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

"Well……"

Qian Yiman woke up faintly, opened his eyes, stretched lazily, and then slowly got off the bed.

She got out of bed and opened the curtains, letting in warm sunlight.

Looking out from here, you can also see a few birds standing on the treetops in the yard. Their clear and melodious sounds are very beautiful in this early morning.

This is the end of enjoying the beautiful scenery today.

Qian Yiman wandered out of the bedroom, and as soon as he walked into the living room, he smelled the strong fragrance of osmanthus.

She walked over following the scent and saw a basket full of sweet-scented osmanthus placed quietly on the dining table.

Qian Yiman didn't need to stick out his toes to know that this must be the man Yan Zhengting who got up early in the morning and went out to pick it.

This man is getting better and better now, giving her a little surprise from time to time, and a little romance from time to time.

Qian Yiman felt very happy. He stood in front of the dining table and snickered like a fool for a while before going to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth.

After washing up, the next step is to go directly to breakfast.

She came to the kitchen and opened the lid of the pot. Inside was a bowl of red dates and millet porridge with a full color and aroma, as well as a hard-boiled egg. There was also a plate of pickled beans in the cabinet.

He does all the laundry, cooking and feeding, and he even sends and picks flowers from time to time to coax her.

How could she not fall in love with such a perfect man?

Qian Yiman sat at the dining table, smelling the fragrance of osmanthus and eating breakfast, feeling particularly comfortable.

After breakfast, she prepared to use these osmanthus flowers to make osmanthus honey.

Qian Yiman sat there and began to select the sweet-scented osmanthus, sifting out the bad ones and throwing them away.

Speaking of which, I have to praise Yan Zhengting again. The sweet-scented osmanthus was picked very clean and fresh, with almost no impurities. Qian Yiman picked it out in two or three times.

In fact, she has never made osmanthus honey, but she vaguely saw how to make it on the Internet in her previous life.

Her next steps depend entirely on memory.

The first step in making osmanthus honey is to wash the selected fresh osmanthus in light salt water several times. I heard that this can remove its bitter taste, then take it out and drain it.

The second step is to set up a pot, put rock sugar in it and water of life in it, stir slowly until it melts.

The third step is to put the drained osmanthus inside, stir and cook for about twenty or thirty seconds.

Step 4: After it cools down, add an appropriate amount of honey to the inside and stir evenly.

Step 5: Put the prepared osmanthus honey into a clean jar, seal it, and store it in a cool place. Eat whenever you want.

Five small jars full of osmanthus nectar were placed on the stove, golden and translucent, sparkling in the sunlight, and very beautiful.

No wonder people often say that the taste of autumn is in the sweet-scented osmanthus.

At this moment, Qian Yiman desperately needs a mobile phone to take photos and post them on Moments.

Qian Yiman left a jar of osmanthus honey outside and put the other four jars in the cabinet for storage.

After working so hard, there was no way she wouldn't give it a try.

Sitting on the sofa, drinking water soaked in osmanthus honey, the alluring sweetness made her close her eyes in satisfaction.

……

At noon, Yan Zhengting came back from get off work and smelled the strong fragrance of osmanthus as soon as he entered the door.

Why does it seem to have a little sweetness in it?

He got the answer to this question when his little wife offered him a glass of sweet-scented osmanthus honey water with an attentive look on his face.

"Is this what you said before, osmanthus honey?"

Yan Zhengting took it and took a sip. It wasn't very sweet, but it was really good. No wonder she kept clamoring for it.

"Hmm, does it taste good?" Qian Yiman looked at him with an expression asking for praise.

"Well, not bad."

Yan Zhengting praised from the bottom of his heart.

Qian Yiman suddenly raised his eyebrows and threw himself into his arms.

He said happily: "You can make so many delicious things with this sweet-scented osmanthus honey. I will cook sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice balls for you next time."

"Okay, you've been doing this all morning?"

Yan Zhengting could smell the sweet scent of osmanthus nectar on her hair.

"Yeah, I have no choice but to do it myself. I'll have enough food and clothing." If Yan Zhengting didn't know how to do it, she wouldn't have done it easily.

"Teach me another day, and I'll cook it for you in the future." Thinking of her busy morning with her big belly, Yan Zhengting felt heartbroken.

"Keep your word." Qian Yiman was waiting for him to say this. How could he not agree?

"Of course." Yan Zhengting scraped her nose and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Husband, I made five jars of osmanthus honey. When the time comes, I want to give one jar to each of Sister-in-law Fang and Sister-in-law Lin. When Jingqiu comes back next time, let her also bring a jar to school to soak in water to drink."

Girls definitely have no resistance to this kind of thing.

"You can arrange whatever you want with the things you make, but remember to keep some for yourself."

"Don't worry, I still have two cans of my own."

"Well, come and eat first." Yan Zhengting opened the lunch box, and the food inside exuded waves of tempting fragrance.

Qian Yiman smelled his favorite sweet and sour pork ribs in the air, sat down and started eating.

However, she only remembered eating meat, not eating, or maybe she didn't remember on purpose.

Yan Zhengting sat opposite her, frowning as he watched, silently picked up the spoon, scooped a mouthful of rice and put it to her mouth.

Qian Yiman looked at him with pitiful eyes, and Yan Zhengting saw through her intentions with just one glance.

Pretending to be serious, he said: "Obey, don't stop eating."

"Oh fine."

Knowing that there was no need to discuss this matter, Qian Yiman obediently ate the rice he fed.

She still knows what is good and what is bad...