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

After playing with the little cutie for a while, Qian Yiman glanced at the time on her watch and left the space with the ginseng and other gifts.

She divided the things she had prepared into two equal parts, planning to send one to Hangzhou to Qian's parents, and take the other back to her parents-in-law.

She is fair, impartial and just; she is the master of keeping things balanced.

Yan's mother caught a cold a few days ago, so Yan Jingqiu went back to take care of her, and also took Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan away with her.

Since the children are not at home, the house feels quite deserted.

The living room is quiet, without the everyday noise, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Qian Yiman packed the New Year gifts and put them back in the cupboard, then rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the kitchen.

I thought, it would be nice to have a romantic candlelight dinner with my man while the kids are not at home.

Even if they were the only old couple left at home, they couldn't let themselves down. Qian Yiman spent most of the day in the kitchen, planning to prepare three dishes and a soup for dinner.

She is used to drinking angelica mutton soup every winter. Yesterday, she happened to meet a villager selling mutton at the market. Qian Yiman waved her hand and bought five kilograms of it generously.

I plan to cook some of it tonight and take the rest back to Yan’s house.

There is one great advantage of winter in the north: both indoors and outdoors are like natural refrigerators, and there is no need to worry about food spoiling.

The angelica mutton soup was already simmering in the casserole. Qian Yiman closed the lid, wiped the water off her hands, and left the kitchen.

While the soup is still simmering on the stove, I plan to do something relatively romantic.

She picked up the scarf on the back of the sofa and put it on herself. Without stopping, she opened the door and walked out.

It snowed last night, and there was a layer of white snow on the road and the roofs, which looked very beautiful in her eyes as a southerner.

After leaving the yard and turning a few corners, I arrived at a more remote side door in a short while.

In the summer, many people in the compound would walk here, but now it was so cold that not many people passed by, and she was the only one here at this moment.

The reason why Qian Yiman came here specifically was because there were plum blossoms planted here, and she planned to do something cruel to destroy the flowers today.

Because she was planning to have a romantic dinner with her man in the evening and needed flowers to set the scene.

There is no other way. Our conditions are limited. In this season and this place, only plum blossoms are available.

Winter in the north is bleak.

But the winter plum blossoms can still bloom silently in the wind and snow. The flowers on the branches are small and exquisite, the spots on the petals are tiny and elegant, and the faint fragrance of the flowers is wafting into the air.

Qian Yiman stood under the plum tree, stood on tiptoe, and picked a few branches.

However, she was not greedy and only picked three or four branches before going home.

Let beautiful things bloom freely on the tree.

Although she was out for a short time, Qian Yiman still felt that her hands, feet and ears were all frozen.

She stood in the living room and stamped her feet, then quickly poured a basin of warm water and washed her hands. Only then did she feel her hands slowly warming up.

I have to say that the winter in the north is beautiful, but it is also really cold!

After doing all this, I went to the cupboard and found a vase I had bought before, and put the freshly baked plum blossoms in it...

By the way, I also used scissors to trim it into shape.

She put down the scissors, clapped her hands with a smile, and then returned to the kitchen with satisfaction to continue her dinner plans.