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

After getting off the car, everyone walked into the corridor as if they were familiar with the route.

When climbing the stairs, Yan Qinbei completely let go of himself and ran up in two steps at a time.

The stairs these days were a bit narrow, not as spacious and easy to walk on as they were decades later. Qian Yiman couldn't help feeling a little nervous when she saw this.

She was worried and quickly stopped him, "Xiaobei, don't run so fast, be careful not to fall..."

Faced with his mother's nervousness and worry, Yan Qinbei remained very calm.

He stopped, turned around, smiled broadly at his mother and said, "Mom, no, don't worry..."

After saying that, he continued to run upwards regardless of anything.

He is so young and has so much physical strength that he doesn't even breathe heavily.

"Xiaobei..."

Qian Yiman wanted to say something else, but Haodaer's figure had already disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

She held Yan Qinnan's hand, snorted at the man beside her, and complained: "Look at your son, you don't care about him..."

Yan Zhengting: "..."

I was caught off guard, a huge pot fell from the sky.

What does it mean that the city gate is on fire and it affects the fish in the pond?

This is it!!!!

Yan Zhengting's principle is that if his wife is unhappy, he must not continue to provoke her, and can only coax her in a gentle manner.

"Manman, boys don't need to be raised too delicately. You don't need to let them run around and make noises. It's normal to have bumps and bruises occasionally..."

To be honest, Qian Yiman also agreed with part of Yan Zhengting's point of view, but could not agree with it completely.

Finally, she snorted softly, turned her head away, and continued to climb up with Yan Qinnan, but her speed was much faster than before.

Observing his wife's expression, Yan Zhengting couldn't help but recall the nights in the past when he was sent to sleep in the children's room, and immediately quickened his pace to catch up with her.

"Manman..."

"Manman..."

Originally, he wanted to coax his wife first, but Yan Jingqiu and Zhuoyue lived on a lower floor, and they arrived at their door in just a few steps.

Yan Qinbei arrived first and was standing there knocking on the door.

After a while, the door was opened from the inside.

"Hello, Aunt Qian, Hello, Uncle Yan..."

"Sister Xiaoyun?"

After the door opened, everyone outside was surprised. Qian Yiman almost thought she had walked into the wrong door and looked at it again and again.

After confirming that she had walked into the right door, Qian Yiman looked up and down at the girl inside and asked tentatively, "Xiao Yun?"

"It's me, Aunt Qian." Lin Xiaoyun came forward with a smile and hugged Qian Yiman's arm. She was as lively and joking as ever. "Don't you recognize me?"

"How could we not know each other? It's just so sudden. I haven't heard you mention coming to Kyoto before..."

"When I called Jingqiu before, I heard that she had given birth, so I kept thinking about coming to see her. So I came here during the weekend..."

Everyone walked into the house while talking.

Qian Yiman and Lin Xiaoyun were chatting animatedly when Yan Qinbei suddenly joined in and complained to Lin Xiaoyun, "Sister Xiaoyun, why didn't you come to our house when you came to Kyoto?"

Seeing the little brat's expression, Lin Xiaoyun almost thought she was a heartless man who cheated on her lover.

"I'm really short on time. I'll definitely go play with you and Xiaonan next time I come, okay..."

"Next time is next time, this time is this time, anyway, I have been hurt by you..."

Lin Xiaoyun: “…”

"Then may I ask Yan Qinbei, how can I make up for your harm?"

"Hmm..." Yan Qinbei stroked his chin and pretended to think: "It could be a half-day tour of the park, or it could be a bag of delicious food..."

"Okay, whatever you say is fine..."