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

"Mom, no matter how I look at her, she looks like a little monkey..."

In the living room, everyone was discussing the child's appearance.

In the end, Yan Qinbei had to accept the fact that he looked like a little monkey when he was born.

The kitchen is a different world.

Yan Zhengting walked towards the kitchen carrying the ingredients he brought from home. As soon as he reached the kitchen door, he saw Zhuo Yue wearing an apron and chopping ribs on the stove.

Seeing him coming, Zhuo Yue quickly put down the kitchen knife in his hand and called out respectfully, "Dad."

I don’t know why, but every time I see my father-in-law, Zhuo Yue always feels awe-inspiring and wishes he could stand as straight as a telephone pole.

"Ah."

Yan Zhengting responded and silently took out the things in the bag one by one and placed them on the stove.

"These things are for Jingqiu's health." Yan Zhengting suddenly seemed to have thought of something when he was halfway through his words. He pointed at the old hen that had been cleaned and asked, "Do you know how to make chicken soup?"

"I know." Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yue nodded quickly, and at the same time did not forget to reassure: "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Jing Qiu."

Yan Zhengting glanced at him and said nothing.

After thinking about it, he was still a little worried, so he began to direct Zhuo Yue to find something, "Go, find a casserole."

"Hey, that's good."

After receiving the order from his father-in-law, Zhuo Yue naturally went to execute it immediately.

After the casserole was found, it was placed on the stove in front of Yan Zhengting. Zhuo Yue stood by and waited for his next instructions.

The old hen had already been cleaned and chopped at home, and could be stewed directly in the pot, which saved Yan Zhengting a lot of time.

He deliberately slowed down his movements so that Zhuo Yue could remember every step. "I'll do it once, and then you can do it the same way. Jing Qiu likes it this way..."

"Okay, Dad."

After teaching the "apprentice", the old hen began to be stewed in the pot. Yan Zhengting washed his hands and went to the living room.

The living room was bustling with activity.

"Hahahahaha..."

I could hear their laughter in the kitchen just now, and I could hear it more clearly after I came out. The corners of Yan Zhengting's mouth unconsciously curled up slightly.

He walked up to Qian Yiman and asked in a gentle voice, "What are you talking about? You look so happy..."

"It's Xiaobei. He said he wanted to name the child Zhuzhu, Xiaozhu, Zhenzhu..." When Qian Yiman said this, she couldn't help laughing, "None of them is suitable..."

With his father beside him, Yan Qinbei did not dare to act rashly. He closed his mouth and calmed down.

Yan Jingqiu seized the opportunity and quickly handed this important task to his father, saying with anticipation, "Dad, Zhuoyue and I have discussed it, and you can name the child."

"Okay, as long as you have no objection."

Yan Zhengting is not bored. If it was someone else's child, he would definitely refuse, but he was very happy to accept the naming rights for his own granddaughter.

At this time, a certain kid started to show his presence again, "Dad, can I give a suggestion for the name?"

Yan Jingqiu suddenly looked up and looked at her own father. Please don’t agree to it. My child doesn’t want to be called Zhuzhu.

"Do you understand or do I understand?" Yan Zhengting asked back calmly.

"You know, you know, I was wrong..."

Yan Qinbei covered his mouth to show that he was obedient!