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

The next afternoon, Qian Yiman went to pick up the two children.

On the way back, I stopped by the cafeteria and ordered two meat dishes that the children liked.

When the mother and her two sons opened the door and went in, they heard the sound of running water in the kitchen, and Qian Yiman subconsciously looked at the wall.

There was a military cap hanging on the wall. Who else could it be but Yan Zhengting?

But why did he get off work so early today?

Qian Yiman put the lunch box in her hand on the dining table, rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the kitchen while thinking.

The sound of running water had stopped, and a familiar figure was standing in front of the stove in the kitchen, cutting vegetables. His shirt sleeves were folded up above his arms, revealing the veins on the back of his hands, which were stained with water.

Maybe it’s because he’s good-looking, even a simple action like cutting vegetables looks so pleasing to the eye on Yan Zhengting.

Whenever Qian Yiman thought that such a handsome and family-oriented man was hers, she couldn't help but feel happy from the inside out.

With a smile on her face, she walked towards him step by step, "Why did you come back so early today?"

"I went to the city for a meeting this afternoon and came back straight after it was over." Yan Zhengting paused what he was doing, lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently, and said softly, "I bought you some mung bean cakes and put them in the cupboard. You and the children can eat two pieces first to fill your stomach. I'll cook a few more dishes..."

"I'm not hungry. Let me help you pick beans. You can just cook the cabbage and beans. I passed by the canteen earlier and bought two meat dishes. They'll be enough for dinner..."

As for the children, Qian Yiman did not plan to let them eat mung bean cakes before meals, so as to prevent them from skipping meals after eating them.

Not only did Yan Zhengting get off work early today, but Yan Jingqiu also got home twenty minutes earlier than usual.

After dinner, Qian Yiman went to the kitchen to boil a pot of apple and hawthorn water to promote digestion, which would be perfect to pair with a piece of mung bean cake later.

When Yan Zhengting came in, she was about to take the casserole and walk out. He quickly stepped forward to stop her and said, "Manman, go get the mung bean cakes. I'll do the hot pot."

As long as he was around, he wouldn't let her do anything dangerous.

Qian Yiman felt sweet after hearing this, so she walked away obediently. She reached out and picked up the plate with the mung bean cake, and followed her husband to the dining table.

He put down what he was holding and shouted towards the living room:

"Jingqiu!"

"Xiaobei, Xiaonan, come over and have some delicious food!"

"Hey! Here we come!"

"Roar~~I'm here~~" There is no doubt that the one with the loudest voice is always Yan Qinbei.

When he heard there was something delicious to eat, he was the one who ran the fastest.

There were five members of the family, and each of them had a bowl of apple and hawthorn water and a piece of mung bean cake in front of them.

The children, including Qian Yiman, were very satisfied with this after-meal dessert combination, except Yan Zhengting, who frowned slightly as he looked at the mung bean cake and apple hawthorn juice in front of him. Sweets were not something he appreciated.

But, who can blame me for having a lovely wife at home?

Whenever this happened, she would coax him into eating it, and he usually couldn't refuse.

Today was no exception. Under her supervision, he finally ate and drank them all.

After eating and drinking, it’s time to get down to business.

Qian Yiman took the handkerchief handed to her by Yan Zhengting, wiped the corner of her mouth, and cleared her throat.

Then, he directly told them that he was not planning to bring the two little ones to Hangzhou to attend the wedding.

"Ah..." Upon hearing this, the faces of Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan instantly turned into bitter faces.

"Mom, why don't you take us?"

"I want to go to my grandma's house, too..." As he spoke, Yan Qinbei climbed onto Qian Yiman's lap and started to make a scene.

Little Yan Qinnan sat obediently in his chair, but his eyes were pitiful, like a puppy abandoned by his owner.

Qian Yiman opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, she heard her eldest son chattering.

"Mom, you're not taking Dad or us with you. Are you planning to sneak away by yourself and never come back?"

"Will my brother and I become unwanted children?"

Qian Yiman: "..."

Yan Zhengting: "..."

Yan Jingqiu: "..."

After the words were spoken, the air fell into silence.

The more he talked, the more he felt that this was a real possibility. Yan Qinbei successfully frightened himself. His eyes gradually turned red, and the crystal tears were about to fall out of his eyes, which made people feel very pitiful...

Faced with this sudden blame, Qian Yiman was caught off guard. Where did these two little guys get the worry from?

This really proves the saying that while you are at home, the pot may come to you!

She looked at her older son's little appearance and didn't know whether to laugh or to comfort him.

The big one hasn't been dealt with yet, and the little one next to her can't sit still anymore, so she hurriedly got down from her chair and stuck to her side.

Yan Qinnan raised his fair little face, his eyes misty, and asked cautiously, "Mom, do you really not want me and my brother?"

Qian Yiman firmly believed that as long as she dared to answer yes, he would burst into tears the next second.

Looking at this and then at that, she felt both amused and distressed. She pulled the two little ones in front of her and coaxed them softly, "Who said I don't want yours?"

"Besides, Mommy did this for your safety. There are so many bad guys on the road and Mommy is afraid that she can't protect you alone..."

Hearing this, the two little guys wiped their tears and asked, "Really?"

"Mom, you didn't lie to us?"

"Of course it's true."

Qian Yiman's mouth twitched. "As a mother, I worked so hard to give birth to you, how could I not want you?"

She used a clean handkerchief to wipe the tears from the two little ones' faces and said softly, "Mom will go alone this time. I will take you to grandma's house next time when dad and sister go too, okay?"

"Ah."

"it is good."

After getting their mother's assurance, the two little guys nodded obediently and did not continue to make a fuss about wanting to go along.

Qian Yiman touched her two sons' hair with a smile on her face, "You are so good. Mom loves you the most. I will always be by your side. Don't be afraid..."

Little Yan Qinbei sniffed and wanted to confirm again how important he was in his mother's heart.

"Mom, do you really love us the most?"

"of course."

"But, last time I heard you tell dad that you loved him the most."

The air fell into a brief silence again.

Qian Yiman: "..."

Yan Zhengting: "..."

Yan Jingqiu thought, is this something I can listen to?

Then, he silently lowered his head and pretended to be drinking soup, as if he had heard nothing.