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

Arrived at Yan's house.

Little Fang Xinyu was eating with little Yan Qinbei. The two children were talking and laughing, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Seeing that the child was unharmed, and thinking of the worry and fear she had felt for half a day, Mrs. Fang could no longer hold back her emotions. She excitedly ran over to hug her "lost and found" son, and kept wiping away tears of joy. She was almost scared to death during the hours when she couldn't find her child.

As one of the owners of the Yan family, Qian Yiman ran to the kitchen and poured everyone a cup of hot tea to warm them up. The children had been looking for them outside for such a long time, and they must have been almost frozen by now.

Comrade Lao Fang looked at the deep love between his wife and son, which no one else could get involved in. He stood there for a long time without opening his mouth, not knowing how to talk to the child.

At this moment, I felt angry because my child ran away from home, guilty for scolding the child, and happy for finding my child.

He felt inexplicably irritated and had mixed feelings about this.

Comrade Lao Fang touched the cigarette box in his pocket, turned around silently and walked into the yard.

Mrs. Fang's mind and eyes were now filled with her son, and she didn't notice anything unusual about him at all.

Yan Zhengting was sitting on the sofa drinking the hot tea handed to him by his wife. When he looked up, he caught a glimpse of the figure walking out the door. He drank the tea, put down the cup in his hand, then stood up and followed him out.

In the corner of the yard outside, Comrade Lao Fang just lit a cigarette and took a puff. The biting cold winter wind blew in his face, making his neck shrink, but his mind was much clearer than before.

Hearing footsteps behind him, he turned around and looked with a look of surprise on his face.

The next second, as if he had discovered something incredible, he winked and said maliciously, "Master Yan, do you want to come out and smoke a cigarette secretly?"

"..."

Yan Zhengting glanced at him and suddenly felt speechless, and did not respond for a while.

Comrade Lao Fang thought that he was afraid of being discovered by his wife, so he took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him. "Come on, take it. No thanks. Just smoke it without worry. Brother, I won't betray you..."

"..."

His expression that said "I know everything" made Yan Zhengting even more speechless.

Yan Zhengting pushed back the cigarette box that was handed to him, glanced at this "silly brother", and asked calmly, "Did I ever say I wanted to smoke?"

"......" Comrade Lao Fang was choked by this question, and then he said confidently: "You didn't say it, but we have been brothers for so many years, so we still have this tacit understanding."

"That's not necessary." Yan Zhengting looked at him as if he were an idiot, and then teased him with a half-smile: "I just came to see you running away. I haven't seen you for many years, so it's still fresh..."

"..."

I didn't expect that this bad friend would expose me in front of me without hesitation. Comrade Lao Fang's face felt a little hot and he almost bit his teeth. He took a few deep puffs of his cigarette and pretended to be busy.

It seems that there is a saying that is true: when people are nervous, they will pretend to be busy.

Comrade Lao Fang thought about it and felt that he needed to save face, so he quickly denied, "What do you mean by running away? Am I that kind of person? I just came out to get some fresh air..."

The one who is stubborn even though he is dead is Fang Yuan himself!

"I heard that you were dissatisfied with your child for not getting first place in the exam?"

Yan Zhengting's revelation was ruthless and accurate. Comrade Lao Fang's face turned red and he stammered with guilt, "I, I just said a few words casually, I didn't really scold him..."

"Old Fang."

"Ok?"

Yan Zhengting naturally didn't have time to listen to his further quibbling, and directly asked a question that touched the depths of his soul, "Don't you have any idea of ​​how many points you got in the exam that year?"

What I mean is, if you have forgotten, I don’t mind telling you about it to help you recall it.

Also, with that little score you have, how can you have the confidence to blame your son?

"..."

For a moment, Fang Yuan was choked and speechless.

When Comrade Lao Fang was reminded of his scores many years later, he stood there in a daze as if he had been struck by lightning. Those dead memories instantly resurfaced in his mind and he couldn't ignore them even if he wanted to.

Then, Yan Zhengting saw his friend, who had grown up with him wearing open-crotch pants, with a very rich expression on his face.

Comrade Lao Fang immediately understood Yan Zhengting's intention after being enlightened by his good friend, and for a moment he felt ashamed and guilty towards his son.

It’s just that the brotherhood between two people who grew up together wearing open-crotch pants is rare, but all the secrets and embarrassing things cannot be hidden in front of each other.

Comrade Lao Fang put out the cigarette in his hand and rubbed his face vigorously.

Then, she glanced at the man next to her and couldn't help but sigh, "How come you have been so good since you were a child? I can't even find a single weakness in you that can make me laugh..."