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

The sun sets, and the brilliant glow dyes the sky red.

Orange lights were on in every household, and the streets and alleys were filled with the rich aroma of food, making people salivate.

Zhuo family.

From the kitchen came the sound of a kitchen knife chopping vegetables on the chopping board. Zhuo Yue was sitting at the desk with a red box in his hand.

The expression on his face looked a little complicated. He kept his eyes on the small box. He smiled and frowned at times, and he was very conflicted inside.

Zhuo Yue sat in the chair, his facial expressions changing back and forth, and finally he sighed, opened the drawer and put the small box back.

At the moment when the drawer was about to be closed, his hands hesitated.

One minute……

five minutes……

Finally, ten minutes passed.

The drawer, which was originally closed with only a crack left, was opened again.

Zhuo Yue picked up the small box again and carefully put it in his pocket. He pursed his lips and took a deep breath, then stood up from the chair, picked up the coat on the wall and walked out of the room.

Zhuo's father came out of the kitchen carrying a dish and saw Zhuo Yue who was about to go out. He asked casually, "Xiao Yue, it's almost time for dinner, where are you going?"

"Dad, I have to go out for something. Please tell Mom for me. You guys can eat first and don't have to wait for me..."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhuo's father to react, he opened the door and rushed out.

He pushed the bicycle aside, reached into his pocket and tightly grasped the small box, then as if he had made up his mind, he got on his bicycle and left.

The figure on the bicycle was getting farther and farther away in the sunset, heading towards where he wanted to go.

Today's dinner was early. After dinner, Yan Jingqiu was about to tutor her younger brother when a familiar voice was heard outside the courtyard gate.

Qian Yiman cut a plate of fruit and brought it out from the kitchen. She also heard the voice outside. "Jingqiu, why do I seem to hear Zhuoyue's voice?"

"It seems so. I'll go out and take a look."

After taking a look at his old father's expressionless face, Yan Jingqiu stood up and said.

Qian Yiman put the plate on the coffee table, waved her hand and said, "Go ahead, now that he's here, let him come in and have some fruit."

"Hey, okay."

Although the old father's attitude was unclear and his face did not look happy, Yan Jingqiu still went to open the door with a smile because she had someone to support her.

Although her father is scary, Aunt Qian is still the head of the family.

"Jing, Jingqiu." Zhuo Yue stood outside the courtyard gate, hesitating.

From the moment he rushed out the door, on the way he rode his bike, Zhuoyue was full of courage and looked like he was ready to give it his all.

At this moment, when Yan Jingqiu really appeared in front of him, he immediately became timid.

All the courage that I had prepared before disappeared without a trace at this moment, just like a bloated balloon that was let out the air, and it deflated in an instant.

"What's wrong? Is there something urgent?"

"Also, have you eaten?"

Seeing that Zhuo Yue was hesitant to speak and stuttering, Yan Jingqiu became confused.

At this time, most people haven't had dinner yet. Why does he come here to find me at this time? It's quite rare.

"I ate."

"then you……"

"Jingqiu, I came to see you for something very important." Zhuo Yue took a deep breath and seemed ready to go all out.

"You say it."

In the sunset, the girl in front of him was smiling.

Zhuo Yue only felt that his heart was beating a little faster.

"Jingqiu."

"Ok?"

Yan Jingqiu could even hear the sound of him swallowing his saliva, and she became even more confused about what was making him so nervous.

Before she had time to think about it, Zhuo Yue spoke again.

"Let's get married."