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

in the kitchen.

After Yan Zhengting and Qian Yiman had been cuddling together, they began to prepare lunch together. While they were busy, they looked at each other from time to time, and their smiles were so sweet that they could be stretched.

Fugui, the eldest dog of the Yan family, walked to the kitchen with his tail wagging and took a look around. Perhaps he felt the excessive sugar content in the air, so he glanced at the host and hostess and left the kitchen silently.

Forget it, let’s go find the little master.

in the living room.

Yan Qinbei and Yan Qinnan squatted on the ground and played with Fugui. Yan Qinbei helped Fugui smooth his fur while complaining to Yan Jingqiu, "Sister, I think our dad is a little biased."

"Really? Why didn't I see that?"

"I noticed. As soon as you came home and asked for scrambled eggs with tomatoes, he agreed immediately. Dad is not so nice to me..."

Yan Jingqiu smiled and shook her head, and began to expose him, "Really? Then who did Dad make the braised chicken legs for last time, and who ate the most in the end?"

"...Ah, oh." Being exposed so quickly, Yan Qinbei touched his nose and said with a chuckle: "It seems so. I almost forgot. I am old and my memory is not good. Please forgive me..."

Yan Jingqiu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help asking him, "Student Yan Qinbei, how old are you this year?"

"There's nothing we can do." Yan Qinbei spread his hands and shrugged, saying, "People of our generation are tired from studying, under too much pressure, and age quickly..."

Yan Qinnan: “…”

Yan Jingqiu: "..."

excellence:"……"

Fugui: "..."

In an instant, the three people and one dog in the living room fell into silence after hearing Yan Qinbei's hilarious twisted logic.

At this time, Qian Yiman happened to come over with a plate of fruit, and she heard every word of Haodaer's words.

She put down the fruit plate and put her hands on her hips.

First, I took a deep breath, and then asked my eldest son three soul-searching questions: "Are you too tired from studying? Are you under too much pressure? Who gave you the courage to say such things?"

"..."

Perhaps Qian Yiman expressed everyone's thoughts, and everyone present turned their eyes to Yan Qinbei, waiting for his answer.

Yan Qinbei was really stumped by the question for a moment, but who was he? He could always get back on track after spending some time, "Mom, didn't you usually teach us to be confident people?"

"..."

Qian Yiman was speechless. Is this what I meant, mother?

"Besides, Dad also said that a good child should listen to Mom at home..."

"..."

Wow, this guy is a master at passing the buck.

One for the biological father and one for the biological mother, and the main one is impartial.

Having been family members for so many years, Yan Jingqiu and Yan Qinnan were no longer surprised by his ability to quibble. Instead, Zhuo Yue next to him was stunned. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would have wanted to give his brother-in-law a thumbs up.

He was really impressed by her reaction ability and logical ability!

Regardless of what the ability was, Qian Yiman, the mother, felt angry and amused, but she had to hold it back and remain serious.

By the way, this kid talks a lot every day, and I don’t know who he takes after.

Yan Qinbei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had passed the test successfully.

Seeing this, Qian Yiman decided to give Haodaer a little scare so that he would behave himself for a while.

Just do it.

The next second, she turned towards the kitchen and shouted, "Yan Zhengting! Your son is mad at me!"