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

As dusk fell, warm orange lights lit up in the Yan family's house, making it seem particularly cozy.

However, all the dumplings had been taken out of the pot, but the strict father had not yet brought his two grandsons home.

Mother Yan came out of the kitchen carrying two plates of dumplings. She glanced out the window, frowned, and kept muttering, "What's wrong with your dad? He's still playing outside with the kids at this hour, and he doesn't even come home when it's time for dinner..."

"Mom, I'll go out and look for her."

After saying that, Yan Zhengting stood up from his chair. His father had never done this before, and he felt a little worried.

Qian Yiman also stood up and said, "I'll go too."

Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here

As soon as the couple opened the door and walked into the yard, they saw the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren walking towards them.

This is good, and they don’t have to go out and look for it.

But why is their youngest son still carried on the old man’s back?

When they got closer, Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman could see clearly what was going on. Why was their youngest son's arm wrapped in gauze and hung around his neck, with a thick plaster cast on it?

What the hell is this?

When the man came to her, Qian Yiman looked anxious and distressed, and asked quickly, "Dad, what happened to Xiaonan?"

"Let's talk inside."

The strict father did not stop and took the lead to carry his grandson back to the house. It was freezing cold outside, and it was really not a place to talk.

house.

Yan's mother and Yan Jingqiu were setting the table for dinner when they saw Yan's father rushing in from outside carrying little Yan Qinnan on his back. They immediately put down their chopsticks and surrounded him.

While feeling sorry for little Yan Qinnan, he asked:

"Old man, what's going on?"

"Grandpa, how is Xiaonan injured?"

The strict father carefully placed his grandson on the sofa and answered everyone's questions, "I took them to the park to play this afternoon. One of them was not paying attention and the child accidentally fell off the rockery."

"Later, I took him to the hospital. The doctor checked and said it was a dislocation. He would have to wear a cast for a while. There were no other problems..."

When he said this, the strict father felt distressed and guilty. He blamed himself in his heart, why didn't he take good care of the child and let him get hurt.

I went to the hospital. No wonder you came back so late.

After hearing the explanation, Yan's mother immediately exploded, and her mouth was like a machine gun, cursing: "Look at you, you are old, how can you not even take care of a child..."

"My grandson's hand was dislocated right under my nose. What a suffering..."

The strict father knew he was in the wrong, so he just stood there obediently, and didn't refute a single word the strict mother said to him for a long time.

Qian Yiman even felt that her strict father looked a little pitiful. The old man was usually kind and loving to the younger generation, so how could she blame him for this?

She quickly stepped out to ease the atmosphere and persuaded, "Mom, this is none of Dad's business. Besides, it's inevitable that children will get hurt when they are naughty sometimes..."

"I..." Yan's mother wanted to say something else.

Seeing that his own mother wanted to continue, Yan Zhengting also advised, "Mom, please stop talking. As long as the child is fine, I fell several times when I was a child..."

"Yes, Mom, every child grows up with bumps and bruises..."

Having scolded her enough, and since her son and daughter-in-law had already said so, Yan's mother curled her lips and stopped blaming her.