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

After cleaning the house inside and out, even the floor was bright enough to reflect a person's reflection.

However, cleaning is particularly physically demanding.

Qian Yiman and the children were so tired that their backs and waists ached. They all collapsed on the sofa, not wanting to move at all.

At this moment, the phone rang in the quiet living room.

"Jingle Bell......"

Fortunately, the phone was at hand, so it was not difficult to answer it and I didn’t have to get up specially.

Qian Yiman picked up the phone receiver and put it to her ear, "Hello."

"Hello, is this Manman?" The voice of Yan's mother came from the other end of the phone.

"Mom, it's me, what's wrong with you?"

"Your uncle Li came back from Hangzhou and brought a lot of local specialties to our family. I think you will love them..." Mother Yan looked at the pile of food on the table and replied with a smile, "You can go home for dinner tomorrow and bring some with you..."

"Okay, thank you, Mom. I won't be shy about that..."

There was a hint of intimacy in Qian Yiman's tone. Over the years, the relationship between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law has been very harmonious, and it can even be said that they are relatively close, so there is no sense of alienation between the two.

"Mom is dead now. Don't forget. Your dad and I will prepare dinner for you tomorrow at noon..."

"Don't worry, Mom. We will definitely not forget it." Qian Yiman smiled and assured.

She knew that although it was true that they wanted to take the local specialties, it was also true that the old couple missed them.

Because Yan Zhengting was busy with work during this period, he did not bring his wife and children home to visit his parents for more than half a month.

After hanging up the phone, Qian Yiman stopped lying down and sat up from the sofa.

Then, she announced to the children, "That was grandma calling just now, asking us to go back for lunch tomorrow."

When they heard that they were going back to see their grandparents, the children were very excited.

The strict father and mother have always loved their children. Both their daughters-in-law and their grandchildren have a very good relationship with the old couple.

Yan Qinbei leaned on the sofa and began to fantasize. He then muttered to himself, "I wonder if grandma will cook my favorite food for me. I haven't eaten it for a long time..."

Although he kept muttering in a low voice, Qian Yiman still heard it.

She suddenly wanted to ask a very troublesome question, so she asked bravely, "Xiaobei, what do you think is better, the food cooked by mom or grandma?"

“……”The air suddenly fell silent.

Yan Qinbei stopped muttering and couldn't answer the question for a while.

This question is really difficult to answer.

"Xiaobei, Xiaobei..."

"Little Bei?"

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Yan Qinbei swallowed his saliva and asked with difficulty: "Mom, do you really want me to tell you?"

"Of course, there's nothing to hide..." Qian Yiman pushed the hair on her forehead behind her ears and said without comment, "Go ahead and tell me."

"That's what I said?" Yan Qinbei confirmed again.

"Say it."

"Did I really say that?" Yan Qinbei confirmed again and again.

"Say it quickly."

Qian Yiman thought, when did this child become so procrastinating? It takes him so long to answer a question.

Yan Qinbei was also desperate, asking from the bottom of his heart, "Mom, don't you really know that your cooking doesn't taste good?"

"..."

Qian Yiman opened her mouth, feeling unable to refute.

Although it is true that she knows that her cooking is not tasty, that is the taste that belongs uniquely to her mother. Don’t children all have a thick filter for their mothers?

"Don't you usually eat well?"

"If you only eat it once in a while, it won't be that bad. You don't make it often..."

Qian Yiman: "..."

Qian Yiman: “???????”

Listen, what are these words?

No need to guess, this sharp tongue must have been inherited from Yan Zhengting.

Qian Yiman could not lose face in front of her son, so she justified herself by saying, "Son, your father didn't say that. He just likes the food I cook..."

However, Yan Qinbei knew how to grasp the key points, "Mom, you are the best in every way in Dad's eyes..."

Qian Yiman: "..."

The implication is self-evident, and I have to say that Yan Qinbei has revealed the truth again.

Seeing this, Yan Jingqiu and Yan Qinnan couldn't help but laugh secretly.

Qian Yiman opened her mouth and found that she had no way to refute.

She thought that it was unnecessary for her to ask that question.

Now it seems that this is more or less a self-humiliation...