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

Qian Yiman secretly added space spiritual spring water to her food and water every day, and Yan Qinnan's leg injury healed like a rocket.

However, at Qian Yiman's insistence, she kept the plaster on for another week before going to the hospital to remove it.

Tomorrow morning, Yan Zhengting is going on a business trip.

This afternoon, I went home a few hours early. In addition to sending my wife and children to the Yan family's old house, I also had to go to the hospital.

The couple packed their luggage and took little Yan Qinnan to the hospital first.

As expected, after the doctor removed the plaster from the little guy's body, he praised him for the quick healing of his wound and the good care he received from his family.

After hearing the doctor's words, Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman looked at each other. Only they knew the truth.

After coming out of the doctor's office, to be on the safe side, Qian Yiman asked Yan Zhengting to carry the child to the car.

"Mom, I can walk by myself..."

"Be good, and ask your dad to carry you on your back a few more times while you're still young. You won't be able to carry me when you grow up..."

The sun sets in the west.

The afterglow of the sunset breaks through the clouds, like colorful rays of light shining on the earth, which is particularly gorgeous and beautiful.

As a family of three walked at dusk and sunset, their shadows were stretched very long, and life was as bright and beautiful as the sunshine at this moment.

Qian Yiman inadvertently glanced at the grass by the roadside, as if something was attracting her.

"Wait a minute, I'll go over and take a look."

After saying that, he ran over in a few strides.

It is impossible not to listen to my daughter-in-law.

Yan Zhengting stood there waiting. He and the little boy Yan Qinnan on his back, both father and son, focused their attention on Qian Yiman.

Qian Yiman didn't delay for long and ran back in less than a minute.

She was seen wrapping something in her hands. When she came in front of them, she smiled and handed Yan Qinnan a small animal made of dogtail straw.

"Xiao Nan, Mommy will give you something fun."

Qian Yiman looked very happy. She hadn't made such a gadget for many years.

"Thank you, Mom." Yan Qinnan stared at the shapeless object in his hand and asked with difficulty, "But what is this?"

Qian Yiman said as a matter of course: "A puppy."

Yan Zhengting: "..."

Yan Qinnan: “…”

At this moment, the father and son had the same idea in their minds: no matter how they looked from a distance, near, or sideways, they didn't look like puppies at all.

Seeing that the father and son were silent, Qian Yiman asked again, "What's wrong? Doesn't it look alike?"

"Yeah, they're quite similar. I could tell as soon as you mentioned it."

I have to say that Yan Zhengting is a bit cunning.

It not only affirmed his wife's craftsmanship, but also retained a certain degree of truth.

Like father, like son.

Little Yan Qinnan was lying on his father's back, learning by watching and doing.

"Mom, I'm the same as Dad. I noticed it after you told us. We are indeed quite similar..."

"What you two are saying, I feel like something's not right."

Yan Zhengting: "..."

Yan Qinnan: “…”

Both father and son felt a little guilty, so they began to change the subject.

Not wanting to stay alone in the empty room at night, Yan Zhengting began to call for help, "Manman, let's talk about it when we get home. I think my parents have already cooked dinner..."

"Grandma said she'd cook a lot of delicious food tonight..."

With these words, the father and son successfully diverted the topic.

A family of three got in the car.

The car drove out of the parking space, turned left and began to merge into the main road.

The orange sunset in the sky shines on the car, making it look particularly warm and beautiful.