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

After catching his father and mother having an intimate moment, Yan Qinbei felt somewhat guilty.

Originally, he was curious about this and had a million questions in his mind. However, under the intimidation of his own father's eyes and aura, he dared not ask casually.

This was the first time Yan Qinbei had been so quiet while eating since he grew up, while Yan Qinnan was quietly drinking porridge and eating steamed buns beside him.

While he was busy eating breakfast, he stole a glance at his brother. He was a little uncomfortable with the quiet atmosphere at the dining table.

Yan Qinbei remained quiet until he got in the car and left. Apart from his biological father Yan Zhengting, Qian Yiman and Yan Qinnan all looked at him with admiration.

Qian Yiman was even secretly worried, could it be that the child’s father was too fierce and scared the child?

However, it turned out that her worries were unnecessary.

When the car was less than a kilometer away from the compound, Yan Qinbei, who had been admiring the scenery outside the window a second ago, began to chirp like a bird, as if the seal had been lifted.

What followed were countless and varied problems.

"Mom, are we going to the park today?"

"Yes." The eldest son finally returned to his noisy nature. Qian Yiman turned around and looked at the back seat. She actually felt more comfortable this way. "Let's go to your sister's first, then go to the park."

"Mom, I want to buy a new kite today, is that ok?"

"Aren't there enough toys at home for you to play with?" Faced with the eldest son's push, Qian Yiman would naturally not agree easily, "Besides, we brought two out today, Xiaobei, wasting is not a good behavior..."

"Ok."

After listening to his mother's advice, Yan Qinbei thought about it and gave up the idea immediately.

"Mom, can I buy some candied haws today?"

"Well, I can promise you this." It's not a big problem for children to eat snacks occasionally, Qian Yiman agreed very readily.

As a master of keeping things balanced, she was determined not to forget the other good older son who remained silent, "Xiao Nan has one too."

Hearing this, little Yan Qinnan, who had been reading with his head down, raised his head and gave a shy smile to his mother.

Qian Yiman looked at the smiling face of her youngest son and felt secretly proud in her heart. How could she have given birth to such a handsome and well-behaved son? Who knows whose daughter he will be when he grows up?

"Mother……"

Just as she was immersed in her self-pride, she was brought back to reality by Haodaer's sudden shout.

Qian Yiman came back to her senses and shifted her gaze from her youngest son to her eldest son. She sighed in her heart.

"What's wrong? Do you have any questions?"

"Yes, I do." Yan Qinbei nodded and replied.

"What do you say."

"Um..." Yan Qinbei's behavior was a little awkward when he said this. He scratched his head and asked, "Can I stay at my sister's house tonight?"

"What do you say?"

"I think it should be possible, what do you think, mom?"

Qian Yiman snorted, not giving him any extra hope, "I don't think so."

"mom……"

"It's no use calling mom. Your sister hasn't recovered yet and she has to take care of the children. How can she have the time and energy to take care of you..."

Qian Yiman explained the reasons one by one to him, and at the end, she added, "Be honest and don't add burden to your sister..."

"Mom, didn't you say I was a sweet burden?"

This guy was very eloquent and Qian Yiman was choked by his answer for a moment.

"Your sister already has a sweet burden, and you and Xiaonan are your mother's sweet burden..."

Having said that, she turned her head to glance at the man who was driving and added in time.

"Of course, it is also your father's sweet burden..."

Hearing the conversation between his wife and the child, Yan Zhengting, who was driving nearby, began to smile slightly...