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

While they were playing and fighting, a strange smell suddenly came into the air. Yan Qinbei stretched out his hand to fan the air, but when he found it was of no use, he quickly covered his nose.

He muttered, "Hmm, what's that smell? It stinks..."

After all, Yan's mother was an experienced person. She lowered her head and pulled open Zhuoya's diaper a little, "Oh, our little Yala is smelly..."

She stood up and prepared to carry the child to the bathroom. Just as she took a step, she paused as if she had thought of something and deliberately teased her precious grandson, "Xiaobei, didn't you always say that you wanted to be an uncle? Why don't you come and change Xiaoya's diaper?"

My goodness, this scared Yan Qinbei to death!

For a moment, I couldn't believe my ears!

Yan Qinbei widened his eyes and shook his head hurriedly. Every cell in his body revealed rejection.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no..."

As he spoke, he backed away, and from the look of his face, it seemed that he was ready to run away at any moment.

"Hahahahaha..."

When the people present saw this scene, they couldn't help but burst out laughing. This child is so funny.

"Come on, come on. Practice makes perfect. Grandma will teach you." Mother Yan suppressed her laughter and waved at him, saying, "When you were little, your sister often helped change diapers. It's nothing for you to change Xiaoya's diapers now..."

Yan Qinbei thought, who said it was no big deal, this is a huge problem.

"Grandma, I can't do this. I really can't do this..."

When Yan Qinbei heard what his grandmother said, his brows knitted tightly together. He looked miserable and went to his sister to discuss, "Sister, my dear sister, can I repay you in another way?"

She had teased him enough, and seeing her brother's pitiful appearance, Yan Jingqiu couldn't bear to tease him any more.

"Grandma is just kidding you. Look how scared you are." Yan Jingqiu looked for a clean diaper in her bag and replied with a smile, "I am your biological sister. Do I need you to repay me for changing your diapers a few times?"

Seeing that the teasing was enough, Yan's mother happily took her great-granddaughter to the bathroom to change her diaper and wash her butt.

"Of course I have to repay you. My sister is so kind." After Yan Qinbei found out that it was a false alarm, he felt much more relaxed. He jumped to Yan Jingqiu's side and said, "Sister, please wait for me. When I grow up, I won't be afraid of the smell. Then I can help my little niece change her diaper..."

At this time, Qian Yiman also came over to join in the fun and gave him a difficult question, "When you grow up, your niece will also grow up, and then they won't wear diapers anymore..."

Yan Qinbei: “…”

Yan Qinbei thought about it and it seemed to be true.

His little brain started working quickly, but he couldn't think of a better way.

"Then... Sister, I will take her to school, protect her for you, and buy her delicious food..."

"Okay, grow up well, your sister will be waiting for you."

Yan Jingqiu felt relieved after hearing this, and then went to the bathroom with a clean diaper as her daughter was waiting to use it.

ten minutes later.

After washing his butt and changing his diaper, little Zhuoya is now a cute, white, chubby human cub.

The uncle who just complained about her smell now hugged her and was very fond of her.

Yan Qinbei held his little niece in his arms and thought that babies were truly magical. "Mom, was I like this when I was a kid?"

"Of course, every kid is the same. They cry when they are told to cry, they pull when they are told to pull, and they laugh when they are told to laugh..."

Yan Qinbei's tone suddenly became serious, "Mom."

"Ok?"

"Thank you for not despising me back then."

"…You're welcome, son."

Yan Qinbei silently made up his mind and promised: "Don't worry, I won't despise you even if you poop your pants when you're old."

"..."

Look at what you said, I really want to thank you!

At this moment, Qian Yiman didn't know whether she should cry or laugh.