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

As expected, when Yan's mother saw that her old man accepted the criticism honestly without any rebuttal, she felt much better.

After muttering for a while, he stopped paying attention to his strict father, patted his clothes and walked towards the door.

For the old lady, it is more important to go out and pick up her daughter-in-law and grandchildren first.

It is the coldest time of the year and it snowed a few days ago. The wind blowing on my face is quite chilly.

However, this freezing temperature did not affect Yan's mother at all.

After she opened the gate, she stood outside waiting eagerly, just like countless ordinary parents waiting for their children to return home, feeling both anxious and happy.

When I get older, I like the lively feeling of having younger people around me, and the room is especially lively.

At this time, an old lady from the compound passed by.

Seeing this, he came over and asked, "Hey, why are you standing here in such a cold day?"

"Oh, I'm waiting for the children. I'm wearing warm clothes so I'm not that cold." Yan's mother's answer could be considered very perfunctory.

The old lady who greeted her had always had a bad behavior in the compound and was not well-liked by everyone, and the same was true for Yan's mother.

The old lady pointed at the medicine in her hand, patted her waist, and said to herself: "I went to the hospital before. I am old and useless. The day before yesterday, I mopped the floor and my waist hurt so much that I couldn't sleep..."

"It's inevitable when you get older..." Yan's mother kept her eyes fixed on the turn ahead and continued to speak perfunctorily.

"Who said it wasn't..." As the old lady was speaking, she happened to catch a glimpse of Qian Yiman and the children at the corner of the corner. She pursed her lips and said, "Oh, if you mention the devil, he'll appear. Look, he's here..."

Upon hearing this, Yan's mother looked in the direction her eyes were looking.

I saw two little grandsons jumping towards this side, and my daughter-in-law and granddaughter were walking side by side behind the two little guys. I don’t know what they were talking about, but they had smiles on their faces.

From a distance, Qian Yiman and her group also spotted Yan's mother a few meters away, so they waved to her happily.

The Yan family not only had the best financial situation in the entire compound, but also had a well-known harmonious family relationship. There was no discord between children, and no conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

The most important thing is that each of the sons of the Yan family is very promising, and everyone in the compound envies them.

The old lady next to Yan's mother thought of this, curled her lips, and said sourly: "If you ask me, your family is lucky. You will marry a young and beautiful daughter-in-law. She and your granddaughter will be like sisters..."

These sarcastic words made the protective mother so angry that she immediately went mad.

She immediately frowned and replied bluntly, "In my opinion, your daughter is more fortunate. Although you found her a man who is a few years older than you, she has a wealthy family. Your family has landed in a golden nest in this life..."

"This kind of blessing is really not something that ordinary people like us can envy..."

What he meant was, you sold your daughter for money, and the man was older than you, so how dare you be so shameless and stab someone in the back?

As expected, after being torn off by Yan's mother in front of her, the old lady's face turned red and then black, and then black and then red...

The expression on that wrinkled and mean old face was so colorful, as if he had eaten a piece of shit and couldn't spit it out.

A breath stuck in her chest, unable to go up or down. However, facing the fact that Yan's mother said, the old lady wanted to retort several times but didn't have the confidence. Moreover, she couldn't afford to offend the Yan family. In the end, she left without even saying hello, feeling guilty.

"Bah!" Looking at the old lady's fleeing back, Yan's mother was in a good mood. The good mood that had just been destroyed disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Yan's mother has good self-cultivation. She looks gentle and polite on weekdays, but she will never let down her guard at critical moments.

What we are saying is, it is impossible to suffer a loss!