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

Sitting at the desk, Yan Qinbei wrote as if inspired. The more relaxed his mind was, the faster his hands moved. He did not show any of his usual procrastination when doing homework.

He could hardly remember the last time he did his homework so seriously.

Normally he couldn't wait to finish his homework so that he could go out and play, but at this moment he didn't want to step out of the room. He just stared at the score on his midterm exam paper at the desk and fell into silence.

"Ugh......"

This was the one hundred and first sigh from Yan Qinbei.

After Yan Qinnan finished the last math problem, he put down the pen in his hand and decided to first care about his brother who failed the exam.

He thought over and over again, trying to figure out how to comfort people without hurting their self-esteem, but he had never been good at speaking.

In the end, he could only say, "Brother, it's not that serious..."

Before he could continue to say some heartfelt words of comfort, Yan Qinbei raised the test paper in his hand with a look of despair, "Do you think it's that serious?"

Only then did Yan Qinnan see the score on the test paper clearly. His pupils suddenly trembled and he was speechless for a long time.

He thought he had done poorly on the exam, but he never expected it to be this bad.

It's outrageous. That's all I can say!

Yan Qinnan, whose cognition was refreshed by his elder brother, stared blankly at the red number on the test paper. He opened his mouth, unable to speak against his conscience any longer, "Brother, you are really in danger this time..."

"Otherwise, why do you think I'm so worried?" Yan Qinbei put the test paper back, sighing continuously, looking like he was regretting his decision, "Alas..."

Yan Qinnan: “…”

He really didn't know what to say.

Yan Qinbei said in annoyance: "If I had known this would happen, I would have studied hard..."

Yan Qinnan: “…”

Why is it so hard to believe this?

Never mind, just listen to it casually.

Yan Qinbei glanced at the time on the clock and waved to his younger brother, "Xiaonan, can you go out and help me see if mom is back?"

With his score, he would definitely not have the courage to confess to his father if his biological mother was not at home.

The two have been brothers for so many years, and Yan Qinnan knows what Yan Qinbei is thinking just by looking at him.

He didn't say any nonsense, but pulled out a chair, stood up, and resigned himself to going out for some fresh air.

Qian Yiman came back from get off work and as soon as she opened the door and entered the house, she smelled the aroma of food.

I didn’t feel anything just now, but now I’m very hungry.

She put down her bag and walked to the kitchen, intending to see what delicious food there was to eat tonight and grab a couple of pieces to fill her stomach first.

Qian Yiman took just two steps and then stopped again.

Was it her illusion? Why was the atmosphere at home a little different today?

It's too quiet...

Fortunately, at this time, someone came who could answer her questions.

"Mother……"

When Yan Qinnan heard the sound of the door opening in his bedroom, he came out immediately.

Sure enough, it was Yan Qinbei's biological mother who came home from get off work.

The moment she saw the child appear in front of her, Qian Yiman finally realized what was wrong. The big boy who was usually chattering away had disappeared today.

"Xiao Nan, where's your brother?"

"He..." Yan Qinnan scratched his hair, "He's doing his homework in his room."

"What?" Qian Yiman showed an expression of disbelief on her face, and then asked again, "Homework?"

"Uh, um."

"Come on, take me to see..."

After saying that, Qian Yiman walked towards the bedroom. She wanted to see this once-in-a-century scene.