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

Being with the one you love, even just holding hands and taking a leisurely walk in the park, can give off a great sense of satisfaction.

The couple walked forward for a while and saw a few people one after another, so Qian Yiman let go of Yan Zhengting's hand. In this era, holding hands in public has a bad influence.

When going out, Qian Yiman took her beloved camera with her and found several scenic spots and asked Yan Zhengting to take several photos of her.

At the same time, he persuaded Yan Zhengting to take several photos of him, but the man's expression in every photo looked so serious, as if he was forced by someone.

Well, actually, you can say that I was forced to do business by my wife!

The photo-taking environment came to an end, the two put away the camera and continued walking along the scenic lake.

Winter in the north is different from that in the south. Not only does it snow heavily, but the lakes also freeze, which looks quite unique.

There was snow on the road, leaving footprints wherever you stepped.

Qian Yiman stared at the soft white snow under her feet for a while, and her brain began to scatter thoughts.

Adhering to the principle of being here now, she suggested: "How about we build a snowman?"

"..." Yan Zhengting helped her adjust her scarf, and seeing her eager look, he asked, "We piled so many in the yard yesterday, do you still want to play?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Qian Yiman nodded repeatedly without any hesitation, "Since I'm here, I have to leave a mark here..."

"...Okay, as long as you're happy..." Yan Zhengting touched her hair, with obvious doting in his eyes.

Since his wife wanted to play, there was no reason for him to refuse and he had to accompany her.

Having lived in the north for several years, Qian Yiman has seen strong winds and heavy snow, and the snowmen she makes are more beautiful every year.

Use local materials, conditions are limited.

Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman each built a small mini snowman, using two branches as arms and two stones as eyes. It looked quite cute, ugly and cute.

After the decoration was completed, Qian Yiman stood there looking left and right, expressing her satisfaction with the two people's work.

The snowman was not easy to take away, so Qian Yiman wanted to take a photo as a souvenir, and without saying a word, she took out her precious camera.

Then, he waved to Yan Zhengting and said excitedly, "Come on, now that the snowman is ready, let's take a picture as a souvenir..."

As she spoke, Qian Yiman had already thrown the camera in her hand to Yan Zhengting. Then she walked to the middle of the two little snowmen and squatted down, hugging one with each hand, and let Yan Zhengting take many photos of her in this posture of hugging them left and right.

Qian Yiman changed several poses. Her legs were sore from squatting for so long. She raised her head and asked, "Are you done taking the photos?"

"Did you take a better picture of me..."

"Okay, that's it." Yan Zhengting nodded, put away the camera, and began to speak Yan's love words without any shame, "You look good no matter what."

"..."

Although they have been married for many years and it was not the first time that Qian Yiman heard such sweet words from a man, her face still blushed with embarrassment.

She rubbed her hands on her face, trying to hide her blushing. Yan Zhengting saw the whole thing.

After a moment, he laughed very disrespectfully.

After Qian Yiman heard the voice, the warmth on her face instantly returned. She stepped forward and pinched the man's waist, "Yan Zhengting, stop laughing..."

Yan Zhengting raised his hand and rubbed his wife's soft and smooth hair, "Well, don't laugh anymore..."

He raised his head and his eyes inadvertently fell on a large rock not far away.

When he saw clearly who was sitting on the stone, his face turned from sunny to cloudy, just like the weather in June.

The man's expression changed so quickly that Qian Yiman was stunned.

However, when she followed Yan Zhengting's gaze, she understood why his expression suddenly became so ugly!