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

More and more people joined the team to find the child, but after searching every corner of the family compound, they still couldn't find Fang Xinyu's child.

A group of people gathered at the door of Fang's house, discussing going outside to look for the baby. It was the Spring Festival and the weather was so cold that they couldn't just give up like that.

Now that the decision had been made, the group of people went out of the gate of the family compound in pairs and continued searching on the street.

However, Mrs. Fang was a little emotional at this time, and she couldn't help crying while standing there.

She angrily slapped Fang Yuan with her hand, crying and scolding: "Fang Yuan, I told you not to scold the child casually, but you just didn't listen..."

Comrade Lao Fang stood there without saying a word and let her vent her anger. He had regretted it a long time ago and regretted it to the point of anger.

But right now, there's no point in saying more.

Although he was also very panicked, as a man he could not lose his composure, otherwise his parents and wife would become even more nervous.

Now he had to stay calm. Comrade Lao Fang took out a handkerchief to wipe his wife's tears and comforted her: "With so many people helping, Xiaoyu will be found soon."

Mrs. Fang turned her face away, snatched the handkerchief and wiped the tears from her cheeks, "If you don't find your son, we will not live together anymore..."

After saying this, she didn't care about Fang Yuan's mood or expression. She threw the handkerchief at him and walked quickly towards the gate of the family compound.

After two or three seconds, Comrade Lao Fang finally came to his senses from what his wife had just said and started to catch up.

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Yan Zhengting was naturally in a group with Qian Yiman. There was a river not far from the family compound. After leaving the gate of the compound, the couple thought of going to the river to try their luck.

This idea was proposed by Qian Yiman, because based on her experience of watching TV dramas and reading novels in her previous life, most people who run away from home because they are in a bad mood will go to the river.

After walking for about five minutes, Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman arrived at the river.

It often snows in the north in winter, which is beautiful, but the temperature is too low and people are too cold.

The surface of the river in the cold winter has already formed a thick layer of ice. If the current situation was not inappropriate, Qian Yiman would really like to ask her man to accompany her to go ice skating.

There was no one around. Qian Yiman tugged at her husband's sleeve and said, "Let's just go straight along the river and see if we can find Xiaoyu..."

Later, the couple walked forward for about ten minutes. Qian Yiman's nose was red from the cold, and Yan Zhengting's eyes revealed a bit of heartache.

If it weren't for the special incident that happened to the Fang family today, he would never let her go out and freeze in this kind of weather.

Suddenly, Qian Yiman glanced forward at a 45-degree angle and saw a figure swaying on the stone steps by the river, who seemed to be about the same height as Fang Xinyu.

"Huh?" She was so happy that she reached out and grabbed her man's arm, her tone a little excited, "Well, um, is it Xiaoyu?

After Yan Zhengting heard her words clearly, he looked in the direction his wife pointed.

Sure enough, it was the little bastard from the Fang family. "Yeah, that's him."

"Come on, let's go over and take a look. I'm afraid this kid might not be able to figure it out..."

Qian Yiman ran over because she was anxious and worried. She sat down next to little Fang Xinyu and didn't mind that the floor was dirty.

"Xiao Yu, why are you here alone today on New Year's Day?"

"Having a bad mood?"