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

Qian Yiman reacted very quickly. Before falling to the ground, she stretched out her arms to protect Yan Qinbei's head to prevent him from being hit by the steps and getting injured.

The next second, with a "bang", both mother and son fell to the ground.

Qian Yiman never expected that not only did she fail to catch the person, but she was also led into a ditch.

However, what we should focus on right now is not this, but the condition of our eldest son.

At this moment, Yan Qinbei was held in his mother's arms, lying on the ground, still a little dazed, "Mom..."

He was still a little unresponsive. How did he suddenly lie on the ground?

"Keep this position and don't move. Get up later." Seeing her son struggling to get up, Qian Yiman hurriedly held him down to stop him.

She remembered a piece of knowledge she had seen on the Internet in her previous life, which said that one should not get up immediately after falling down, otherwise it would easily cause secondary injuries. It is best to lie down and take a rest.

"Oh." Although he didn't know why he had to do this, Yan Qinbei subconsciously listened to his mother's words and stopped moving around.

Qian Yiman loosened her arms and checked his head with her hands. With concern in her eyes, she asked, "Xiaobei, did you fall anywhere? Is it painful?"

Hearing this, Yan Qinbei shook his head and said, "No."

Not only that, now there is no problem asking him to get up and run a few laps.

"Huh...that's good, that's good..." After checking personally and finding that the child was truly unharmed, Qian Yiman, the old mother, finally felt relieved.

Yan Jingqiu pulled Yan Qinnan to stand aside and was instantly relieved when she heard this. She was really worried that the boy would hit his head.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Qian Yiman got up from the ground and pulled her son up as well.

After getting up, she didn't care about herself. She immediately helped her son pat the dead leaves on his clothes and pants, and at the same time, she began to educate him: "Xiaobei, next time, don't take your brother to do such dangerous things on the steps, understand?"

"And Xiaonan, don't do such dangerous things with your brother next time..."

"Well, I know mom."

"I know, Mom."

The two brothers stood in front of their old mother with their heads hung, admitting their mistakes in a very good manner, which made Qian Yiman feel quite relieved.

The next second, Yan Qinnan stepped forward and grabbed his mother's right hand, pointed at the back of her hand, and said anxiously: "Mom, you are bleeding."

How can we say that this youngest son is very careful? Qian Yiman himself was completely unaware of the wound on his hand.

She raised her arm and looked down, only to see that the back of her fair hand was scratched in several places, with bright red blood dripping down the skin.

Qian Yiman was a little surprised. She couldn't remember when she was last injured.

Maybe I was too nervous about the child just now and didn't notice it and didn't feel anything. But now that I noticed it, I suddenly felt a dull pain in the wound.

Sure enough, as long as someone cares about you, you will start to become vulnerable.

Upon seeing this, Yan Jingqiu immediately pulled Qian Yiman into the house, turned around to get a small medicine box, and quickly disinfected and applied medicine to her wound.

She squatted on the ground with a frown on her face, a hint of heartache revealed, and her hands moved very gently, fearing that she would hurt anyone.

Seeing this, Qian Yiman felt a warm current flowing through her body. Her husband's daughter was really good in every way, and the more she looked at her, the more she liked her.

The brothers Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan sat on their mother's left and right, their little faces full of concern and guilt.

"Mom, are you in pain..."

"Mom, I'm sorry. It's all because of me..."

"Mom, I was wrong. I won't do this again next time..."

Qian Yiman put her hands in front of her sons and coaxed them with a smile, "Son, come here, help mommy blow the air so that the pain won't go away..."

After hearing this, the two little guys immediately blew it carefully, just like their mother would blow on them when they were injured.

Yan Jingqiu put away the medicine box and looked at the warm scene in front of her. She felt happy but also secretly envious...

As for what she envied, probably only she herself knew.

Qian Yiman seemed to sense something and called out casually, "Jingqiu."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jingqiu looked at her with confusion in her eyes.

The next second, Qian Yiman spoke up, "Son, go and help mom thank her sister."

"Ah? Mom, how can I thank you?"

"Well...why don't you go and give your sister a kiss."

Yan Jingqiu: "..."

Yan Qinnan was an introverted kid who was too shy to step forward, so in the end Yan Qinbei took on this important task.

He took a big step forward and kissed Yan Jingqiu on the right cheek, saying with a smile: "Thank you, sister, you are the best..."

Yan Jingqiu wiped it with her hand, which was covered with saliva. She was a little amused and helpless for a moment.

Yan Qinbei was still thinking about kissing his brother on the other cheek, but Yan Jingqiu stopped him after noticing his intention. "Xiaobei, that's enough. I feel your kindness..."

"No, no, I have to make up for my brother's share..."

"Hahahahaha..."

The interaction between the two siblings, one chasing the other, was really funny. Qian Yiman hugged her youngest son and sat on the sofa laughing so hard that tears were about to flow out of her eyes.

The originally quiet living room suddenly became lively and even the temperature around seemed to become a little warmer.