My Two Dads

Yang Han wrote his name smoothly on the blackboard, then threw the chalk into the pencil case.

She tapped on the blackboard and said coolly, "My name."

There will always be some boys in the class who want to impress the beautiful girls on the first day of school, and they will talk to each other with a smile: "Is your father's surname Yang and mother's surname Han?"

Yang Han raised his eyebrows: "It's the opposite."

The boy shouted: "Then your father really loves your mother."

There was a burst of laughter.

Yang Han shook his head and corrected, "I don't have a mother."

The whole class was silent for a while.

That boy may not have seen his own in Zaan, and he choked on the rest of the words. After a while, he realized that he might have accidentally poked someone's sore spot, so he closed his mouth.

The homeroom teacher was also shocked. He lowered his head and glanced at Yang Han's student profile in his hand. There were clearly two parents' names and contact information on it.

Yang Han basked in the full attention of everyone, and walked back to his seat calmly. The next classmate continued to introduce on stage, and the atmosphere in the class eased a little.

Her deskmate poked her arm and asked cautiously, "Are you okay?"

Yang Han thanked her for her concern, and said with a smile, "Of course it's fine."

Her deskmate was Xu Jia, with double ponytails and a pair of large round-rimmed glasses that took up almost half of her face.

Seeing that Yang Han didn't care, she breathed a sigh of relief and asked excitedly, "Is it your brother who came to the dormitory to see you off today?"

Yang Handao: "It's my father."

Xu Jia said in surprise, "Your father is so young!"

Yang Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Do you believe me when I say he's about to run for four?"

Yang Han was wondering if Xu Jia could put her fist in Xu Jia's mouth, so Xu Jia secretly took out a mobile phone from the bag beside the desk, beckoned her to come over in a low voice, the lock screen slid, and the interface stopped. On a photo in the album.

Above is a man in a white T-shirt, squatting to pack some daily necessities, and Yang Han, who is sitting on the bed in the corner and drinking a drink, is also in the mirror.

Yang Han raised his eyebrows.

Xu Jia took a few more shots, each shot from different angles, but none of them was flawed. The man was bathed in the sunlight cut into small squares by the window, as white and clean as a boy with a guitar from the music academy next door. .

Xu Jia finally stopped on a close-up, and couldn't help covering her mouth and screaming.

Yang Han: "Calm down."

A classmate introduced the whole class to applause, Xu Jia hid it for a while, waited for the next classmate to come on stage, and after attracting his attention, he continued to talk to Yang Han: "This mole is really gone, it's here, the one under the eye... …Oh my God."

She said: "This photo went viral among our sisters. They asked me where my little brother is. I said it seemed to be your brother, but it was actually your father... What is the contact number of your parents? Please urgently."

Yang Hanyu was speechless for a while.

I regard you as a classmate and you are actually coveting my dad.

Seeing that she was silent, Xu Jia curled her lips and said with a smile, "If you don't tell me, I won't be looking through student materials?"

Yang Han thought to himself, this guy dared to bring his mobile phone, so why not.

So she smiled and said, "Okay then, don't spread the word."

Yang Han tore off a post-it note, wrote down a string of numbers, and wrote, "He's a bit of a coquette, don't be poisoned by him."

Xu Jia: "..."

……

Yang Han didn't stay at the hotel, and drifted out of the school with the bustling crowd in the evening, and saw the familiar license plate number.

She poked her head, saw the side face in the cab, smiled, ran over, and got into the co-pilot.

Yang Mo put one hand on the steering wheel, turned his head to look at her, and sighed, "Like a monkey."

Yang Han giggled and said, "Father! Why are you so free today?"

Yang Mo started the car, looked at the mirror and turned the corner, and said calmly, "One day off."

Yang Han remembered Xu Jia's words, stared at the mole under his eyes for a while, smacked his mouth, and said, "A classmate asked me for your phone number today."

Yang Mo glanced at her, Yang Han smiled and said, "It's okay, I gave her Han Shiyu's number."

Yang Mo boasted: "Smart."

The girl in the passenger seat raised her head proudly and said, "I don't even look at whose daughter I am."

The corner of Yang Mo's mouth twitched, and he said, "By the way, I'm going to your grandma's house for dinner today."

He asked some more about his affairs at school, and after learning that everything was going well, he said to her: "The lock on your cabinet is not working well, please report it later for repair."

Yang Han, who didn't do any housework in the dormitory: "Oh."

"Your bed mattress is a bit damp. I put it outside to dry. Have you brought it back?"

Yang Han: "Forgot..."

"It's okay, don't forget tomorrow, if you still feel uncomfortable falling asleep, give me a call, and I'll send you a new bed."

Yang Han: "Oh."

"There are four towels for you, and they are of different colors, so don't confuse them."

"Sunscreen and other things are put in the bag on the outside of the school bag for you, ready to use at any time, and there are some cephalosporins and ibuprofen in it - painkillers can not be taken if you can't take them..."

