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

I was too happy last night.

As a result, Qian Yiman stayed in bed the next morning.

Fortunately, the ticket Yan Zhengting bought for her was for the afternoon train, so it didn't matter if she took it for a while in the morning.

She originally wanted to lie down for a while, but was disturbed by the cry of her "Prince".

"Your mother, my waist and knees are weak, why don't you sleep a little more, my son..." Qian Yiman lifted the quilt and got out of bed, then went to hug her big son, still murmuring Nagging.

"Wow wow wow..." Yan Qinbei's cry didn't stop until he drank the bottle.

After eating and drinking enough, the little guy started to amuse himself with "oh oh ah ah".

Qian Yiman touched his soft hair and said warmly: "Baby, mommy is taking you to take the train today. Let's go to grandma's house. You have to be obedient in the car, you know..."

To be honest, she was really afraid that he would keep crying in the car.

"Ah ah ah..." Yan Qinbei, a child, spoke.

"If you speak, then mom will take it as your consent." If you don't understand anything, treat it as acquiescence.

……

At noon, Yan Zhengting personally sent mother and son to the station.

When they arrived outside the station, Yan Zhengting did not get off the car immediately.

He turned his head, touched his little wife's hair, and said reluctantly: "Manman, be careful on the road. I'll wait for you to come back."

"Well, don't worry, I will take good care of myself and my son." Qian Yiman felt a little sour at the moment.

After instructing his young wife, Yan Zhengting gently pinched his son's little face and said, "You must listen to your mother when you go out and don't cry casually. Do you know..."

"Ah ah ah ah..." The next second, Yan Zhengting received a Level 10 baby talk reply from Yan Qinbei's child.

It doesn't matter whether you listen or not. The main thing is to answer questions and be a good and polite child since childhood.

……

In the station, some people were getting together and some were leaving.

Yan Zhengting held his son in one hand and carried the duffel bag in the other, and got into the car with Qian Yiman to find a seat.

Qian Yiman's seat is on the lower bunk, which is more convenient for taking care of children.

Yan Zhengting put away his duffel bag and sat with the mother and son for a while. It was not until the time was almost up that he got out of the car at the urging of his young wife, looking back three times.

Outside the station.

Yan Zhengting returned to the car, started the car and set off back.

Along the way, he was not in a good mood, and the feeling of saying goodbye was not pleasant.

……

in the carriage.

Currently, there are only two children, Qian Yiman and Yan Qinbei, and the other seats are still empty.

"Little cutie, little cutie, are you there?"

Qian Yiman began to call the little cutie with his thoughts.

"Master, tell me your purpose." The little cutie has just finished taking a nap and is still a little sleepy.

"Little cutie, I am on the train with my child. You must always keep an eye on me and alert me if any dangerous people are approaching..."

She remembered that last time the little cutie said that it had a function that could detect everything that was dangerous to her within a certain distance.

Now, it's time to put it to use.

"Master, I'll take care of this. I'll make sure you have a safe journey." These days, the little cutie was worried about having nothing to do and being bored, but he didn't expect that something would happen.

It geared up and suddenly became energetic.

"Then please be more reliable, and I will give you a few more days of annual leave." Qian Yiman thought of its occasional unreliable behavior and warned him uneasily.

"It's easy to say, so just be at ease." The little cutie vowed.

Child Yan Qinbei has been quite well-behaved since he got on the train. He looked around on the train and was full of curiosity about everything around him.

Seeing that his son was neither crying nor fussing, Qian Yiman was relieved.

Hold him and sit by the window, enjoying the scenery along the way.