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

After working hard, Qian Yiman finally finished cooking.

Yan Zhengting hasn't returned home yet, but fortunately, in this season, there's no need to worry about the food getting cold, so we can still eat it even if it's cold.

While waiting for him to come home from get off work, Qian Yiman had no intention of keeping herself idle. She took out the newly bought soap and prepared to wash clothes.

There are only two sets of clothes in the basin, and they can be washed in a short time.

There was a washing pool in the yard, but the temperature outside was too hot. Qian Yiman glanced at the sun outside the window and shook her head. She didn't have the courage to work outside in such a hot sun.

Thinking of this, the next second she took the clothes and basin into the bathroom without hesitation.

I have to say that the bathroom is quite cool. From time to time, there is wind blowing in from the window, as if it can blow away the hot feeling in my heart.

Qian Yiman squatted on the ground, soaked the clothes in water, took them out one by one, put soap on them, put them on the washboard and rubbed them slowly.

Judging from her unfamiliar movements, it was obvious that she lacked experience in washing clothes.

I have to say how lucky and happy it is to marry a man who is eager to pamper you.

Fortunately, summer clothes are relatively thin, and both husband and wife are hygienic people, so at most they would sweat a little, and it would not be that difficult to wash.

Qian Yiman hasn't had much chance to do housework in recent years, and after rubbing clothes for a long time, her arms are starting to feel sore.

Tsk... She despised herself in her heart. She became more and more spoiled the more someone pampered her!

Thinking about her past life, she had to do everything by herself. In the orphanage, she learned how to take care of herself from a young age, and learned all kinds of life skills.

In the past few years, Yan Zhengting had spoiled her to an almost abnormal degree, and spoiled her to the point that even her most basic life skills were beginning to regress.

Every time she asked him what to do if he spoiled her, he would only reply, "You are my wife, who else should I spoil if not you?"

Then, she sank into depravity again with a clear conscience.

There is only sweetness and no bitterness in every memory. Qian Yiman couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth. Her waist and hands were no longer sore, and she washed more vigorously.

"Let's row our oars and push the waves away. The sea reflects the beautiful white tower, surrounded by green trees and red walls..."

Qian Yiman hummed the lyrics while washing clothes, and suddenly felt that she had become more like a good wife and mother.

Yan Zhengting walked into his yard.

I took out my key, opened the door and walked in. I immediately smelled the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen.

This made his stomach, which originally had no feeling of hunger, seem empty in an instant.

Yan Zhengting felt sorry for Qian Yiman cooking for him in the kitchen on such a hot day.

He took off his hat and prepared to go to the kitchen to find his wife.

Before he could take a step forward, he heard some noise coming from the bathroom. He turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Yan Zhengting walked to the bathroom door and found his wife squatting on the floor washing clothes attentively, humming a song, and seemed to be in a good mood.

There was an unconcealable smile on her face, and no one knew what good news she had, but she didn't even notice him opening the door and coming in.

"Manman." he called softly.

"Hey, you're back?" Qian Yiman raised her head immediately after hearing the voice. Perhaps she was too absorbed in singing just now that she didn't hear him opening the door. "The food is in the pot and is ready. Go eat first. I'll wash it right away."

Yan Zhengting definitely couldn't let his wife work while he went out to eat.

"Don't wash it." He walked over and squatted beside Qian Yiman, took out her hands that were soaked in cold water, and then took a clean hand cloth to wipe the water droplets on them bit by bit, "Didn't I tell you to try not to touch cold water during this period? Your period will come in two days. I can wash these clothes when I get home from get off work..."

Qian Yiman obediently let him wipe his hands without saying anything, but her eyes kept lingering on him.

His careful and caring attitude made her feel as if she was still a child who needed to be taken care of.

How should I put it, this feeling is really wonderful!

Every time, she feels healed.

No matter how much time has passed, she still firmly believes that she came here, probably just to meet this man.

"Next time you don't obey me, I will punish you."

"Did you hear me?"

"......" The air was very quiet and no one answered.

Qian Yiman didn't say anything, and Yan Zhengting couldn't help feeling a little strange. He looked up and found that she was distracted.

He touched her fair and delicate cheek with his fingertips and asked softly, "What are you thinking about? Hmm?"

Qian Yiman came back to her senses when she felt a warm touch on her face.

She subconsciously grabbed the man's hand on her face and rubbed it gently in his large palm, showing her utmost attachment. "I was wondering why I didn't meet you earlier."

"......" You were still young at that time, and Yan Zhengting was embarrassed to say this.

Suddenly remembering that he was much older than her, Yan Zhengting felt depressed again. Sigh...

Fortunately, the love in his wife's eyes has not diminished at all, and has even become stronger.

Thinking of this, his mood suddenly became brighter.

Yan Zhengting carried her sideways and walked out of the bathroom, smiled and said, "It's okay, I will be with you from now on, we still have a lot of time to grow old together..."

Qian Yiman put her arms around the man's neck and met his gaze. She saw that the smile in his eyes was almost overflowing.

Yes, the two of them still have many, many years to grow old together...

The present and the future are the most important, aren't they?

"Okay, you have to stay with me from now on." After she figured it out, her mood became happy and she kissed the man on the face again and again with great joy.

This made the old man Yan Zhengting so happy that he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.

As they were kissing intently, Qian Yiman remembered that she still had things to do, "Hey, wait, wait, the clothes are not yet......"

"Be obedient, let's go eat first. Leave the clothes there and I'll wash them later..." Yan Zhengting interrupted her and without hesitation, he carried her straight to the dining table.

Then, Qian Yiman was put on a chair by Yan Zhengting like a queen dowager, and was told not to move and just wait for food to come.