about it, and there really wasn't anything else she needed help with.

Finally, she racked her brains and came up with a small favor, "How about you go to the backyard to pick some green onions and peel a few vegetable leaves and come back..."

It will come in handy when cooking noodles later.

"……okay."

No matter how small the task is, it is still a task.

Qian Yiman readily accepted this "huge" task, picked up a bamboo basket on the ground, and walked out of the kitchen.

At this time, the sun has just emerged from the clouds, the dew has not yet dried, and the vegetable field is still a little wet.

In order to avoid getting wet from the dew, she rolled up her sleeves before entering the vegetable patch.

She thought about what she saw in the kitchen just now. There were a lot of meat and vegetarian dishes at home. She seemed to be unable to eat all the food she picked, so in the end she only picked a small handful of green onions and five or six vegetable leaves before entering the house.

After she washed all the vegetables and spring onions, her mother-in-law kicked her out of the kitchen and asked her to go to the living room to play by herself.

in the living room.

At this time, only Yan Zhengting was sitting there reading the newspaper. Where was the child in his arms?

Qian Yiman walked up to him and asked, "Captain Yan, where is the child?"

"Dad took me out. He said he was going for a walk."

Yan Zhengting pulled her to sit next to him and inadvertently touched the wet hem of her clothes, "Why is it wet here?"

"Oh, maybe it got wet in the vegetable patch just now. I just need to wipe it."

"No, if it's so wet, I'd better go back to the house and change into another one, so as not to catch a cold..."

After saying that, Yan Zhengting took her back to the bedroom to change clothes without any refusal.

After changing their clothes, the two of them made love to each other in the bedroom and didn't go out for a long time.

It is rare for children to have some alone time when someone takes care of them, so we must cherish every minute and every second.

However, this leisurely time did not last long, and was soon broken by a rapid knock on the door.

"Mommy mommy!……"

"dad……"

Outside the door, there was the voice of child Yan Qinbei.

Yan Zhengting hugged his wife and did not move, pretending not to hear.

Qian Yiman pushed him gently and reminded him, "Your son is awake."

"I know." Yan Zhengting sighed, buried his head in the crook of her neck and rubbed it, pretending not to let go, "But, I want to pretend not to hear..."

"..."

Seeing the man acting coquettishly with him like a child, Qian Yiman couldn't help but feel soft, and raised his wrist to touch his hair.

"Comrade Yan Zhengting..." He suppressed the laughter in his heart and discussed with him: "I think you should give your son a face today. After all, it's his birthday..."

"Well, you have the final say." Yan Zhengting was somewhat reluctant.

"So good." Qian Yiman smiled at the man, kissed him on the face, then got off his lap and ran to open the door.

The moment he opened the door, child Yan Qinbei immediately ran over and hugged his mother's thigh, shouting for her to hug her.

Yesterday was Friday, and Yan Jingqiu happened to go home.

The little guy is clinging to his sister and insisted on sleeping with her last night, which made the family feel uneasy.

However, he finally got his wish.

Qian Yiman bent down and picked him up, "Xiao Bei, tell mom, did you wet the bed last night?"

"Mom is bad! Hmph!"

Look, what are the questions being asked? Yan Qinbei, the child, pouted to show that he was unhappy.