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

"It's natural, you can't envy it."

Yan Zhengting patted the snowflakes on his shoulders, said these words in a loud voice, then turned around and went into the house to find his wife.

Comrade Lao Fang twitched his lips, feeling very frustrated, but after all, excellent people always have the reason to be proud.

So he stayed where he was and smoked another cigarette before he felt a little more balanced.

Forget it, I'll go in and apologize to my son later.

After being reminded by Yan Zhengting, he remembered that he was always at the bottom of the class. It seemed that he really had no right to criticize the child, after all, that little bastard was always in the top three in the class.

After the old father admitted his mistake with a good attitude, apologized in person, and promised not to make the same mistake again, Fang Xinyu calmed down.

After all, today is New Year's Eve, the day for family reunion. There is no point in celebrating the New Year at someone else's home. After thanking everyone, Mr. and Mrs. Fang Yuan took their children back to their own home.

The Yan family was also a busy scene. The adults were busy preparing a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, while the children were playing and playing carefree in the living room, waiting for the meal to be served.

The strict father and his three sons were killing chickens and chopping ribs in the kitchen, while the strict mother and her two daughters-in-law were making dumplings at the dining table.

Qian Yiman went over to learn how to roll out the dumpling wrappers, but ended up tearing them one by one. Finally, her mother-in-law and sisters-in-law sent her to the children's home and told her to take the kids out to play.

In the end, Qian Yiman had to withdraw from the dumpling bureau.

I went to the bathroom to wash off the flour on my hands, came out to the living room and saw the landline phone next to the sofa. I suddenly remembered that I should call Qian's father and mother today during the New Year.

The Qian family’s phone number was not unfamiliar to her at all, and the call was quickly picked up after she dialed it.

"Hey."

"Hey, Dad, it's me."

"It's Manman." The person who answered the phone was Qian's father. He could hear the joy in his tone even through the phone. "Your mother was thinking about you this morning. I was just about to call you after dinner..."

It is not just an expression that people miss their family more during the holidays. During every festival, the old couple always miss their daughter who lives thousands of miles away even more.

On the other end of the phone, Qian Yiman smiled and started chatting, "Dad, are my brother and sister-in-law back? What delicious food are you going to make today?"

Father Qian glanced in the direction of the kitchen, then looked at his grandchildren sitting in front of the TV, a smile crept into the corners of his eyes, "Your brother and sister-in-law came back with the children several days ago, and are now busy in the kitchen preparing the New Year's Eve dinner. They said they want to cook a few more dishes this year. What are you doing today..."

Before he could finish his words, the phone was snatched away by Qian's mother who came out of the bathroom.

Father Qian looked at his empty hands and shook his head helplessly.

Qian's mother sat down with the microphone and asked a series of questions, "Manman, I'm your mother. What are you cooking today?"

"Is it snowing in Kyoto? Is it very cold?"

"You need to wear more clothes, okay?"

Qian Yiman was so concerned about her that she couldn't get a word in and could only listen silently. She didn't feel annoyed by the elders' caring nagging, but rather enjoyed the warm feeling.

When Qian's mother's nagging came to an end, Qian Yiman finally found an opportunity to speak. She smiled and responded, "Mom, I eat well and sleep well here, and everything is fine. You and my dad don't have to worry about me. But you two must take good care of your health and take good care of yourselves. I'm far away and can't go back to see you often..."

"Okay, okay, that's good. If you are okay, we are all okay..."

Mr. and Mrs. Qian have witnessed how much their son-in-law dotes on their daughter, but whenever they hear their daughter say in person that she is doing well, the old couple feel more relieved.

No matter how old the child is, or whether he or she has a family and children, he or she is always the one that his or her parents care about most.

After hanging up the phone, Qian Yiman glanced in the direction of the kitchen, then looked at the scene of the children playing, and the corners of her mouth slowly rose.

In fact, this is a very simple life, but she feels it is very lively and interesting, and every day is filled with hope and joy.

I feel extremely fortunate in my heart, fortunate that I came to this era, came to this family, and met them!