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

"Mom, why haven't Dad and sister come back yet?"

"I'm tired of waiting..."

The two kids, Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan, waited and waited, but they didn't come back, so they started asking questions non-stop.

"Wait a little longer, it should be here soon." Qian Yiman sat on the sofa, hugging one of them, and raised her hand to rub her son's head, and asked softly, "Are you two hungry? Why don't you eat first?"

Hearing this, the two little guys shook their heads and said that they were not hungry and wanted to wait for their father and sister to come home to eat together.

After all, I had just drunk a bowl of soup, and now my whole body was warm and I didn’t feel hungry at all.

A few minutes passed and the yard was still quiet, with no sound of anyone moving around.

Qian Yiman was a little worried, so she stood up and walked to the window and looked into the yard. It was pitch black outside, and there was no movement at all, and it was silent...

At this time, the autumn wind blew and moved the curtains.

There's a slight chill in the air.

"Ah chirp..."

She suddenly felt an itch in her nose and sneezed unexpectedly, loud and crisp.

Then he reached out to close the curtains and turned to go to the dining table.

The temperature in autumn is different from that in summer. The dishes that Yan Zhengting had cooked before going out are no longer steaming.

Qian Yiman took the plate to the kitchen and put it back in the pot to warm it up so that they could eat directly when they came back.

Just as I put the lid on the pot, I heard the sound of a door opening outside.

Qian Yiman was delighted and left the kitchen as quickly as possible. As soon as she walked outside, she saw Yan Zhengting and Yan Jingqiu, father and daughter, pushing the door open.

Before she could take any action, Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan rushed forward and hugged their father and sister's thighs affectionately.

"Dad..." Little Yan Qinnan pulled his father's trouser leg and called softly.

Yan Zhengting touched his son's hair, took his little hand and walked inside.

"Sister, why are you back so late today?" On the other side, Yan Qinbei kept pestering his sister and talking non-stop, showing his chatterbox potential to the fullest, "Sister, are you hungry? Daddy made you your favorite scrambled eggs with tomatoes..."

"My sister had a meeting at school today, so she's a little late..." Yan Jingqiu replied with a smile.

Qian Yiman came over, her face full of concern, "Why are you back so late?"

As the children were all around, Yan Zhengting resisted the urge to hug her and replied in a gentle voice: "I'm sorry to have worried you. Jingqiu was late for the meeting today and missed the bus. I almost drove to the school to pick her up..."

"You must be very hungry at this hour. Let's eat first. The food is already heating up in the pot."

Fortunately, it was a false alarm. Qian Yiman breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense mood she had felt during the waiting time instantly disappeared.

At this time, Yan Jingqiu came over and said apologetically: "Aunt Qian, I'm sorry to have made you worry."

"I'm glad you're okay. Are you hungry?" Qian Yiman smiled at her, took her hand and walked towards the dining table. "Let's eat first. Your dad made you scrambled eggs with tomatoes tonight, and I also went to the cafeteria to buy two servings of fried hairtail..."

Yan Zhengting asked the two children to sit and wait at the dining table, and he took the initiative to go to the kitchen to serve the dishes and rice.

The dishes served in the evening were all everyone’s favorites, and everyone was very satisfied after the meal.

As it was already late today, the family did not go out for a walk. Instead, they just walked around the yard a few times to digest the food.

Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan have now learned to take a bath by themselves, which relieves Qian Yiman and Yan Zhengting of their worries.

After the couple took a bath, they went to the room of the two little ones.

Yan Jingqiu was leaning against the bed with a storybook in her hand, and her two younger brothers were sitting on either side of her, telling them a story. The two little guys were so absorbed in listening that they didn't even notice their parents standing at the door.

Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman looked at each other, then understood each other and returned to their bedrooms with peace of mind.

I have to admit that it is a great blessing for parents to have such a reliable daughter!