"Calli charged you 400 yuan. It should be enough for school, don't forget to call if it's not enough."

Yang Han was overwhelmed with "oh ah huh", Yang Mo thought of almost everything for her, she shook her leg, interrupted Yang Mo slightly, and said, "Dad."

Yang Mo: "Huh?"

"How did Han Shiyu catch up with you?" Yang Han looked up at him, "I really don't know what his brain can think of that you can't think of."

Yang Mo: "..."

……

When Yang Han entered the door, he was sprayed with ribbons all over his head and face.

She took the largest red ribbon covering her eyes from her face, and knew who she saw first without thinking.

Han Shiyu was also wearing a T-shirt, and the pattern seemed to match Yang Mo.

He applauded: "Congratulations to our Xiao Yang for being promoted to high school!"

The corgi at his feet wagged its tail and howled in response to his blessing.

Comrade Xiao Yang grabbed the bits of ribbon on his head irritably, not looking surprised at all, and said, "Why are you back?"

Han Shiyu clicked his tongue and said, "Comrade Xiao Yang, are you speaking in the tone of your father who came all the way back to celebrate your entrance to school?"

In order to make him happy, Yang Han put on a surprised expression, and said again: "Wow! Why are you back!"

Han Shiyu said with satisfaction: "That's right."

Yang Han remained expressionless.

After speaking, his eyes turned to Yang Mo.In order not to be affected by his ribbons, Yang Mo retreated far away just now, and is now changing slippers at the door.

Han Shiyu hugged him, wanting to ask for a kiss from him, acting like the short-legged corgi wagging its tail behind Yang Han, and said with a smile: "Your big baby has arrived, and you need to sign for it."

Yang Mo dodged backwards, trying to avoid his courteous head, but this guy didn't have short legs like Corgi, he lifted his long legs and stretched his arms, trapping him by the shoe cabinet like an octopus .

Yang Mo looked indifferently at his stupid, bullying mental behavior.Said: "Thank you for the return."

Han Shiyu shook his head: "The goods are non-refundable."

He was in a stalemate with Yang Mo like this, until the latter sighed and kissed his lips lightly, the octopus came down from the wall and stuck to him instead.

Yang Han seemed to be used to it, turned a blind eye, and shouted to the kitchen: "Grandma! Here I come!"

Han Shiyu's mother was also surnamed Han. Han's mother poked her head out, smiled, and said, "Yang Yang is here."

Yang Mo was struggling to lift Han Shiyu off his shoulders, and called out, "Mom."

Mother Han responded, knowing that Yang Mo took care of everything that Yang Han started school today, so he said, "Mo Mo has worked hard."

Han Shiyu said: "Mom, don't call him Momo, he despises you."

Yang Mo clicked his tongue and pushed Han Shiyu away from his shoulders.

Yang Han hugged Corgi and was eating the cut fruit on the table, he gave Han Shiyu a knife, and said: "Dad, he doesn't dislike the title, he dislikes you, don't you know it yet?"

Han's mother laughed, and Comrade Xiao Yang successfully got a big chestnut from Han's father.

……

Yang Han's personality is more cheerful and forthright, and his words and deeds are unrestrained in front of the two of them.For Yang Mo, she still has respect for her father, but getting along with Han Shiyu is completely letting go of herself.

When you are happy, you call Dad or handsome guy, when you are not happy, you call him by his first name, and usually call him Lao Han.

To eat hot pot at night, Han Shiyu knew that his daughter likes to eat meat, so he almost bought a table full of meat.

Yang Han was happy, gave him a compliment, and called him a handsome guy.

Han Shiyu was very attentive in eating. He didn't worry about packing the meat, so he bought fresh mutton and cut it himself.

Yang Mo put the boiled meat in Han Mu and Yang Han's bowls, and Yang Han picked out the fat meat and put it in Han Shiyu's bowl.

Han Shiyu cut the meat and said to Yang Mo, "Let her fish and eat by herself, don't get used to her."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed a chopstick of vegetables into Yang Han's bowl.

Dissatisfied, Yang Han put the piece of green ground back into his bowl, and Chao Han Shiyu stuck out his tongue.

Han Shiyu's bowl was made white and green by Yang Han, which made people's appetite really unflattering.

Yang Mo sighed, and said, "Yang Yang, stop stuffing his bowl."

Only then did Yang Han obey: "Oh."

Then he abandoned Comrade Han Shiyu, and put the food in the corgi bowl beside his leg, which was wagging its tail for a long time.

Han Mu is a gentle and elegant lady. There is a smile hidden in her eye lines, and the misty excitement is reflected in her eyes. She asked with concern: "How are you doing at school today?"

Yang Han stuffed his mouth full, and agreed vaguely: "It's good, there are many interesting people in the class."

She swallowed the food in her mouth, and continued: "People in my dormitory and in my class all praised my father for being handsome, and seven or eight asked me for my number."

Han Shiyu pulled the cut meat into the pot, and interrupted: "You made them die."

