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

Qian Yiman was so angry at her eldest son that her liver hurt. For a moment, she didn't know how to scold him, so she thought she should take it slow first.

She decided to read something that would cheer her up and adjust her mood. She turned to her youngest son and smiled gently, "Xiao Nan, bring your test paper over to show mom."

Yan Qinbei was a little surprised by his mother's reaction. Why did she feel a sense of calm before the storm?

Yan Qinnan took out the test paper from his schoolbag and handed it over obediently with both hands. At the same time, he was worried that his mother would be even more angry with his brother after reading his test paper.

After all, the scores of the two were so different.

No one knows a mother better than her son. His worries are not without reason.

Qian Yiman stared at her younger son's neat and tidy test paper, as well as the joyful scores of 97 and 93. She felt as if her mood was on a roller coaster, and her blood pressure returned to normal in an instant.

Sure enough, people still need to look at things that make them happy in order to be healthy.

But the next second, when she glanced at the two blatantly failing test papers, she felt her blood pressure starting to rise again.

She wanted to ask, how come they have different brains when they are born from the same parents? Why is the difference so big?

Qian Yiman didn't want to pay attention to the older son on her left who was looking down with a guilty look on his face. She turned to her younger son on her right, stroked his hair, and praised him with a smile, "Our Xiaonan is really amazing. Is there any reward you want?"

"Mom, no thanks." Yan Qinnan shook his head to indicate no.

Since he started school, he has never scored less than 90 points in any exam. He has long been accustomed to this honor and no longer often wants gifts.

Look, this child is not only good at studying, but also very sensible. Qian Yiman felt warm in her heart and was very pleased.

Even the bad mood that was stimulated by the big one just now has mostly dissipated.

"No..." Qian Yiman thought about it and couldn't think of a reward for the child, so she decided to give him a practical reward. "Then let Dad make you something delicious tomorrow night."

"All right."

At home, Yan Qinnan’s favorite thing is the meals cooked by his father and sister.

A little delicious food can make the child so happy. Looking at the smile on his face, Qian Yiman's mouth corners slowly rose.

The little one is really an angel baby!

She withdrew her gaze and turned to the troublesome Haodaer. Forgive her for not being able to laugh.

Alas, but what can I do now that I have done so badly in the exam?

Qian Yiman thought about it and decided to finish her meal first before educating him. "Yan Qinbei, go wash your hands and go out to eat first."

Seeing her like this, Yan Qinbei became even more nervous.

He grabbed his mother's hand in time, raised his head and saw the serious expression on her face, then quickly lowered his head and stammered, "Mom, can you please not tell Dad?"

"No." Qian Yiman saw through the child's thoughts at a glance and rejected him on the spot.

Yan Qinbei stood there without moving, feeling that the food no longer enjoyed his appetite.

Qian Yiman pulled Yan Jingqiu and Yan Qinnan out. Seeing that the boy behind him was still not moving, she couldn't help but look back and said, "Go wash your hands and eat. Don't make me say it again."

In Yan Qinbei's heart, their mother has always been gentle and loving to them, and rarely was she so serious.

He didn't dare to hesitate any longer and followed.