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

Everyone present was in a state of panic.

Only Yan Zhengting remained rational, and he comforted everyone not to worry.

He checked it right away and found that there was no problem with the doors and windows of the house.

Logically speaking, people should be at home.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something.

Yan Zhengting said nothing. He reached out to push away the crowd beside the bed, lifted the sheets and took a look under the bed.

Everyone saw his actions and reacted.

Really, why didn’t they think of such a simple question just now?

"How about it?"

"How is it? Is there any?"

Looking from Yan Zhengting's perspective, he saw his eldest son lying on the floor and snoring soundly. Even the loud noise in the room couldn't wake him up.

The old father, who was frightened just now, now feels a bit helpless.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

A false alarm!

He shook his head, carefully carried the child out from under the bed, and then turned to everyone and said, "I guess he accidentally fell to the ground while sleeping..."

"call……"

"That's fine, that's fine..."

"You scared me just now..."

Seeing the child in Yan Zhengting's arms, everyone, whose hearts were in their throats, breathed a sigh of relief in an instant.

Qian Yiman stood in front of Yan Zhengting and gently touched the child's hair, trying to calm the panic in her heart.

She checked the child's arms and thighs and found nothing that was bumped, so she felt relieved.

Qian Yiman breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm glad you're okay. Put it on the bed and go to sleep."

Yan Zhengting said "hmm" and prepared to put the child to the bed. Before he could move, the little Yan Qinnan in his arms opened his eyes.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and stared blankly at the people around him with a confused look on his face.

What's happening here?

Why are there so many people surrounding him?

"Mom..." His mother's unusually gentle look made Yan Qinnan even more confused, so he asked, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Grandpa and grandma, why aren't you asleep yet?"

Yan Qinbei pointed under the bed and answered his question, "Xiaonan, you fell under the bed while sleeping. Mom, Dad, and Grandma were so worried when they couldn't find you..."

"what?????"

Yan Qinnan’s first reaction was that maybe he had heard it wrong.

How could he fall under the bed while sleeping?

Nothing like this has ever happened in my life.

Before he could think clearly, his family members surrounded him, and they couldn't stop talking about their concern.

"Xiao Nan, is there any pain anywhere on your body?"

"Yeah, yeah, did you fall?"

"I'm fine, I don't feel any pain..."

"No, ask your dad to add a guardrail for you tomorrow..."

"..."

After Yan's father and mother went back to their room to sleep, Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman stayed in the children's room for a while. Only when they fell asleep again did they close the door and leave.

After such a misunderstanding, the couple couldn't sleep, so they simply got up and leaned against the head of the bed to chat.

Yan Zhengting held his wife in his arms, patting her back gently with his palms, as if he was coaxing a child to sleep.

However, tonight it had no effect.

Because, at this moment, Qian Yiman was still frightened.

Yan Zhengting felt helpless and decided to talk about other topics to divert her attention.

"Manman."

"Ok?"

"There's something I forgot to tell you. Next Friday, I'm going on a business trip for a while..."

"Huh?" This news was a bit sudden for Qian Yiman. "How long will you be gone?"

"About half a month." Yan Zhengting was really worried about the three of them staying at home, so he had already made arrangements. "When the time comes, I'll send you and the children to live with your parents..."

"It doesn't matter..."

"No."

"?????"

"Be good and obey."

"..."