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

The matter of naming the child was not decided until Yan Jingqiu was discharged from the hospital and returned home.

The day after I was discharged from the hospital was Saturday.

Qian Yiman and Yan Zhengting kept their promise and took their two grown children to Yan Jingqiu and Zhuo Yue's home.

The scene in the car was polarized, half lively and half quiet.

Along the way, Yan Qinbei's little mouth was chattering non-stop, he never had a moment of rest, and asked random questions from time to time.

The little boy Yan Qinnan sitting next to him was quiet and well-behaved.

I saw that he always maintained his habit of being diligent and studious. Even in the car, he would hold a book and read it with great interest.

Qian Yiman often felt that this kid seemed to have his own little world and no one could disturb him.

From time to time, she looked back at her two sons in the back seat. No matter how she looked at them, she couldn't understand why they had such different personalities when they were born to the same parents.

Look, before the silence lasted more than a minute, her older son started chatting with her again.

"Mom, is my little niece pretty?"

"Of course, she's beautiful and cute..."

"Then when Xiaonan and I were born, were we cuter than her?"

Qian Yiman: "..."

Oh my god, he was waiting for her here.

Qian Yiman curled her lips, turned her head and glanced at the back seat, and gave an affirmative answer, "Cute, you are all cute..."

"Mom, you are so perfunctory..."

"..."

"You're not sincere at all..."

"..."

After all, they have been mother and son for so many years, so Yan Qinbei still has some familiarity with them. He is sure and certain that what his mother said is insincere.

Then, he started to act dramatic again.

"Mom, Dad, please be nice and praise me seriously, as sincerely as you would praise your little niece..."

"..."

For a moment, everyone in the car fell silent.

Yan Zhengting held the steering wheel, looked straight ahead, and did not react at all.

Little Yan Qinnan did look up at his brother, but only for a second, and then he put all his attention back on the book.

Books contain golden houses and beautiful women. So reading books is more important!

Her eldest son was waiting to be praised with anticipation on his face. Qian Yiman, the old mother, really couldn't bear to disappoint him. After thinking about it, she decided to give him a chance.

"Okay, okay, I'm really scared of you." Qian Yiman smiled and blurted out compliments, "You are cute, you are kind, you are smart..."

Qian Yiman praised everything she could, and confirmed it once more, "How is it? Are you satisfied now?"

"Mom, don't you think it's a bit too exaggerated..."

"..."

Qian Yiman gritted her teeth and told herself to be a kind mother and not to get angry.

At this time, Yan Zhengting, who had been keeping quiet, spoke up, "Yan Qinbei, keep quiet, or you will get off and run after the car."

"..."

Sensing the danger, Yan Qinbei immediately shut his mouth and straightened his sitting posture. He changed his appearance so quickly!

Qian Yiman glanced at Haodaer in the back seat, then looked away and began to laugh in her heart.

This little bastard is fearless except his father.

Perhaps, this is the legendary suppression of bloodline!!