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

One after another, several of Yan's father's old comrades-in-arms were invited to come home. They usually lived in this family compound, so it was convenient to get around.

Maybe it was a good day, the weather was exceptionally sunny, the sun was warm on everyone, and a group of old men were happily sitting in the yard playing chess.

Normally, this courtyard, where only the strict old couple, father and mother, are at home most of the time, was filled with laughter and was very lively on this day.

In the study, three grown men were leaning on chairs, drinking tea and talking about work, while also chatting casually.

As always, the chatterbox Comrade Fang Yuan is the one who always livens up the atmosphere. After all, Yan Zhengting and He Chaosheng combined don't talk as much as he does.

Counting the days, the three of them haven't gathered together for a while, and Fang Yuan's words flow like a river.

When I felt thirsty, I gulped down two cups of tea.

Then, he glanced at Yan Zhengting with ill intentions, and continued to tease fearlessly: "Alas... this person is really incomparable to others. Our eldest son has already married, and you see your son is only ten years old..."

Yan Zhengting glanced at his friend opposite him speechlessly, he really couldn't think of anything to be proud of.

Seeing him being so cocky, He Chaosheng put down his teacup and reminded Comrade Old Fang jokingly, "Fang Yuan, you seem to have forgotten that you have a daughter?"

What he meant was, your daughter is younger than the other person's son, and you still have the nerve to make fun of others.

Sure enough, Comrade Lao Fang's face changed immediately after hearing this. Whenever he thought about the day when his daughter would get married, he felt sick. There was no place in his body that felt comfortable, from head to toe and from inside to outside.

It feels good to tease someone for a while, but now it’s your turn to cry!

Someone had avenged him, and Yan Zhengting was happy to watch the fun from the side. He picked up the teapot and refilled his and He Chaosheng's empty cups.

The only thing he did was deliberately forget about the empty teacup opposite Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan saw this and started to yell in dissatisfaction:

"Hey, hey, hey, you two are clearly bullying me..."

Yan Zhengting and He Chaosheng were talking. He turned his head and glanced at him, then turned back and ignored him.

Even though he was blatantly ignored, Fang Yuan refused to agree and continued to act with great emotion.

"Hey! I'm talking to you two. We agreed at the beginning that we would walk together for life, drink tea together, and eat meat together..."

At this moment, Yan Zhengting and He Chaosheng both tacitly wanted to have selective amnesia.

Yan Zhengting ignored him and turned his head to ask He Chaosheng, "Did you say that?"

"It seems, I don't have any impression..." He Chaosheng shook his head very cooperatively and denied it.

After saying that, the two smiled at each other, raised their teacups, clinked them together, and then drank them all in one gulp.

The extremely heroic posture made people think that he was drinking tea, while those who didn't would think he was drinking wine.

Comrade Fang Yuan looked at the two good brothers in front of him in disbelief, and shouted angrily, "Listen, listen, you two, are you talking like a human being?"

"Is that human language? Huh?"

"Over the past few decades, I have wasted my deep brotherly love for you..."

"..."

Of course, their answer was the sound of Yan Zhengting and He Chaosheng clinking glasses.

Yan Zhengting and He Chaosheng were already used to Comrade Fang Yuan's acting so much. Most of the time they simply chose to ignore it, otherwise he would get more and more agitated.

"You guys treat me like this, right?" Comrade Fang Yuan continued dissatisfiedly, "I'm telling you, this is too much. Between brothers..."

"Haven't you had enough? How about I ask your wife to come in and watch?"

"..." Comrade Fang Yuan immediately became depressed and poured himself a cup of tea. "Forget it, forget it. I won't bother with you guys anymore. Let's have some tea..."

At this point, silence finally returned to the tea table.