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

"Old man, how come your bucket is still empty after being out for so long..."

Seeing this, and thinking of the solemn promise made by her father before he went out in the morning, her mother couldn't help but make a joke.

"If you keep going like this, I'm afraid you won't have any fish to make soup with before dark, let alone lunch..."

He was only paying attention to the movement in the water when he heard Yan's mother's voice ringing in his ears, and then Yan's father realized that she had come.

The strict father was worried that her words would be heard by a few old men not far away, which would be very embarrassing.

"Keep your voice down." He quickly made a gesture to stop her and also made a promise, "Wait a little longer, I will definitely bring back a big fish for you at noon..."

"I, you..."

Yan's mother wanted to make a few more jokes, but when she saw her old man's guilty look, she shut her mouth.

Qian Yiman, who was standing by, saw her father-in-law looking around, afraid of being discovered by his old comrades, so she covered her mouth with her hand and smiled secretly.

"Mom, wait a little longer. Don't be anxious." After laughing secretly, Qian Yiman immediately returned to her normal expression and stepped forward to adjust the atmosphere between her parents-in-law. "My dad is hiding his strength now. Maybe he can catch you a ten-pound fish later..."

"?????"

Hearing his daughter-in-law bragging about herself, the fishing rod in the father's hand shook and almost slipped out of his hand.

A ten-pound fish?

Daughter-in-law, you didn't let me go either.

The strict father took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead, indicating that he was under great pressure.

As luck would have it, at this moment, one of his old comrades came over here carrying a bucket.

"Old Yan, how's the catch? Come and see how my fish is..."

"..."

The person is almost right in front of him, and it is impossible for the strict father to cover the bucket with his hands to prevent others from seeing it. That would be like trying to cover up the truth.

"Old Li, your fish looks like it weighs only four or five pounds at most..." Yan's father was actually very guilty. He turned his head to take a look and then pretended not to care. "It's not even as big as the fish I caught last time..."

In their fishing world, admitting defeat is impossible!

Although there is no fish in the bucket yet, who can say for sure what will happen later? We must keep the situation under control at this moment.

"Old Yan, look at what you're saying. This is at least six or seven pounds..." Old Li glanced at the bucket next to Yan's father and found it empty. The joy of victory suddenly surged in his heart, "Look at your bucket, there's not a single shrimp. I think you're in trouble today..."

"..."

The strict father had a mouthful of blood stuck in his chest.

What an insult! This is a blatant insult!

However, he glanced at his own bucket and realized that the reality was irrefutable!

As a bystander, Qian Yiman was deeply moved by the scene before her.

The two old men who used to be so majestic at work now have heads full of white hair.

As time goes by, they no longer have to frown over the rigorous work they used to do, but are proud of the size of the fish they catch.

Beneath the wind and frost, there is a childlike simplicity and purity.

Happiness can really be very simple.

Thinking of this, Qian Yiman smiled happily.

Now that her father-in-law was clearly at a disadvantage, Qian Yiman felt she needed to save some face for him.

"Uncle Li, my dad almost caught a ten-pound fish just now, but I scared him away when I yelled."

"But it's okay, he will definitely be able to fish again later..."

"..."

The bewildered father asked: When did this happen? How come I don’t know about it?

Yan Qinnan understood clearly: Well, this is probably what my mother once told me, a white lie...

Yan's mother looked proud: She is worthy of being my daughter-in-law. She never forgets to protect my parents wherever she goes.

After showing off, Lao Li returned to his position and continued fishing, heading towards his goal of catching a ten-jin fish.

The strict father had to accept the boasts made by his daughter-in-law.

He was seen staring at the lake with an expression never before serious, and his eyes were as determined as if he had joined the Party.

Qian Yiman observed from the side for a long time, but the strict father still found nothing.

It seems that it is time to take action.