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

Qian Yiman got off the train amid the crowded crowd.

On the platform, the evening breeze blew towards me, bringing with it a bit of autumn chill.

She shuddered unconsciously and subconsciously pulled her collar closer. Then, she tightened her hold on the bag and quickened her pace to follow the crowd towards the station entrance.

"Manman!"

"Manman! Here!..."

Mr. Qian had been waiting at the exit early and was the first to spot his daughter whom he hadn't seen for a long time. The old man had a smile on his face that came from the heart.

Despite the noisy surroundings, Qian Yiman still heard the familiar voice in her memory. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw Qian's father waving at her excitedly.

She smiled and raised her voice, "Dad!"

Qian Yiman shouted this from the bottom of her heart. Although she was not the original owner, she had been taking care of them as her biological parents for so many years.

"Are you tired?" As soon as she walked up to him, Qian's father took the luggage bag and put it in the basket in front of the bicycle, then pointed to the back seat, "Hurry up and sit on it. Let's go home first. Your mother has made a lot of delicious food waiting for you at home..."

"Okay." Qian Yiman didn't waste any words, sat on the bed sideways, grabbed Qian's father's clothes and said, "Dad, didn't I tell you not to come to pick me up..."

"My daughter rarely comes back, how can I not come to pick her up? Even if I agree, your mother won't agree..." Father Qian was riding his bike, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

This little daughter was unexpectedly born to the couple when they were very old. She has been raised in the palm of their hands since she was a child. As soon as she comes home, the couple wants to give her all the good things.

As night falls, lights come on in every household's windows and the streets are filled with the tempting aroma of food.

When she arrived at the door of her home, Qian Yiman looked at the warm orange light in the window with some emotion. Among the thousands of lights in this city, there was also a light waiting for her.

Father Qian opened the door and found that his daughter had not caught up yet, so he turned around and glanced, "Manman, what are you standing there for? Come in."

"Oh, okay, here we come."

Qian Yiman came to her senses and immediately followed him into the house.

Yan's mother was stewing braised pork in the kitchen. When she heard the noise coming from the door, she immediately came out of the kitchen to see if her daughter had returned. Because she was too anxious, she came out with a spatula in her hand.

As soon as Qian Yiman entered the house, she saw Qian's mother coming out of the kitchen in a hurry.

He took a step forward and shouted with a smile, "Mom."

"Manman is back. Are you tired from the journey?"

"Hurry up and sit over there and eat some fruit and drink some water. The meal will be ready soon..." Like Qian's father, Qian's mother was also very happy after seeing her daughter. She couldn't hide the smile on her face.

After saying that, she went back to the kitchen to busy herself, and also asked Qian's father to come in to help.

Qian Yiman sat on the sofa, drinking water from a cup. The warm water felt very comfortable as it went down her stomach.

Halfway through her drink, she suddenly remembered that she had not yet called home to report her safety.

Thinking of this, she put down the cup in her hand and prepared to make a phone call first to avoid worrying Yan Zhengting.

After the number was dialed, there was a beep and the other party picked up.

"Hey."

"Manman, are you home yet?" Yan Zhengting's voice came from the other side. He seemed relieved after receiving her call.

"Well, I just got home. Dad went to the station to pick me up." Hearing his voice, Qian Yiman felt relaxed physically and mentally, and asked softly, "Have you and the children eaten?"

"I've eaten. I got some food from the cafeteria on my way home from get off work. Have you eaten?"

"Not yet. Mom is still cooking, but it should be ready soon."

"You..." Yan Zhengting wanted to say something but was interrupted by the children's cheers.

"Dad, is it mom?"

"We have to talk to Mom too..."

When Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan found out that their father and mother were talking on the phone, they immediately ran over excitedly and asked to speak to their mother.

After hearing the children's voices, Qian Yiman couldn't help but laugh softly on the other end of the phone, "Is that Xiaobei and the others?"

"Well, wait a moment, these two want to talk to you."

Yan Zhengting's tone revealed helplessness, but he still handed the microphone to the two little bastards. He knew very well how important these two good sons were in his wife's heart.

He sat nearby, listening to the two grown-up kids acting coquettishly to Qian Yiman, and couldn't help but frown.

Father Qian came to the dining table with a plate of braised pork and shouted to Qian Yiman in the living room, "Manman, dinner is ready!"

"Hey! I'm here." Qian Yiman responded, turned around and said to the microphone: "Xiaobei and Xiaonan, you should listen to your father and sister at home. Can you give the phone to dad first?"

"Okay~~" Although Yan Qinnan wanted to talk to his mother for a while longer, he still listened obediently.

When Yan Zhengting took the microphone, Qian Yiman gave him a long list of instructions, "Comrade Yan Zhengting, during the time I'm away, you and the children must eat well and not lose a pound. Do you hear me?"

"okay."

The image of her caring about him on the other end of the phone appeared in his mind. When Yan Zhengting thought of this, the corners of his mouth slowly rose.

"Good boy." Qian Yiman was very satisfied with her man's proper attitude. "My parents are calling me for dinner. I'll hang up now. I'll call you tomorrow."

"Okay, eat more."

"As ordered."

Qian Yiman hung up the phone and came to the dining table, where Qian's father was placing chopsticks.

There were already five dishes on the table, both meat and vegetarian, and they were all her favorites.

At this time, Qian's mother also came out of the kitchen after cooking. She was seen carrying a casserole and putting it on the table.

Then, she turned to Qian Yiman and said with a smile: "Manman, this is the pigeon soup that mom specially stewed for you. It is very good for your health. You should drink more later..."

"Okay, thank you, Mom."

"Why are you being so polite to me? Sit down and eat. It won't taste good if it gets cold..."

In Hangzhou, a family of three had a warm dinner.

In Kyoto, Yan Zhengting was helping his two grown sons take a bath.

He pointed to the bathroom and said, "I'll give you two ten minutes to wash up, hurry up..."

The two little ones listened to their father's words and followed his request, strictly controlling themselves to finish washing within ten minutes.

However, another new problem arises.

After Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan came out of the bathroom in their pajamas, they clung to their father again and bravely put forward their suggestion, "Dad, can you sleep with us tonight?"

"No."

Yan Zhengting answered crisply, he just wanted to sleep with his wife.

"Dad...just stay with us..." The two little guys were indomitable and the main one was not going to give up easily.

"Go back to your own beds first. I'll come over after I finish my shower."

Yan Zhengting finally gave in after being softened by the requests of these two little bastards.