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

Originally, Lin Xiaoyun came to Kyoto to study and planned to stay in a guesthouse.

It was impossible for Qian Yiman and Yan Jingqiu to agree, so after leaving the train station, they carried her on both sides and went back home.

After entering the house, Qian Yiman first poured a glass of water for Lin Xiaoyun. Lin Xiaoyun didn't even bother to drink it. She opened her luggage bag and took out things one by one.

"Aunt Qian, these are the dried mushrooms that my aunt dried herself. My mother asked me to bring them to you. She said you like to use them to make soup the most..."

"Your mother is really good to me. She knows I like this. Auntie will make mushroom chicken soup for you tonight..." Qian Yiman took it with a smile and joked, "Auntie's cooking is average, but she can still make soup well."

She opened the bag and put it under her nose and smelled it. The things she dried herself were fragrant, pure natural and pollution-free.

"Let me see what this is..." Lin Xiaoyun took out another bag and opened it to take a look. "Oh, this is Chinese sausage. It's delicious."

"Your mother is getting more and more capable. Now she can even make sausages." These are her favorite foods. Qian Yiman came up and praised her without saying a word.

"Aunt Qian, you are so lucky." Lin Xiaoyun is as talkative as Sister Lin, and can continue any conversation. "My mother just learned it last year. A new neighbor moved in across the street from our house. They came from your city, and the sausages they made were so delicious. So my mother went to learn from them..."

"Alas..." Qian Yiman said, spreading her hands and sighing, "Learning skills also requires ability. Your mother learns everything quickly and cooks delicious dishes, unlike me..."

At this point, Lin Xiaoyun thought of what her own mother said, "Aunt Qian, according to my mother, you are blessed. Uncle Yan is so good to you. You don't need to learn so much..."

Lin Xiaoyun paused, then handed over another package, which contained pumpkin seeds that she had dried at home.

Then, she continued to tell on him, "Unlike my dad, my mom always scolds him at home, scolding him for being immature and having no eyes, not knowing how to fix a fallen soy sauce bottle. My mom always tells me that I married the wrong man..."

"Aunt Qian, let me drink some water and then tell you a secret." After talking for so long, Lin Xiaoyun finally felt thirsty. She picked up the water cup and drank most of it. Only then did she feel better in her throat.

She wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand and put the cup aside. "Although you have moved away for so many years, Uncle Yan has always been a good man praised by all the women in the compound, and he is also a role model for all men to learn from."

"Oh, yeah, and you, too. You're the envy of all the women in the compound..."

At the same time, Yan Zhengting in the office sneezed for no apparent reason.

Perhaps this is in line with the saying that although the person is no longer in the family compound, the legend of my master is still everywhere in the compound.

After hearing this, Qian Yiman had to admit that this made so much sense.

Qian Yiman felt proud that her man was praised, and her heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

Qian Yiman lifted the fine hair beside her ear, her tone full of undisguised pride, "I really didn't expect this, but a man like your Uncle Yan is hard to come by..."

"Besides, I was born blessed after all, and most people can't envy me..."

"Hahahahaha..."

Yan Jingqiu and Lin Xiaoyun were standing nearby, holding their stomachs and laughing until they fell on the sofa.