Yang Han looked at him and said, "Fortunately, I gave you your number."

Han Shiyu immediately changed his face, gave her a thumbs up, and said with a smile, "Nice job."

Yang Han said again: "They asked me if your father's surname is Yang and your mother's surname is Han... I also thought about it carefully, and felt that you were a little careless when you named me."

Han Shiyu: "To tell you the truth, we originally had two candidates named Yang Han and Han Yang. After fierce competition, we chose the former."

Yang Han wondered, "Fierce competition?"

"It's a lottery." Han Shiyu said, "We drew for a long time, and finally the two of you got the same name, so you are called Yang Han."

Comrade Xiao Yang, who was picked out by lottery, put a piece of ginger in Han Shiyu's bowl in retaliation.

Han Shiyu continued to ask: "Then how did you go back to his house?"

Yang Han said lightly: "I just said he was wrong, and I don't have a mother."

Yang Mo's movements froze for a moment, his eyes fell on Yang Han, he picked up the boiled water at hand, and took a sip.

Yang Han said with a smile: "The funniest thing is that the class teacher called me over alone, and said very seriously that even if there is a conflict with my mother, I can't say such things openly, and I have to apologize to my mother when I go back... I almost laughed fainted."

Mother Han smiled and said, "If you feel happy, that's the best."

……

Yang Mo is a programmer, who has spent half his life dealing with computers and codes, and has developed a character of being meticulous in everything he does.

Although he said he didn't have any work today, he felt uncomfortable if he didn't open the VS interface for a day.

He looked at the screen of the laptop until Han Shiyu came back from the shower and put the computer aside.

Han Shiyu was surprised: "Usually I don't turn off the lights and you don't turn off the computer, why is it abnormal today?"

Wearing a bathrobe, he jumped onto the bed, put his dry but still wet head on Yang Mo's lap, and said with a smile, "You still miss me, don't you?"

Yang Mo looked at him and didn't speak.

Han Shiyu said: "I can only stay at home for two days, and then I will go back to Beijing. Last time, the project was not negotiated, and as a result, an old project in my hand had problems."

Yang Mo understood a little bit: "Did the acquisition of the live streaming software fail?"

Han Shiyu: "Well..."

"I think the live broadcast function in the social software developed by 'Jixun' is already good, there is no need for an independent live broadcast app," Yang Mo said, "but if you really want to do this, it is not difficult to develop, I As the chief engineer, you give me the team, and I will do it for you."

Han Shiyu smiled and said, "Wow, my dear spoils me so much, I'm so happy."

Yang Mo frowned, pushed him off his lap, and said, "I'll tell you something serious."

Han Shiyu said: "I'm mainly interested in its traffic and user stickiness, not whether it can be broadcast live."

He kissed the person in front of him on the cheek, and said, "Don't talk about work...do you have anything to say to me?"

Yang Mo sighed and said, "Why don't you let Yang Han go abroad to study."

During the senior high school entrance examination, Han Shiyu wanted her to go to a domestic general high school, preferably the one with accommodation.

But Yang Mo was afraid that Yang Han would not get used to it, so he discussed it with him, and finally changed it to Tongsu, so he could go home at night.

Han Shiyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Aren't you afraid that she won't adapt? The environment and culture of going abroad are more different."

Yang Mo sighed, stared at him and said, "I'm afraid that I'm not used to it, which refers to her perception of...the students around me."

Han Shiyu was silent for a while.

They are a same-sex family and Yeon-han is adopted.

These two points seem very abrupt and dazzling in a traditional Chinese family. Yang Mo has always been afraid that the discrimination of the people around him will hurt Yang Han.

Allowing her to go home every day is also to discover some of her bad emotions in time.

What Yang Mo wants is to keep Yang Han's protection airtight, and he can't wait to write her a firewall program that no one can break.

Han Shiyu said: "She always has to face it."

"I also want her to be happy," Han Shiyu said earnestly, "but what I want is that she can still be happy and at ease even when she is under the sharp eyes of others, instead of being narrow-minded and ignorant of the outside world. .”

Yang Mo was silent for a while, then sighed: "She had this experience in elementary school and junior high school. Although she didn't say it, I'm afraid she would mind."

"Isn't there still us to 'solve problems' for her?" Han Shiyu's advantage is that he has a big heart, and Yang Han followed him closely in this regard.

He leaned in front of Yang Mo, and said aggrievedly: "Why do you always only care about Xiao Yang's affairs, I feel sore."

"..." Yang Mo: "Go away."

Han Shiyu grabbed his wrist and said with a smile, "I haven't eaten meat for a month, and you still make me jealous when I come back."

Yang Mo: "Didn't I eat enough meat today?"

Han Shiyu said: "Those are too greasy, but you are more refreshing and silky and melt in the mouth."

Yang Mo: "..."

The chairman and president of the well-known Internet company "Jixun" in the country is just a sticky kid. Who will believe this?

Before this guy entangled him, Yang Mo knew that he would have to ask for leave tomorrow morning.