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

"Mom... I'm not running around..."

Yan Qinbei took a quick glance at his parents' faces and found that there was nothing unusual, so he felt relieved.

Fortunately, fortunately...

Fortunately, I didn't act impulsively and was able to escape the disaster.

Qian Yiman snorted, as if to say, "You didn't run around. I think Xiaonan persuaded you to stay..."

Yan Qinbei: “…”

No one knows a child better than his mother. It has to be said that Qian Yiman knows how to grasp the key points.

“Hehehe…” Yan Qinbei’s little secret was exposed, and he rarely showed a bit of embarrassment on his face, and then he began to laugh, “Mom, we are so familiar with each other, let’s not pay attention to these details, it will easily affect the relationship between us mother and son…”

Qian Yiman: "..."

Yan Zhengting: "..."

Yan Qinnan: “…”

The familiar chatterbox was still eloquent, and everyone was speechless for a moment.

Qian Yiman couldn't help wanting to tease him, so she pretended not to care, "It's okay, I still have Xiaonan, as long as the relationship between Xiaonan and me won't be affected..."

She paused, then continued, "Don't you think so, Xiaonan?"

Yan Qinnan glanced at his elder brother's reaction, then nodded under his incredulous gaze and said, "Yeah."

"Mom, you can't do this, you are biased..." Changing the subject, Yan Qinbei pulled his old father's arm and began to complain to him about his mother's behavior, "Dad, look at my mom..."

"Your mother is right."

Yan Qinbei: “…”

Qian Yiman was full of confidence and had known this would be the result.

After saying that, Yan Zhengting took off the watch on his wrist and walked towards the kitchen. Dinner had not been arranged yet, so he needed to take care of it himself.

For him, no matter what happens, he will not let his beloved daughter-in-law go hungry.

After Yan Zhengting entered the kitchen, Qian Yiman and her son were the only ones in the living room. Qian Yiman looked very proud and said, "Look, your dad is helping me..."

"Mom, I was wrong..."

"Well, it is a great virtue to correct one's mistakes as soon as one realizes them..."

"No, what I meant was that I shouldn't have asked Dad for justice. I was wrong. I was really wrong..."

Yan Qinbei looked like he was regretting his decision. He should have known long ago that his father was biased. No matter what happened, it became unreasonable as soon as he met his mother.

After understanding this truth, Yan Qinbei started to act like a dramatic character again. He walked up to Yan Qinnan and hugged him, saying in a slightly exaggerated tone, "Xiaonan, it seems that we are the only two brothers left to rely on each other..."

Yan Qinnan: "Brother... no..."

"Yan Qinbei, you call this living together?" Qian Yiman put her hands on her hips and pointed at the kitchen door. "Do you want me to go in and get you a bowl? You can still go out and beg for a bite of food..."

"..."

Very good, and it successfully caused a lively exchange between mother and son.

Just when Yan Qinbei wanted to say something, Yan Zhengting appeared at the kitchen door and gave an order to the living room, "Yan Qinbei, come in and help me, don't mess with your mother..."

"Hey! Come on, come on..."

After Yan Qinbei received the task, he didn't care about anything else and ran directly to the kitchen. He must not disobey his father's orders.

After entering the kitchen, Yan Qinbei stood there with a confused look on his face.

"Dad, what do you need me to do?"

"Peel the garlic and wash the vegetables. I'll give you five minutes..."

"dad!"

"Start the timer..."

"..."