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

Just like that, on this ordinary yet sacred day, the name of little Zhuoya was decided.

"Dong dong dong..."

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door.

Qian Yiman knew with her toes that the sound of the wild knock on the door must be her eldest son coming back.

She was sitting closest to the door, so she immediately stood up to open it, fearing that any delay would wake up the little Zhuoya in Yan Jingqiu's arms.

"Aunt Qian, we are back..."

Sure enough, Lin Xiaoyun and her two grown-up sons were standing at the door, and their hands were full of things.

"Come in, come in..." Qian Yiman moved aside to let them in. After closing the door, she pointed at the things in the two children's hands and asked, "Why did you buy so many things?"

Yan Qinbei glanced at his brother, then at Lin Xiaoyun, "Sister Xiaoyun bought it for us."

"Xiaobei, Xiaonan, didn't mom tell us not to let..."

Lin Xiaoyun was worried that she would blame the two children, so before she could finish her words, she took over the conversation, "Aunt Qian, don't blame them. It was me who insisted on buying it for them..."

As Lin Xiaoyun spoke, she winked at the brothers Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan, asking them to flee the battlefield as soon as possible.

Yan Qinbei was a very smart student. Upon seeing this, he immediately picked up his things and walked towards his sister, not forgetting to take his younger brother away with him.

Qian Yiman was helpless and pulled Lin Xiaoyun inside. "You said it's a rare trip to Kyoto, but you're spending so much money, I..."

"Aunt Qian, just like you said, it's a rare trip for me to Kyoto, so buying something for Xiaobei and the others is really nothing..."

"Moreover, considering the relationship between our two families, and the fact that Jingqiu and I are like sisters, I treat Xiaobei and Xiaonan as my own brothers..."

"..."

Lin Xiaoyun was eloquent and Qian Yiman didn't know how to respond in the end and could only be deeply convinced by her.

She thought to herself, if that's the case, then she'll find an opportunity to buy some things to pay it back later, there's no better way at the moment.

At dusk, the sun sets in the west.

An emotional farewell drama is unfolding at the doorstep of Yan Jingqiu and Zhuoyue's home.

"Dad, you and Aunt Qian should stay for dinner before leaving..."

"..."

There was no choice. Under Yan Jingqiu's reluctant gaze and Zhuo Yue's strong persuasion, Qian Yiman and Yan Zhengting changed their original decision to go home for dinner and stayed with their two big children.

This made Yan Jingqiu very happy. She dragged them into the house one by one, and then told Zhuoyue: "Zhuoyue, cook a few more dishes tonight..."

"Okay, I'll go now."

Seeing Yan Jingqiu so happy, Zhuo Yue was also in a good mood. After receiving the instructions, he walked towards the kitchen with great enthusiasm. After a while, the sound of "thump thump thump" of cutting vegetables came from the kitchen.

It is said that three women make a drama. At this moment, Qian Yiman, Yan Jingqiu and Lin Xiaoyun were sitting together and whispering something.

Yan Zhengting glanced in the direction of the kitchen and moved his feet slightly. He was about to stand up to help, but suddenly he seemed to think of something and finally sat on the sofa without getting up.

Yan Zhengting thought that he should let this boy cook more dishes, accumulate experience, and improve his cooking skills, so that his daughter and granddaughter would have more delicious food in the future.