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

It was freezing cold outside, and Fugui, who had been sleeping in the doghouse in the yard, came into the house. Yan Jingqiu and her two younger brothers set up a warm nest for it in the corner.

Covered with thick old clothes, it looks extremely warm.

After dinner, brothers Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan went to the living room to play with Fugui.

Two people and a dog were chasing each other in the living room, it was very lively.

The winters in the north are very cold, so walking is delayed and cannot be carried out.

Qian Yiman sat on the sofa, watching this warm and interesting scene, with a gentle smile on her eyes and brows.

Sitting in a warm home after having a full meal, with children and dogs in the house, watching them playing and fighting around, isn’t this a kind of simple happiness?

Just after 7:30, Qian Yiman rushed her two sons to the bathroom to brush their teeth and wash their faces. She had heard that children need to go to bed early to grow taller.

The two little ones have now learned to wash themselves, which makes the family less worried.

After taking a bath, the two children pestered Qian Yiman to tell them a bedtime story.

It was still early at this time, so Qian Yiman agreed without thinking, "Okay, okay, don't stand there, go back to the house quickly, be careful not to catch a cold."

After returning to the bedroom, the two Yan brothers climbed onto the bed immediately and got into the soft quilt to seek warmth.

Little Yan Qinnan patted the space between the two of them and said happily, "Mom, come and sit here."

"No, Mom hasn't taken a shower yet, just sit on the stool."

Qian Yiman sat on a stool beside the bed and told her two sons a bedtime story. Her tone was soft and gentle, giving people a sense of peace and security.

Halfway through the story, Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan gradually felt sleepy and fell asleep...

After the children fell asleep, Qian Yiman stood up, bent over the bed, pulled the quilt over them and covered the two little ones tightly, leaving only their heads sticking out.

Then, he turned off the lights, closed the door, and left the bedroom quietly.

When she came out, only Yan Zhengting was left sitting in the living room, and Yan Jingqiu was nowhere to be seen.

Sitting next to the man, Qian Yiman casually asked, "Where's Jingqiu?"

"Go back to the house and sleep."

Qian Yiman felt a little strange, and said to herself: "Strange, why is it so early today..."

"Manman, it's cold, wash up and go to bed early..."

"Yes, comrade Yan Zhengting!"

While the two were chatting and laughing, Qian Yiman got up and went to the bathroom. When she was about to close the door, she saw her man following her in.

"Huh? Do you want to go to the bathroom?" She glanced at Yan Zhengting, thinking he was in a hurry to pee.

"No."

"Then you..." Qian Yiman felt that her man was acting strange tonight, but she couldn't tell exactly what was going on.

"Your wound should not come into contact with water. Let me help you take a bath." Yan Zhengting said as he rolled up his sleeves, ready to take action.

After Qian Yiman heard what he said, her eyes widened instantly and she said in surprise: "No, no, no need... I can do it myself, really..."

The children were at home, so what was the point of him helping with the bath? She wasn't that relaxed.

"Obey, come here quickly."

Yan Zhengting squeezed toothpaste onto her toothbrush despite her refusal. He looked like he wanted to brush her teeth himself.

Qian Yiman was helpless.

I had no choice but to walk forward, snatch the toothbrush from the man's hand in a flash, and said with a smile: "I can do this myself."

There was no water to brush her teeth, so Yan Zhengting simply let her do it and filled a toothbrush cup with warm water and placed it in front of her.