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

After breakfast, everyone who went to work or school left, leaving only Qian Yiman and her son Yan Qinnan at home.

Yan Zhengting had already washed the dishes before leaving for work, saving the money for Yiman to do it later.

Thinking that the clothes she took off last night had not been washed yet, Qian Yiman decided to solve this problem first, so that Yan Zhengting would not rush to wash them after he came back, increasing his workload.

She turned on the TV for her son and took a bunch of food from the cupboard and placed it in front of him. "Xiao Nan, Mommy is going to do the laundry. You sit here and watch TV for a while."

"it is good."

Yan Qinnan has been a well-behaved child since he was young. He can play with a toy by himself for a long time and rarely runs around, not to mention that he has difficulty walking now.

However, mothers are always more worried, and this seems to have become an instinct.

Qian Yiman took just two steps before she stopped and went back to sit next to the child.

She hugged the child, raised her hand and ruffled his hair, smiling gently, "Mom will come to accompany you after I finish washing the clothes."

"If you need anything later, just yell for me, okay?"

Yan Qinnan hummed and said, "Okay."

This well-behaved and sensible little appearance simply melted the heart of Qian Yiman, the old mother.

"Tsk..." She stared at her big son for two seconds with a look of satisfaction on her face, muttering, "How come I'm so good at giving birth..."

Yan Qinnan: “…”

I really don't know who I'm praising.

"Come, give mom a kiss."

The next second, Qian Yiman unexpectedly kissed her eldest son on the cheek.

Looking at the child's dazed and somewhat unbelievable expression, which even turned red in the end, Qian Yiman couldn't help laughing out loud.

In order to avoid teasing the child too much, Qian Yiman decided to quit while she was ahead. "Okay, Mommy's going to do the laundry. Call me if you miss me..."

Yan Qinnan: “…”

Yan Qinnan: “????”

Yan Qinnan sat on the sofa with a red face and asked, "Excuse me, which mother likes to tease her son so much?"

However, it is true that with such a mother, the home will never be lonely.

Besides, his dad seemed to like this.

Looking at her eldest son's shy expression, Qian Yiman laughed, waved her hand, went to the bathroom, and started her laundry plan.

Yan Qinnan did not touch the snacks in front of him, nor did he watch TV. Instead, he picked up the book at hand and began to read it carefully.

Of course, during this period, he could occasionally hear his mother's cheerful singing coming from the bathroom.

The early morning sunlight poured in through the living room window, falling on the ground, on the sofa, and also quietly falling on him.

His mother's singing not far away and the sunlight coming in from the window left an indelible mark in his little heart.

It feels good and warm.

Even many years later, he would often think of this moment.

Fortunately, they were not thick winter clothes. Qian Yiman hummed a song and quickly washed the clothes.

She came out of the bathroom carrying a basin of clothes and saw the child reading a book with his head down. He looked so serious.

Her eyes fell on the snacks in front of him, without moving, Qian Yiman smiled and shook her head. No matter what time it was, books were always the most important thing to this child.

She did not say anything to disturb him, but walked to the yard with light steps. Fugui followed her with his tail wagging.

After all, as a dog, we don't understand the knowledge in the books of our little master. The important thing is to go to the yard more often to bask in the sun.