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

Night gradually fell.

The sunset glowed with brilliant light, dyeing the entire sky red, and wisps of smoke rose from the roofs of every household.

After getting off the bus, Qian Yiman walked straight to her yard in the setting sun.

There were some urgent matters in the store today, so she came back half an hour later than usual. As soon as she walked into her yard, she smelled the fragrance of food.

Qian Yiman took out the key to open the door. After hanging up her bag, the first thing she did was to go to the kitchen.

Sure enough, I saw a man in an apron stirring something with a pair of chopsticks in front of the kitchen stove.

Before she could get close, the man spoke.

"Manman, let's have steamed eggs with meat patties for dinner..."

Without looking back, Yan Zhengting could tell who was behind him just by listening to the footsteps.

Qian Yiman recalled what she said before going to bed last night. Her heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey, and she couldn't suppress the upward curve of the corners of her mouth.

She walked to the man, her face full of joy, and she stood on tiptoe to give him a kiss on the side of his face as a reward, "Comrade Lao Yan, thank you for your hard work..."

"As long as you like it."

The thing his beloved wanted to eat happened to be something he could and did make. Yan Zhengting was extremely happy and did not feel it was troublesome or hard at all.

In the following time, Yan Zhengting was cooking on the side, and Qian Yiman was talking to him, mainly playing the role of companionship.

After an unknown amount of time, Qian Yiman suddenly felt that something was wrong, as if they had forgotten something important.

She raised her wrist and looked at the time on her watch. Why was the house so quiet at this time? There was no sound of her two children.

"That's not right. It's so late today, why haven't Xiaonan and Xiaobei come back yet..."

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhengting glanced at the sky outside the window, and immediately stopped what he was doing the next second.

"It's okay. You wait at home. I'll go to the school to check." Yan Zhengting said as he took off his apron and walked outside.

Qian Yiman was anxious and immediately chased after him, "Wait, I'll go with you. I can't sit still at home either."

Yan Zhengting had no choice but to take his wife with him since she was so insistent.

Before going out, Yan Zhengting took the car keys with him, ready to drive directly to the school to pick up the children.

The couple had just walked to the side of the car and were about to open the door and get in when they saw two familiar people appear not far ahead.

Aren’t those the two big boys in their family?

But one is being carried on someone’s back, while the other is walking alone. What’s going on?

With a "bang", the opened car door was closed again.

Qian Yiman strode forward and looked at her little son lying on the teacher's back, feeling extremely anxious.

"Xiao Nan, what's wrong with you? Why are you letting the teacher carry you on his back?"

"Hello, Yan Qinnan's mother. He accidentally fell during physical education class this afternoon. He has been to the hospital. The doctor said it was a fracture..."

"fracture?????"

Qian Yiman then noticed that the child's leg was in a plaster cast. The old mother felt distressed. She gently touched the plaster and asked, "Why is it so serious? Does it hurt?"

After asking, she realized that she had asked a stupid question.

How could it not hurt since it was a broken bone? Normally, if she accidentally broke the skin, she would feel pain for several days.