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

Since Yan Zhengting will be transferred to Kyoto, today is the day he and Qian Yiman will take the children back to Kyoto.

Thinking that she would never have the chance to come in here again, Qian Yiman walked back and forth in the room, looking at it again and again, feeling very reluctant to leave.

They came here as soon as they got married. Every item in the house was bought bit by bit by her and Yan Zhengting, and every flower and grass in the yard were planted by them personally.

Both of their children grew up here. This yard is filled with their family's laughter and joy, and is home to many memories.

I have to leave here suddenly, and it is inevitable to feel sad and reluctant.

The large pieces of furniture in the house had been sold, and the remaining pots, pans, tables, chairs and benches were given to Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Lin respectively.

Some of the more valuable things were also put into the space for temporary storage without anyone noticing, and she would find a chance to take them out when she arrived at the new place.

The house at this time has become very empty.

Qian Yiman stood in the living room for a while, then turned and walked towards her and Yan Zhengting's bedroom.

She stood at the door and looked around the room carefully again, as if she wanted to engrave all the good memories here in her mind and take them away.

The birds outside the window were still chirping in the treetops, and the summer breeze blew in with a hint of heat, brushing her cheeks.

After a moment, Qian Yiman walked to the window, took a look at the scenery outside, and then reached out to close the window.

There was a familiar sound of footsteps behind me.

As soon as she turned her head, she was embraced by the man's strong arms.

Yan Zhengting was very tall. Qian Yiman looked up at him, her bright eyes gleaming with a soft light. "Have you moved all your luggage?"

"Well, it's all loaded in the car." Yan Zhengting knew that she was reluctant to leave this place, so he didn't say much. He just stretched out his big hand and gently rubbed the top of her head, his tone full of pampering and tenderness, "Let's go home, the children are still waiting in the car..."

"Okay, let's go home..."

Yan Zhengting held Qian Yiman's hand and walked out of the yard before letting go of her hand. After locking the door, the two walked towards the car parked outside the yard gate.

Yan Jingqiu was sitting in the back seat with her two younger brothers. When they saw their parents, the brothers Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan leaned on the car windows and waved, looking quite excited.

"mom!"

"Eh!"

"Mom, get in the car!"

"Here I am..." Yan Zhengting had already opened the passenger door for her. Qian Yiman smiled broadly at the two children, then got into the car carefully and sat down.

Yes, although there is reluctance here.

However, as long as the family is together, they will continue to create many beautiful memories in the new place.

After helping her close the car door, Yan Zhengting walked around to the other side and got into the driver's seat.

The car started and was ready to set off.

The voices of Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Lin were heard outside the car window.

"and many more!"

"Etc., etc……"

Qian Yiman leaned on the car window and looked out, only to see Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Lin running towards them in a hurry, both of them seemed to be holding something in their hands.

"Sister-in-law, didn't I tell you not to send it off..."

Parting is always sad, so a few days ago, Qian Yiman told the two of them not to come specially to see them off.

The two of them came to the car window panting. Sister Lin's voice was still loud, and she joked: "You said you don't want to send it, so don't send it? If we listen to you, wouldn't we lose face..."

Then, he handed a large bag to Qian Yiman and said, "Here, these are the buns I made especially for you. They are still hot and fresh from the pan. You can take them with you on the road. Didn't you say that you like the buns I make the most..."

Because of steaming these fresh buns, we almost ran out of time.

"Sister-in-law..." Qian Yiman looked at the heavy bag of buns in her hand, the feeling in her heart was a little indescribable.

"Eh... no need to say more, I understand..." Mrs. Lin waved her hands, as if she didn't want to make things so sad.

"Yiman, these are the boiled eggs I cooked. You can take them with you to eat on the road..." As she spoke, Mrs. Fang also handed over a bag of boiled eggs.

Whether it's steamed buns or boiled eggs, they are all full of love...

"Sister-in-law, you really are..." Qian Yiman paused, without saying anything else that would only add to the sadness, and just smiled and said, "Thank you..."

"Okay, let's get going early. We'll go to Kyoto to visit you if we have the chance..."

"Okay, I'll wait for you..."

"Goodbye Aunt Fang, goodbye Aunt Lin!" At this time, the children also leaned their heads out of the car and waved goodbye to them.

"Goodbye, children!"

Mrs. Fang and Mrs. Lin stood there waving their hands, watching their car drive farther and farther away.

Only when they disappeared from view did Qian Yiman withdraw her gaze from the car window and sit back in her seat.

The sadness of parting did not last long because there was a talkative kid named Yan Qinbei in the car.

Yan Jingqiu and Yan Qinnan were quiet and reserved most of the time, but he was the only one who kept talking from the time they set out until they returned to Kyoto.

The noise levels are as follows:

"Mom, Grandpa said last time that he would take me to buy toys when I return to Kyoto..."

"Mom, grandma said she would make delicious food for me and take me to visit Grandma Wang's house next door to see the kittens..."

"Mom, I seem to be a little hungry, can I have a bun now?"

"Dad, when will we get home?"

"Dad, when can I drive like you?"

"..."