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

Suddenly, the door of the delivery room was opened from the inside.

The nurse came out with the child in her arms and asked, "Where are Qian Yiman's family members..."

"Nurse, how is my lover?"

Before the nurse could finish speaking, Yan Zhengting hurriedly stepped forward and asked. What he was most concerned about was the safety of his young wife.

After working in the hospital for so many years, she rarely saw a mother's husband first come to care about his wife's safety instead of asking if the baby was a son.

"Mother and child are safe, congratulations."

The nurse had a good impression of Yan Zhengting, so she smiled and congratulated.

Yan Zhengting's high-hanging heart finally relaxed.

As soon as the words fell, Qian's mother and Yan's mother also showed relieved smiles.

"God bless me, God bless me..."

"I hope you're safe, nurse, when can my daughter-in-law come out?"

"We have to wait a little longer..."

In this way, the three of them were all concerned about Qian Yiman, and finally took a look at the child after being reminded by the nurse.

The moment he held the child in his arms, Yan Zhengting felt that his heart was soft and his eyes were a little warm.

……

"It hurts."

The moment Qian Yiman saw Yan Zhengting, for some reason, he suddenly felt aggrieved. His voice was a little hoarse, as he had shouted in the delivery room before.

"I know, Manman, thank you for your hard work." The little wife looked at him pitifully, with red eyes. Yan Zhengting felt heartbroken, so he took her hand and put it to his mouth and kissed her.

Qian Yiman's hair on her forehead was soaked with sweat, and he took out a handkerchief to help her dry it carefully.

"Manman, take a nap, I'll be here with you." Yan Zhengting's voice was as gentle as water.

"Okay." Giving birth is really a very energy-consuming thing. Qian Yiman was seriously exhausted, so he slowly fell asleep after saying this.

Looking at her sleeping face, Yan Zhengting gently tucked her in.

……

"mom."

When Qian Yiman woke up, he was still in a daze. He looked around to confirm that he was in the hospital. It turned out that he had really given birth.

It's meal time now. Yan Zhengting went to buy food. Qian's mother and Yan's mother were gathered around the crib to look after the child.

"Manman is awake. Zhengting went out to buy food just now. Come and see the child." Seeing that her daughter was awake, Qian's mother carefully picked up the child and put it next to her.

He also said: "Mom, I saw this kid looks like you."

Yan's mother echoed from the side: "This child looks more like Manman. He will definitely be very handsome when he grows up."

After Qian Yiman heard such praise from his mother-in-law, his hand that touched the child's face froze for a moment. Looking at his red and slightly wrinkled face, like a little monkey, she really couldn't say that he was good-looking against her will.

Then, Qian's mother heard her daughter muttering in disgust: "He is so ugly, how did you know that he looks like me? Where is Jun?"

The smile on Qian's mother's lips froze for a moment, and she glanced at Qian Yiman angrily: "You were uglier than this when you were born!"

Qian Yiman: "..."

Sure enough, after having a grandson, a daughter is no longer important, right?

Yan's mother was listening to the conversation between mother and daughter. She didn't want to laugh at first, but she couldn't hold it back.

She burst out laughing and said, "Manman, children are always like this when they are born. They will look better when they grow out in a few days."

"Your mother-in-law is right, and today is February 2, the day when the dragon raises its head, which means great auspiciousness. This child will definitely be promising in the future." Qian's mother was so happy thinking that her grandson was born on this good day today.

"If you don't tell me, I haven't noticed it yet. This day is really festive. My grandson is really lucky..."

Listening to the two mothers singing and singing, Qian Yiman chose to shut up and stood aside silently, listening to them excitedly praising their children...

Yan Zhengting came back not long after, and handed two of the meals to the two mothers. Then he sat on the bedside with a portion and fed his little wife one bite at a time.

Qian Yiman was also a little hungry now, and ate the food fed by his man with relish.

Qian's mother was naturally very happy when she saw her son-in-law taking such careful care of her daughter.

She smiled, lowered her voice and said to Yan's mother: "This kid in Zhengting is quite good at caring for others."

"Working hard to give him a child is what he should do. A man must feel sorry for his wife." Yan's mother looked at her son and said with satisfaction.

After lunch, the nurse came and asked Qian Yiman to breastfeed the child.

When he heard that he was breastfeeding and there were so many people around him, Qian Yiman felt a little burst...