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

Leaving his two sons to play in the living room by themselves, Yan Zhengting cleared the dishes and took them to the kitchen to wash.

There were only two sets of dishes and chopsticks, and they were washed in no time.

"Once upon a time, there was a rabbit in the forest..."

In the living room, little boy Yan Qinbei was holding a book in his hand, sitting next to his younger brother and telling him a story...with a rare serious look on his face.

However, Yan Qinnan was leaning against the sofa and looked a little out of sorts. He looked listless and still had no energy.

Yan Zhengting walked over and sat next to his son. He first stretched out his hand to feel the temperature of the little guy's forehead. Then, he put his forehead against it.

The body temperature now seems to be a little lower than before. It should be the effect of the spiritual spring water.

Thinking of this, the old father finally felt relieved.

The thoughtful actions of his father made Yan Qinnan more dependent on him. Without saying a word, he climbed onto his father's lap and sat in his arms, feeling that the whole world was at ease.

The little guy has been quiet and introverted since he was young, and rarely takes the initiative to act coquettishly and clingy.

Perhaps it was the illness that made his heart fragile, and he just wanted to hide in his father's arms to find a sense of security.

In an instant, Yan Zhengting's heart softened.

I adjusted my son to a more comfortable position, and patted the little guy's back with my warm hands, soothing him softly...

It is said that mother is the best in the world, and happiness is inevitable when you embrace your mother...

But, in fact, there are many good fathers in the world. If you embrace your father, you will also be happy...

Father’s embrace is very warm and makes people feel safe. When someone loves you, you always want to act like a spoiled child.

Little Yan Qinnan buried his head in his father's chest and said softly, "Dad, I feel bad..."

The little guy was so tiny, lying in his arms and acting coquettishly, and Yan Zhengting, the old father, was almost heartbroken.

He ruffled the child's hair and soothed him softly, "Be good, you will feel better when you wake up after a good sleep..."

The little guy nodded in response, being so well-behaved, which made people feel even more sympathetic.

Worried that the child would not be comfortable sleeping downstairs, Yan Zhengting said, "How about we sleep upstairs?"

“Okay~~”

The little guy is still very well-behaved and does whatever his father says.

Yan Zhengting stood up holding his son and prepared to go upstairs.

Yan Qinnan lay on his father's shoulder, his eyes fixed on Yan Qinbei who was following behind them. From this angle, he could clearly see the envy on his brother's face.

The next second, he pulled his father's sleeve, blinked his eyes and asked, "Dad, can you pick up my brother too?"

Hearing this, Yan Zhengting was confused and seemed to be stunned for a second.

It was not until he suddenly thought of something and turned to look at his eldest son with a wonderful expression behind him that he finally realized what these words meant.

He stopped and called out, "Xiao Bei."

"Dad, Dad, I don't mean that. I'm a grown-up kid already..." The expression on Yan Qinbei's face was awkward but also revealed envy. His voice became weaker and weaker as time went on, and anyone could tell that he was not being sincere.

Children's thoughts are very obvious, and everything is clearly written on their faces.

Yan Zhengting chose to pretend that he knew nothing, thinking that he should give this brat some face.

He smiled, then squatted down and said to the awkward little bastard behind him: "Xiaobei, come up."

"..."

Happiness comes so suddenly.

It seemed that he had not expected such a good thing to happen. Little Yan Qinbei looked up with a look of surprise and joy.

Then, without even a second's hesitation, he happily climbed onto his father's broad and strong shoulders and hugged his neck to prevent himself from falling.

The curve of his mouth that kept widening fully demonstrated his good mood.

His well-reasoned rebuttal just now disappeared without a trace at this moment, as if he had never said it.

Just like that, Yan Zhengting walked up the stairs steadily, holding one in his arms and carrying another on his back.

It can be said that they are two happy "burdens"!