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

Yan Zhengting's eyesight has always been very good. In addition, he has always paid close attention to his wife. He noticed the wound on Qian Yiman's hand when he was still a few steps away from her.

His heart tightened and he frowned.

He was fine before going out at noon, how come he was injured after coming back?

He let go of his son's hand and walked to his wife's side. Looking at the sharp wound on the back of her hand, a trace of heartache flashed across his dark eyes. "How did you get hurt? Huh?"

If Yan Zhengting had not been concerned about his son being by his side, he would have already hugged his wife in his arms, kissed her, and comforted her.

There's no way, the children can only restrain themselves a little.

To be honest, Yan Zhengting felt really heartbroken when he saw the wound.

You know, except for their wedding night and when she gave birth in the hospital, he had never let her get hurt or suffer any pain.

Qian Yiman knew very well how much the man cared about her, so she tried to speak to him in the most relaxed tone possible, "It's okay, Jingqiu has already taken care of it for me. I just accidentally fell on the stairs when I came back this afternoon..."

"How did you fall?"

"..."

Upon learning that the incident was caused by his eldest son's mischief, Yan Zhengting's face suddenly darkened.

It seems that this little bastard hasn't been punished for too long and is itching for it!

Just by looking at the man's face, Qian Yiman knew what he was thinking without having to guess.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, she raised her hand and used her fingertips to smooth his frown, then she smiled slowly and said, "Okay, don't bully my son~~"

Yan Zhengting: "..."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Qian Yiman was worried that her son would be beaten, so she continued, "Don't be angry, he didn't mean it..."

"......" Yan Zhengting was speechless for a long while.

After a while, she managed to utter, "Manman, everyone says that children cannot be successful without being beaten..."

"..." Where does this come from? Qian Yiman was the first to disagree, "I don't care~~"

Yan Zhengting: "Manman..."

Qian Yiman snorted, "I don't care, but you are not allowed to beat my son..."

Yan Zhengting: "..."

After that, there was a standoff between the couple.

Soon, Yan Zhengting was defeated.

In the end, Qian Yiman won!

Little boy Yan Qinbei, who was working hard in the kitchen helping his sister, escaped the disaster without knowing it. This is probably what the legendary near miss is like.

Today's little helper not only did not cause any trouble, but instead helped Yan Jingqiu with many small things. With the tacit cooperation of the two siblings, three dishes and a soup were quickly ready.

Yan Jingqiu took off her apron, took out the dishes and chopsticks from the cupboard and handed them to the little helper, "Xiaobei, go out and set the dishes and chopsticks first."

"Okay, I promise to complete the task."

After Yan Qinbei took it, he walked out happily, which made Yan Jingqiu feel a little nervous.

He quickly shouted behind him: "Hey, hey, hey, walk slower, be careful not to drop the bowl..."

"I understand, don't worry, sister..."

He responded nicely, but his steps did not slow down at all.

Yan Jingqiu stood there and shook her head helplessly, then turned around, picked up the delicious dishes on the stove and followed him out of the kitchen.

After putting down the plate in his hand, he returned to the kitchen and brought out a casserole. White hot steam kept coming out of the air vents on the lid, and the tempting aroma tried hard to drill into people's noses.

The casserole contains angelica, ginger, lamb and white radish soup, which has been simmered on the stove for nearly two hours. It is the best soup to replenish energy and warm the body in this season.

"Xiaobei, go call mom and dad to eat, and I'll get a spoon."

After saying that, Yan Jingqiu turned and went back into the kitchen.

Yan Qinbei put his hands to his mouth and shouted towards the living room:

"Dad, it's time to eat!"

"Mom, it's time to eat!"

"Xiao Nan, it's time to eat..."

When Yan Jingqiu came out, everyone was already seated in their respective seats.

Qian Yiman sat on a chair, looking at the appetizing dishes on the table in front of her, all of which were of a high standard that she could not cook. She couldn't help but give Yan Jingqiu a thumbs up in her heart.

The daughter of the Yan family knows everything!