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

When a couple works together, they can cook quickly and well!

In less than an hour, the table was already filled with dishes, including almost everything you could think of, including those that swim in the water, walk on the land, and grow in the soil.

The standard of Yan’s lunch is to have both meat and vegetables and a balanced nutrition.

There was a large casserole in the middle of the table, steaming hot. Once the lid was opened, steam continued to come out.

In an instant, the rich aroma of chicken soup hit the face, arousing the appetite of everyone present.

As the leader of his mother's fans, Yan Qinbei always cheered her on, "Wow, it smells so good..."

"That is."

Qian Yiman raised her chin, with five words written on her face: confident and proud.

"Jingqiu, this chicken soup is specially made for you today, you should eat more..."

"Excellent, you eat too..."

"Thank you Aunt Qian..."

At the dinner table, Zhuo Yue filled a bowl of chicken soup for Yan Jingqiu and placed it in front of her, while Yan Zhengting also filled a bowl for Qian Yiman and placed it next to him.

The main point is that it doesn’t matter if you can’t drink it yourself, the most important thing is that your wife eats and drinks well.

The brothers Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan stared at the empty bowls in front of them, looking at each other. They waited and waited, but no one filled their bowls.

In the end, Yan Qinnan said nothing, silently filled his own bowl with liquid and drank it slowly.

However, Yan Qinbei's approach was much more lively.

He turned his head and said to his father aggrievedly, "Dad, you are biased. You only serve soup to Mom and not to us..."

Yan Zhengting was helping Qian Yiman pick up some fish. He glanced at Haodaer, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you have any objection?"

"Of course..." Yan Qinbei admitted his mistake in a second and decided to act accordingly, "Of course not..."

"Well, then eat your meal."

"it is good."

In the end, Yan Qinbei succumbed to his father's majesty and was unable to get out of his trap.

Perhaps, this is the legendary suppression from blood.

Qian Yiman was drinking soup and eating, enjoying the service of the man beside her. How wonderful!

It's quite interesting to take a look at the drama between father and son from time to time.

Yan Qinbei was drinking the soup he had made when he suddenly became curious about the little nephew in Yan Jingqiu's belly.

Then, this triggered a big question in my mind.

Yan Qinbei put down the soup spoon in his hand, turned around and faced his mother, looking like a curious baby.

"Mother."

"Ok?"

"I have a question for you."

"What's the problem? Just ask..."

While she was talking, another piece of sweet and sour pork ribs was put into Qian Yiman's bowl, and she couldn't finish it at all!

Yan Qinbei turned his head to look at Yan Jingqiu's belly, then turned back and pointed at Qian Yiman's belly, "Mom, how did Xiaobei and I get into your belly?"

Qian Yiman: "..."

Qian Yiman hadn't figured out how to answer yet, so she decided to throw this difficult question to the child's father, "I should probably ask your dad about this question..."

Yan Zhengting: "..."

"Mom, didn't we come out of your belly? Why are you asking Dad?"

"Because you are your parents' child, of course he knows..."

Yan Qinbei said "Oh", still a little unbelievable: "Dad, do you really know?"

"I wonder who knows?"

Qian Yiman: Yes, yes, yes, you know the time and place best...

"Then tell me, how did Xiaonan and I get into our mother's belly..." Yan Qinbei was relentless and wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"You picked it up on the roadside..."

"..."

At this moment, Yan Qinbei felt like the sky was falling.