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

Chapter 185 Grandma’s Red Envelope

In the old lady's bedroom.

"Manman, grandma, here are two red envelopes for you to take. One is for you and the other is for Xiaobei." The old lady took out two red envelopes from under the pillow and stuffed them into Qian Yiman's hand.

"Grandma, I can't have this." After Qian Yiman finished speaking, he immediately returned the red envelope.

How dare she accept a red envelope from an eighty-year-old woman? Her face is not that big.

When the old lady saw this, she stuffed it back into her hand and said, "No, you have to accept this. Grandma will be happy to see you and Xiaobei."

Qian Yiman is the old lady's youngest granddaughter. She took care of her for a while when she was a child, so she loves her the most.

"Grandma, I really can't accept this, please let me go..." Qian Yiman saw that the old lady was determined to accept it, so he hugged the old lady's arm and said coquettishly.

"Just accept it quickly! Grandma is already this old, and I don't know how many times I will see you in the future..." The old lady suddenly said sadly, holding her granddaughter's hand.

Qian Yiman couldn't bear to refuse the sudden emotional attack, so he had to pretend to accept it in front of his grandmother, thinking that he would find an opportunity to secretly put it back later.

"Good boy, that's right..." Seeing that she accepted it, the old lady patted her hand and smiled happily.

Qian Yiman took the red envelope in his hand and said with a smile, "Thank you, grandma."

dong dong!

Outside the bedroom door, Qian's mother suddenly knocked on the door, "Mom, my eldest sister is looking for you!"

"Hey, it's coming!" After hearing this, the old lady asked Qian Yiman again to put the red envelope away, and then went out.

This is really a good opportunity.

Qian Yiman took out another red envelope from her pocket, which she had prepared to give to her grandmother.

She put her red envelope and the two red envelopes she had just received under the old lady's pillow, and now she was not afraid that she would not accept them.

After doing all this, she breathed a sigh of relief.

When I walked outside, I saw no one else. Only Qian's mother was playing with her son with the tiger cub.

Qian Yiman stepped forward and said mysteriously: "Mom, I have something to tell you."

"What's going on? It's mysterious." Qian's mother glanced at her, then lowered her head and played with Yan Qinbei's toys.

"Mom, grandma just stuffed two red envelopes for me and Xiaobei. I put them under the pillow after she went out..." Qian Yiman leaned in Qian's mother's ear and placed the red envelopes under the old lady's pillow. Told her.

Qian's mother thought she wanted to say something, but it turned out that this was the matter. She didn't even raise her eyelids, "I know, I'll find a chance to talk to your grandma later."

"Mom, you must remember it!" Qian Yiman saw that her mother didn't care, so she warned her again worriedly.

"Can I forget this little thing?" Qian's mother picked up the toy that fell on the ground and finally looked at her.

"It's getting late, why don't you talk to grandma now? I want to go back early. Xiaobei needs to go to bed." It's almost seven o'clock now, and the little guy usually doesn't go over eight o'clock. I'll go to bed at half past three.

As soon as she mentioned this, Qian's mother immediately stood up and handed the child to her, saying, "That's okay, then you come and hold her, and I'll go find her now."

"Son, mom will play with you."

"Mommy mommy……"

"Hey, you're so good." Qian Yiman looked at his son's well-behaved appearance and couldn't help but love him.

After about ten minutes.

Qian's mother came back, and Qian's father came back with her.

"Manman, I've already told your grandma that it's getting late. You should take your children and your dad home first. I'll stay with your grandma for a while."

After saying that, she picked up the coat on the chair and put it on the child Yan Qinbei, and also put a hat on him, covering him tightly.

There is a kind of coldness that makes your grandma think you are cold.

Qian Yiman felt a little funny looking at her son who was wrapped like a rice dumpling by her mother.

"Why are you laughing? It's cold on the street outside this night, so you have to wrap yourself up tightly."

"Yes, Mom, you are right, let's go home first." Qian Yiman stopped laughing and had a very correct attitude.

"go Go."

"Manman, Xiaobei let dad hold him."

Thinking that his eldest grandson would be coming home in a few days, Qian's father was eager to hug him more.

Qian Yiman smiled and handed the child to him, and followed Qian's father back home.