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

"Jingle Bell……"

Qian Yiman was just planning to try another snack to tempt Fugui when the phone suddenly rang.

She quickly stood up from the ground and walked towards the sofa, stuffing the dried meat into her mouth. Since the dog didn't eat it, she would eat it herself.

"Hey……"

Qian Yiman picked up the microphone and sat down on the sofa.

"Hello, is this Aunt Qian?" Just as I put the microphone to my ear, a familiar voice came from the other side, with a bit of joy in the tone, "Aunt Qian, this is Xiaoyun."

"Xiaoyun?"

Qian Yiman hadn't seen Lin Xiaoyun since returning to Kyoto, so she was naturally very happy to receive her call. "We haven't seen each other for a long time. Are you calling to find Jingqiu?"

Lin Xiaoyun hummed, and said with a smile: "I will go to Kyoto to study in a few days, and I want to tell Jingqiu that we haven't seen each other for many years..."

Qian Yiman pretended to be dissatisfied and joked with her, "Xiao Yun, you can't do this. You and Jing Qiu haven't seen each other for many years, and Auntie hasn't seen you for many years either."

"Aunt Qian, don't worry. I will definitely come to visit you." Lin Xiaoyun was still as lively as ever. She talked nonstop, quite like her mother. "My mom missed you so much. This time she prepared a lot of food for me and asked me to bring it all to you..."

"Really? I'm in for a treat..." Qian Yiman felt her throat was a little dry, so she took a sip of water from the cup before continuing, "Xiao Yun, tell your mother for me. I miss her, too. I'll definitely go see her when I have the chance..."

"Okay, I'll remember that..."

"Okay, I'll tell Jingqiu when she gets off work that we'll be waiting for you to come over..."

"Hey, okay..."

The two chatted about all sorts of things for a while before hanging up the phone.

Qian Yiman hung up the phone and prepared to go to the kitchen to take a look at her beloved pear soup.

After she opened the lid, she went to the cupboard to get a clean bowl and spoon and took two sips.

The soup is sweet but not greasy.

Well, not bad, very good.

However, the stewing time is still not enough, and the pear flesh is not soft enough in the mouth. It should be about right after stewing for another ten to twenty minutes.

Since she had nothing to do, Qian Yiman found some ingredients from the refrigerator and prepared to prepare dinner.

After washing a basin of water spinach, she turned off the faucet. Her ears suddenly became quiet, as if she heard the sound of a key opening a lock outside.

At this point in time, logically, no one else in the family would come back.

However, she is not worried about burglary.

After all, in the staff quarters, there would be no thief bold enough to break into the house and steal things.

Thinking of this, Qian Yiman wiped the water droplets on her hands and walked out of the kitchen, ready to see what was going on.

"Manman?" Yan Zhengting opened the door and walked into the living room. Just as he took off his hat, he saw Qian Yiman walking over from the kitchen. "Why are you back so early today?"

"You've been coughing a lot these past few days, so I thought I'd come back early to make you some Sichuan Fritillary and Snow Pear Soup to moisten your throat..." Seeing Yan Zhengting coming back, Qian Yiman smiled happily and ran up to him to hug him, "But why did you come back so early today?

"I went to the next city for a meeting this afternoon and came back a little early..."

The daughter-in-law threw herself into his arms and he could not refuse at all. Yan Zhengting picked her up and sat her on the sofa.

The children had not returned home yet, and the opportunity was rare, so the couple shamelessly began to show their affection.

It’s better to take practical action than to talk too much, so let’s start with a French kiss.

Here, the two of them hugged each other and kissed passionately.

On the other side, Fugui in the corner heard the noise, walked to the sofa and took a look, then quickly looked away and twisted his way back to his doghouse.

I saw it lying in the doghouse, looking lazy, and then sighing.

Ugh……

It's not easy to be a dog these days.

This is probably what it means to torture single people.