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

During the days that Qian Yiman returned to Hangzhou, the happiest people were Qian's father and mother, who prepared delicious food for her in different ways every day.

In the evening, the family of three sat at the dining table to eat, and the old couple kept urging her to eat more.

"Mom, stop serving me food. I really can't eat anymore..." Qian Yiman covered her bowl which was full to the brim, and refused her mother's attempt to serve her more food.

It was really not that she was spoiling the fun, she felt like her belly was about to burst.

"How come you're full after eating so little?" Seeing this, Qian's mother had no choice but to put the braised pork into her bowl, her tone full of heartache, "You should try to eat more, okay? Look how thin you are, there's not even a little meat on your face..."

"Mom, I've gained a lot of weight in the past few days since I came back~~"

Qian Yiman subconsciously touched her cheek when she heard this. She had a standard oval face, which many people envied.

"Where are you fat? In my opinion, Xiaobei will catch up with you in a few years." Mother Qian took a bite of the vegetables and continued, "Luckily I know that Zhengting treats you well, otherwise I would really think that he treated you badly."

"..."

Sure enough, there is a kind of thinness in this world that makes your mother think you are thin. This sentence is applicable no matter what era.

After dinner, the family went outside for a walk to help digest the food.

As the temperature dropped a lot after nightfall, I returned home in less than half an hour.

After her parents finished washing and went back to rest, Qian Yiman sat alone in the living room and called Yan Zhengting and the children. However, the phone bills were very expensive these days, so she hung up after chatting for a few words.

Although it is autumn, she still has the habit of taking a bath before going to bed every night.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when she returned to her bedroom. She still slept in her old room these days. Even after so many years of marriage, Qian's parents still kept her the room she had before she got married, which was very heartwarming.

Perhaps it was because it was too early, Qian Yiman tossed and turned in bed, unable to find any sleepiness.

ten minutes……

twenty minutes……

Then, half an hour passed...

Unable to lie still, Qian Yiman sat up from the bed, reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, and the dark bedroom instantly became bright.

There is a bookshelf in the corner of this room, which is filled with books of many kinds.

Insomnia is painful, why not read a book?

She threw back the quilt and got out of bed, walked to the bookshelf, and prepared to pick out a book to pass the time.

Finally, because of her decision-making difficulties, Qian Yiman picked up a book at random, leaned against the head of the bed and read it carefully.

Before she could get into the mood, a voice suddenly rang out, and it sounded quite familiar...

"Owner."

"Master, master..."

Qian Yiman was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized who the voice came from. She was a little surprised and asked, "Little cutie? Are you awake?"

"Master, it's me, it's me..." The little cutie was very excited.

The next second, the little cutie's excitement was mixed with a bit of grievance.

"I've been calling you for a while, why are you just now answering me?"

"Is it because I haven't appeared in front of you for too long that you forgot about me?"

"..."

The corners of Qian Yiman's mouth twitched. Looking at what she said, if someone didn't know her, they would think she was a scumbag.

However, it has been a long time since I last saw a live potato, and I really miss it.

Thinking of this, she didn't continue talking nonsense with the little cutie and directly flashed into the space.

The little potato, which had originally fallen asleep, had now woken up and was flapping its crystal little wings by the pond.

"Master, Master, I missed you so much!"

Before he could finish his words, the little cutie had already flown in front of him at such a speed that it was astonishing.

Qian Yiman spread out her palm and let it rest on it. She stretched out her other hand and poked its little wings. She chuckled and said, "Little cutie, you look pretty energetic after sleeping for so long."

"Woo..." The little cutie quickly flapped his wings and flew one meter away. He said with a vigilant look, "Master, you are too much. How can you still be so immature after not seeing you for so long..."

"Okay, okay, I won't poke you next time..." This was Qian Yiman's perfunctory assurance.

"Okay, I'll trust you again."

Although he had been cheated countless times, the little cutie still believed in his owner's assurances.

Next, each person and each potato began to reminisce about the past in the space, and the scene was very harmonious for a while.

After reminiscing about the past, the question-and-answer session officially began.

Qian Yiman sat on the floor, drinking the extremely sweet spiritual spring water, "Little cutie, why did you sleep for so long? I thought you would never wake up."

The little cutie sighed and replied: "I am doing this for you~~"

"Why for me?" Qian Yiman couldn't help but be curious.

"You'll know later. I can't tell you now, otherwise it won't work..." The little cutie looked very serious.

"Little cutie, what's going on? You're so mysterious..." Qian Yiman's curiosity was completely aroused. "Tell me, I won't tell anyone else, really."

"No, no, I can't say it..." The little cutie covered his mouth and decided to be a potato that keeps its mouth shut.

"You really don't want to say anything?"

"Master, I really can't tell you. I'm doing this for your own good. You'll know later."

"How long will it be?" Qian Yiman continued to ask.

"Well... let me calculate. It will only take a few decades at most. Don't worry, it will be quick."

Qian Yiman rolled her eyes in her heart.

Well said, it's the same as saying nothing.