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

The child had so many questions that Qian Yiman began to change the subject.

She glanced around the living room and asked casually, "Is your sister up?"

Yan Qinbei replied: "I am up. I am frying fried eggs for my brother and me in the kitchen..."

He was happy when he said this.

The elder sister loves her two younger brothers the most and will make them whatever they want to eat immediately.

Qian Yiman glanced in the direction of the kitchen. She knew Yan Jingqiu loved the two little ones very much, so her tone was half helpless and half doting, "You two, you ask for so much so early in the morning..."

Little boy Yan Qinbei disagrees with this. He says, “The sun is already shining on our butts, so how can it be too early?”

He corrected her, "Mom, it's not early at all. You slept in..."

"Mom, it's really late..." Yan Qinnan, a child who usually speaks little, stood next to his brother and echoed what he said when he heard it.

Qian Yiman: "..."

Why is the topic back here again?

She touched her nose inconspicuously, walked towards the bathroom, and said, "Well, you two can play for a while. Mom will go brush her teeth and wash her face first."

As Qian Yiman walked into the bathroom, Yan Jingqiu came out of the kitchen with a plate of fried eggs.

She walked to the dining table and put the plate on it.

Then, she patted her apron and shouted towards the living room, "Xiaobei, Xiaonan, come and eat!"

"we are coming!"

"Thank you sister..."

"Sister, you are so kind."

Seeing the golden and crispy fried eggs on the plate, the two little guys pulled out a chair and sat down, picked up a fried egg, and took a big bite.

While eating, don't forget to fart.

"Sister, I like eating this kind of crispy edges the most..."

When Yan Qinbei took a bite of the crispy and fragrant fried egg, he felt completely satisfied.

How could you not like it? Yan Jingqiu made it according to the taste that the two brothers like.

Little Yan Qinnan was sitting there eating leisurely, but little Yan Qinbei was the opposite, looking anxious and hurried.

Yan Jingqiu was worried that he would choke if he ate so fast.

So, he reminded her worriedly: "Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch the food from you..."

After being reminded by his sister, Yan Qinbei slowed down his eating speed. It was really unpleasant to choke.

Yan Jingqiu was just about to sit down to eat breakfast when she suddenly remembered something and continued to ask, "I heard you talking just now. Is your mother up?"

"Um...yes, Mommy went to brush her teeth and wash her face." Little Yan Qinbei was eating something, and his voice was a little unclear.

However, Yan Jingqiu heard everything he said clearly.

The next second, she stood up and said to her two younger brothers, "You two eat slowly here. I'll go to the kitchen and fry two more eggs..."

As she spoke, she went into the kitchen again.

He opened the lid of the pot and there was still some oil in it, so Yan Jingqiu added some more.

When the oil pan was hot, two golden and crispy fried eggs were fried as quickly as possible. This is the best way for Qian Yiman, and also the best for her two younger brothers.

Like mother, like son. Qian Yiman and her two sons don’t like overly soft poached eggs.

Therefore, whenever Yan Zhengting and Yan Jingqiu, father and daughter, were in charge of frying eggs, they would fry them the way Qian Yiman and her two sons liked best.

When Qian Yiman came to the dining table, Yan Jingqiu's poached eggs were ready.

She came to the table with two poached eggs and said with a smile, "Aunt Qian, these are the poached eggs you like."

"Thank you Jingqiu." Qian Yiman felt warm in her heart and asked her, "How about yours?"

Didn't she prepare it herself?

"Mine is here. I want to eat boiled eggs today..." Yan Jingqiu smiled and pointed to a small bowl on the table, then pulled out the chair opposite and sat down.