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

She just sat there, her chin supported by her hands on the table, watching her man busy coming in and out without blinking.

If I had to describe it with a greasy word, it would be that her heart was bubbling with happiness at this moment.

There were constant sounds of cicadas chirping near the window, an electric fan was creaking beside me, the tempting aroma of food lingered in the house, and the beloved man had set the meal on the table.

Everything in front of her gave Qian Yiman a completely different feeling.

This summer doesn't seem to be as hard as I imagined.

She even felt that she could spend her summers like this for the rest of her life.

The rice is here, the dishes are here, and the chopsticks are here.

Yan Zhengting looked like he was going to feed her.

Qian Yiman quickly reached out and snatched the chopsticks from the man's hand, stopping him from trying to feed her, "I'll eat by myself today, you should eat quickly too."

Although it's true that she likes the feeling of being fed, she also can't bear to let him go hungry.

She has a very clear understanding of herself. She eats slowly and cannot finish her food in a short time.

Qian Yiman sat there eating with gusto, and Yan Zhengting stopped insisting when he saw this.

He took the empty bowl beside him and silently scooped a bowl of soup for her and placed it in front of her, "Drink slowly, be careful of the heat.

Qian Yiman took a sip of soup and urged, "Don't worry about me. Eat quickly."

"Not in a hurry."

The man didn't listen to her. He immediately lowered his head and began to help her pick out the fish bones. He looked so focused as if he was doing some rigorous scientific experiment.

Seeing that she couldn't urge him, Qian Yiman smiled helplessly.

She imitated him and scooped a spoonful of food to feed him, "Ah, open your mouth."

Yan Zhengting was stunned for a second, then opened his mouth and took it. He chewed it a few times and swallowed it. Today's meal seemed to be more delicious than ever.

In this way, Qian Yiman ate a bite herself, and then fed Yan Zhengting a bite, and she never got tired of it.

This unashamed sweetness lasted until Yan Zhengting picked out all the fish bones.

Yan Zhengting pushed the fish with the bones removed in front of Qian Yiman, then served himself a bowl of rice, sat next to her and started eating.

However, he felt that the food he ate and the food she fed him tasted a little different...

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When moving to a new home, there are quite a lot of daily necessities that need to be purchased. In just two days, Qian Yiman has run back and forth between home and the supply and marketing cooperative several times.

I go there once today because I lack this thing, and I go there again tomorrow because I lack that thing. Suddenly, I fall into a cycle.

That morning, Qian Yiman came out of the supply and marketing cooperative after buying things.

Just like usual, I didn't look around, and I only wanted to get home as quickly as possible, sit on a chair, eat watermelon and enjoy the fan.

To enter the family compound and return to her home, she had to go up a small slope, and she walked along that road as usual.

But when she walked there, she caught a glimpse of a little girl about four or five years old sitting on the ground wiping her tears. There was no adult around her. She wondered if she had sneaked out of the house when the adults weren't paying attention.

As a mother of two children herself, Qian Yiman couldn't bear to just ignore the child crying so aggrievedly.

She walked up to the little girl, squatted down beside her, and asked in the most gentle tone possible: "Little girl, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying here?"

"Ouch~ It hurts... " After hearing the stranger's voice, the little girl immediately raised her head.

I saw that her eyes were red and swollen from crying, as red as a rabbit's, but it still couldn't hide her cute little face, which was white and tender.

Judging from the situation, he must have been sitting here crying for quite some time.

Qian Yiman looked in the direction of the little girl's finger, and saw that a large piece of skin was worn away on her plump white wrist joint, with red blood faintly oozing out.

She felt pain just looking at it, let alone such a young child.

Whenever the two little ones at home got a little bumped, they would come to her and act coquettishly, looking aggrieved.

But the most important thing right now is to send the child home first. Qian Yiman was suddenly in trouble. She had just moved into the compound for two days and had no idea where the child came from.

"Come, let me blow on it for you, it will stop hurting soon..." Seeing that she wanted to cry again, Qian Yiman blew on the little girl's wound and coaxed her patiently, "Little girl, where are your parents?"

Hearing this, the little girl pointed in a direction and answered very clearly: "Mom and Dad are at home."

Qian Yiman followed the direction she pointed, and what a coincidence, it was the same direction as her home.

I just don't know if the way the child pointed out is correct, so Qian Yiman asked again: "Do you remember how to get to your home?"

"Sister, I know." The little girl nodded, and her well-behaved appearance was very endearing.

"Then...I'll take you home."

Qian Yiman was just about to say "Auntie will take you home", but she didn't expect that this cute little girl actually called her "sister". She also changed her words and called herself "sister".

Just call her sister, it sounds younger!

She couldn't ask for more!

When helping the little girl to stand up, Qian Yiman discovered that both her knees had abrasions of varying degrees. She looked pitiful, no wonder she cried like that just now.

She thought about it and decided to be a good person, so she decided to just carry her and go.

"Come on, sister will hold you."

"Thank you sister."

The little girl sniffed. This sister was so pretty, she shouldn't be the bad person who kidnapped children as her parents said.

Qian Yiman thought, this little girl is quite polite. Even though she was so sad, she still remembered to thank me.

Then she put away the umbrella she was opening and put the cloth bag in her hand on one shoulder.

Then, he picked up the pitiful yet cute little fat girl.

Don’t ask her why she doesn’t hold an umbrella. This little girl looks like a heavyweight baby, and it is impossible for her to hold the baby in one hand and hold an umbrella in the other.

Just let it dry in the sun, but I guess you will have to drink a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi water when you get home.

Qian Yiman used both hands to hold the injured girl, and then walked forward under the scorching sun, sweating.

Fortunately, people in this era are more honest and simple, and there is no need to worry about being scammed for doing good deeds. If it were in her previous life, Qian Yiman would not dare to show her love so casually, after all, her family did not have an extra house to compensate.

By the time Qian Yiman followed the direction the child pointed and found her home carrying her, she was already sweating and panting.

It is no exaggeration to say that the feeling was like a big yellow ox plowing two acres of land, tired, hot and thirsty.

Want to ask her why she is so tired?

Don’t be fooled by the fact that this child is young, she is fat!

Moreover, he is really fat!

I have to say, when my two big sons were this big, they were not this heavy when I held them in my arms!