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

At this time in the north, the weather has become colder.

Qian Yiman took out two cans of osmanthus honey from the cabinet and planned to deliver them to Sister-in-law Lin and Sister-in-law Fang later.

The moment she opened the door, she was blown by the wind and got goosebumps. Good guy, it's so cold...

She closed the door decisively, turned back to the bedroom, found a coat and put it on.

She doesn't have much baggage in this regard. After all, a good-looking person like her can wear more or less without affecting her appearance.

Get dressed before going out, and those closest to you will start delivering them first.

Qian Yiman arrived outside the courtyard next door, called someone, and waited at the entrance of the courtyard.

"Yiman, come in quickly, it's windy outside." Sister-in-law Fang quickly opened the door and invited her into the house.

Qian Yiman waved his hand and refused: "Sister-in-law, I won't go in. This is osmanthus honey made by me. I'll give you a jar to taste."

"Thank you so much. I had it when I was in the south. It tastes really good when soaked in water. I really like it."

Sister-in-law Fang accepted it happily. She used to buy it and eat it often when she was in the south.

"Well, then I have sent it to the right person. Sister-in-law, I have to go to Sister-in-law Lin's place, so I won't tell you now."

"Hey, okay. You have a big belly, so be careful on the road." Sister-in-law Fang looked at her big belly and warned her worriedly.

"Okay, I know."

After Qian Yiman finished speaking, he walked slowly to Sister-in-law Lin's house.

Sister-in-law Lin was drying her quilt in the yard. When she saw her coming, she immediately called her in, "Come on, come on, come in."

After entering the room, Qian Yiman handed her the thing in his hand.

He said, "Sister-in-law, this is the osmanthus honey I made myself. I brought it to you to try. It is also a specialty of my hometown."

"Oh, this smells so good. Osmanthus can do this." Sister-in-law Lin opened it and smelled it, and said with emotion.

"There are many ways to eat sweet-scented osmanthus, but I don't know how to eat anything else..."

"Yiman, how do you eat this stuff? I've never seen it before." Sister-in-law Lin carefully placed the osmanthus nectar on the table and looked at her and asked.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you. The easiest way is to scoop some out and soak it in water to drink. I am going to save some and use it to cook glutinous rice balls during the winter solstice..." Qian Yiman said with a smile.

She had begun to miss the taste.

"I have long heard that you southerners eat glutinous rice balls during the winter solstice. Will these sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice balls be delicious?" Sister-in-law Lin asked curiously.

"Of course, I really like to eat. You can try it when the time comes." Recommending your favorite food to others is also a happy thing.

Thinking that Yan Zhengting would be back soon after picking up the child, Qian Yiman only chatted for a while and then told Sister-in-law Lin to go home first.

……

When Qian Yiman was approaching the door of his house, he happened to meet Yan Zhengting and his daughter.

"Aunt Qian." Yan Jingqiu saw her first.

"Jingqiu, you're back." Qian Yiman walked over slowly, holding his belly.

Yan Zhengting handed the schoolbag in his hand to Yan Jingqiu and asked her to carry it by herself.

Then he walked over and carefully supported Qian Yiman, "It's cold outside, why are you still wearing such thin clothes?"

"Captain Yan, don't you know that pregnant women are afraid of heat?" Qian Yiman found that he was really not as afraid of the cold now as before he was pregnant.

"Then why are your hands cold?" Yan Zhengting asked sharply when he felt her hands were cold.

"Well... maybe it's waiting for you to help warm you up." Qian Yiman smiled and found a reasonable explanation for himself.

"No matter what, you can find a reason for yourself." Yan Zhengting wrapped her little hand in his palm and pulled the little woman into the house.

……

In the evening, the family sat on the sofa and watched TV.

Qian Yiman made a cup of osmanthus honey water for himself and Yan Zhengting and his daughter, "Jingqiu, try this and see if you like it."

Yan Jingqiu took it and took a sip, and immediately fell in love with the sweet taste.

She took two more sips and asked, "It's fragrant and sweet, and it tastes really good. Aunt Qian, did you make this?"

"Yes, I made it, but your dad picked the flowers. Sugar and honey are also added to it. You can take a jar with you when you go back to school the day after tomorrow, so you can drink it in the dormitory."

"Okay, thank you Aunt Qian." As a girl, Yan Jingqiu really didn't want to refuse this kind of nectar.

Qian Yiman saw that her hair was a little too long and had some split ends, so he wanted to trim it for her.

"Jingqiu, hasn't your hair been cut for a long time? It's inconvenient to wash your hair when it's cold. How about I cut it a little shorter for you?"

"Yeah, yeah, I want to cut more." Yan Jingqiu also discovered this problem and had wanted to cut it for a long time.

In the past, her grandma took her to get her hair cut, but here she didn't know who to ask to take her with her.

"Okay, no problem. I'll help you cut it tomorrow. The light is good during the day." Qian Yiman thought to himself, this child really listened to the advice.

It's not like when she was a child. Whenever the orphanage arranged for a haircut, she would feel that her world was about to collapse. She would hide in bed and cry for a long time without anyone coaxing her.

Sigh... Who didn't dream of being a princess when they were little?

The next day, Qian Yiman followed Yan Jingqiu's request and helped her shorten her hair to her shoulders. She looked much fresher instantly.

Thanks to her frequent viewing of videos on a certain platform, she has a vague tendency to surpass Teacher Tony.

"Okay, do you feel that your head is a lot lighter?" Qian Yiman feels this way every time after cutting his hair.

"Yes, it's much more comfortable this way. Aunt Qian, can you teach me how to tie my hair like yours?"

Qian Yiman's hairstyle is different from the stereotype of two braids nowadays. Yan Jingqiu has always thought her hairstyle is very beautiful, so she took this opportunity to say it out loud.

"This is not a matter of minutes. Come, let me teach you." Qian Yiman stood behind her and helped her tie a lazy low ponytail.

"How is it? Are you satisfied?" Qian Yiman handed Yan Jingqiu a small mirror and asked her to look at it herself.