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

Qian Yiman rushed over as quickly as she could. When she arrived at the hospital, Yan Jingqiu had already entered the delivery room.

At the door of the delivery room, Zhuo Yue and Zhuo's father and mother were all there.

After all, this was Zhuoyue's first time being a father. He was nervous and expectant at the same time. He couldn't sit still in his chair and walked back and forth in the corridor, looking a little anxious.

Qian Yiman was wearing high heels and running out of breath. She came up to WXX and asked, "Excellent, how is Jingqiu?"

"I just got in a short time ago, don't worry." Zhuo Yue saw that she was out of breath from running, and quickly asked her to sit on a chair, "Aunt Qian, please sit down and rest for a while..."

The two families don't have many opportunities to meet each other. When Zhuo's father and mother saw Qian Yiman, who had dressed up carefully today, they were a little surprised at first.

Before, the old couple knew that the Yan family had a special situation and had an exceptionally young mother-in-law. But when they saw her today, why did she seem even younger than before?

"Zhuo Yue is right, mother-in-law, please come and sit for a while. This is Jingqiu's first child, so it may take some time..."

When Zhuo's mother called out the three words "mother-in-law", she even felt a little weird in her heart, as if there was a generation difference between the two of them.

Who else could be such a young mother-in-law?

After all, Qian Yiman had given birth to two children, so she knew that what Zhuo's mother said was right, so she came over and sat down on the bench.

She didn't pay attention when she was running, and only realized that her feet hurt after she sat down. She was in a hurry to go out after answering the phone and forgot to change her shoes.

What a miscalculation!

But it's also her own fault. She suddenly had the urge to wear high heels, and now she has succeeded in doing so.

……

On the way to get off work.

Fang Yuan saw the familiar figure in front of him and ran after it, shouting as he ran.

"Old Yan."

"Old Yan..."

Yan Zhengting stopped, glanced at him, and signaled him to speak quickly if he had anything to say.

"At noon, I'm having meat buns at home. My wife made them herself. You can come too. Bring your wife along..."

Just thinking about the taste of the big meat buns, Fang Yuan is already so greedy that he can hardly hold back his saliva. He must eat a few more at noon.

Yan Zhengting refused without a second thought, "No, she's not at home at the store at noon."

"If that's the case, you should come to my house for dinner. You're all alone at home, and I feel sorry for you..."

Yan Zhengting: "..."

"Come on, let's go eat some meat buns. Why should I be polite to my brother..."

Yan Zhengting: "..."

In the end, under Fang Yuan's repeated insistence, Yan Zhengting was dragged to Fang's house to eat.

Perhaps, to be more precise, it means to get the meat buns.

Yan Zhengting was naturally warmly received by Mrs. Fang at the Fang family, who kept urging him to eat more.

When Yan Zhengting said goodbye to the couple and went home, Mrs. Fang wrapped a few large meat buns in oil paper and asked him to take them back for Qian Yiman and the two children to taste.

It was hard to refuse such a kind invitation, so Yan Zhengting had to take the buns and go back home.

After entering the house, he put the buns in the kitchen and prepared to take a nap.

When I passed by the TV, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a piece of paper out of the corner of my eye. There seemed to be something written on it.

Yan Zhengting turned around, walked over and picked up the note. After seeing the content on it, his expression changed immediately.

He raised his wrist, glanced at the time, then grabbed the key from the tea table and walked quickly to the door.