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

Time passed by as we bickered and ran.

After the exercise, Comrade Lao Fang suggested going to buy breakfast, and the three grown men walked towards the cafeteria in unison.

Since they all lived in the same direction, the three grown men went home together after breakfast.

Whether on the way here or on the way back, Comrade Lao Fang talked a lot, chattering non-stop.

This was in stark contrast to Yan Zhengting, who had been quiet along the way.

But this did not affect Comrade Lao Fang's interest at all, and he talked to Yan Zhengting and Lao Lin with great interest.

Yan Zhengting looked normal, only responding to him with a few words occasionally.

When he reached a certain section of the road, he glanced in another direction, thinking about something.

With a thought in mind, he said to Lao Fang and Lao Lin, "You two go back first. I'll go back to the cafeteria."

As he spoke, he prepared to go back.

"canteen?"

"Ah."

"Isn't it breakfast you are holding in your hands? Why are you going to the canteen?" Comrade Lao Fang stopped him and asked puzzledly.

"You bought too little, go buy some more..." Yan Zhengting said calmly, "Let's go.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and left, ignoring the two people behind him who were full of confusion.

"This, this, this... do you believe what he said?"

Comrade Lao Fang pointed at Yan Zhengting's receding back and glanced at Comrade Lao Lin beside him, his face full of disbelief.

"I don't believe it." Comrade Lao Lin touched his chin and said thoughtfully, Lao Yan was really a little strange today.

"But..." Comrade Lao Lin continued, "I think what Lao Yan said must have his reasons, so let's just ignore it."

"That's right..." Based on his understanding of Old Yan over the years, he definitely didn't go to the cafeteria.

Comrade Lao Fang was extremely curious, and his gossipy heart was ready to act. "But, I'm really curious about what this guy is doing..."

Look at this sneaky look, it's obviously suspicious.

Comrade Lao Fang looked at Lao Lin beside him and suggested maliciously:

"or……"

"Shall we sneak over and take a look?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was met with a big eye roll from Comrade Lao Lin.

Then, he said bluntly, "Are you sure Old Yan won't punish you if you do this?"

Comrade Lao Fang: "..."

Comrade Lao Fang finally regained his senses after recalling the scene where he was pinned down and crushed by Yan Zhengting on the training ground.

I can’t beat him, so I’d better not provoke him.

I'm old and can't stand being beaten.

Thinking of this, Comrade Lao Fang touched his nose and said awkwardly: "Uh... forget it, let's go, let's go home first, my wife is still waiting for me to bring her breakfast..."

Seeing that he looked so guilty, Comrade Lao Lin smiled, shook his head and followed him.

Yan Zhengting opened the door and walked in. The house was still quiet. Qian Yiman and the children had not gotten up yet.

He put the breakfast in the pot to warm it, then quietly opened the bedroom door and walked in.

After a few minutes he came out and went to the bathroom again.

My body was covered in sweat, so I took a quick shower and felt refreshed.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his watch. It was still early. He sat alone at the dining table and ate his breakfast leisurely.

Qian Yiman didn't wake up until she finished breakfast.

Yan Zhengting went back to the room, took a look at her, gave her a secret kiss, and then reluctantly went out to work.