My Two Dads

Yang Mo came out of the house, passed by the square of the community, and saw Han Shiyu and Erdan who were talking on the phone by the flower bed.

He was just about to call out to him, but he stopped and glanced at the colorful toy balls all over the floor.

He looked up at Han Shiyu again.It happened that Han Shiyu threw another ball in his hand.At this moment, the Bian Mu did not go to pick it up, but walked slowly to the ball basket, grabbed one from it, and then walked back slowly, Han Shiyu, who was concentrating on the phone, took the ball from his mouth , and threw it out again.

Repeat the above actions.

"..." Yang Mo called out, "Han Shiyu."

It just so happened that Han Shiyu's phone call was almost finished. After finishing his instructions, he hung up, smiled at Yang Mo, and when he was about to get up, he also saw the colorful scenes all over the floor.

Han Shiyu: "..."

He turned his gaze and saw Er Dan guarding an empty ball basket, lying on the ground and sticking its tongue out.

Han Shiyu felt that he was being ridiculed by the four-legged animal.

"This little bastard," Han Shiyu felt annoyed and amused, "I'm still thinking, why isn't it tired after running back and forth so many times?"

Yang Mo: "..."

It happened that Yang Han and Lu Yueming also came here and saw the tragedy.The two were puzzled, thinking it was Er Dan who knocked over the ball basket, and after learning everything from Yang Mo briefly, Yang Han shrugged his shoulders, as if he had expected it a long time ago.

She said to Han Shiyu: "Let me just say it, it's smarter than you."

……

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My hometown raised a border collie and asked me to throw a ball to it, but it actually picked it up from the basket to fool me.I called and didn't notice... Didn't you say that after the founding of the country, you are not allowed to become a master?

The accompanying picture is a photo of balls all over the floor and a border collie lying beside an empty basket.

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……

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, Lao Yang plans to take Yang Han to the market tomorrow to buy some new year's goods.Lao Yang doesn't like to buy these things online, because he thinks it lacks flavor.

Han Shiyu, who had nothing to do, proposed to go together. Yang Mo placed the basket of balls, came out from the balcony, and was dragged into the discussion group by Han Shiyu in a few words.Yang Han proposed to take Xiaolu, and Lu Yueming agreed with a smile.After they have planned everything for tomorrow.Han Lang and Yang Mo cooked their own dinner.

The next day, Lao Yang dragged his family to the street, and Yang Mo was called "Auntie", "Grandma", "Master" and "Mother" by Lao Yang all the way.In contrast, Han Shiyu was much more relaxed, and even had time to go to someone's stall to touch the tomatoes.

The stall owner stared at him strangely.

Yang Han thought, if she saw a man wearing sunglasses wrapped up like a model who just stepped off the runway dangling out of place in front of the market stall, she would also look at him with such weird eyes.

Lu Yueming was beside him, with an unbelievable expression on his face, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Uncle to come to these places."

It seems that in his impression, a capitalist of Han Shiyu's level should be associated with luxury goods and high-end places, travel should be a private jet or first-class cabin instead of a long-distance car, and the smell on his body should be expensive perfume instead of Not freshly picked fruit and vegetable flavor.

Yang Han looked at Lu Yueming.

She couldn't tell either.

She was adopted by Yang Mo and Han Shiyu when she was seven years old. When she first entered this family, she had a very short period of careful adaptation, just like water and milk blending together. She stretched out a little tentacles and melted inside—this feeling Yang Han said not come out.

She felt that her two fathers were different from others, but they were the same.They are not untouchable, they are just two of the ordinary.Living beside them, Yang Han doesn't have to change his nature for the sake of his rich family. He can live happily and be protected very safely by living in the most common and comfortable way.

Just like Yang Han's New Year's clothes, it is not expensive, only a few hundred yuan, but Yang Han thinks it is comfortable and beautiful.

Sure enough, Han Shiyu started haggling with the stall owner and got into a heated argument.

Han Shiyu took off his sunglasses and rolled up his sleeves to confront him.The stall owner was an old man, he didn't know the president of Jixun, his dark skin was covered with furrow-like wrinkles, his stiff neck was stretched out, and he was arguing with Han Shiyu in a big dialect.

Yang Han looked at it from a distance, and felt that this was a world-famous painting that could be on the top of the list of hot searches again.

Yang Han answered Lu Yueming's question and said, "He has a big heart, and he doesn't dislike him wherever he goes."

Lu Yueming laughed.

It happened that Han Shiyu finished shopping, and holding the bag of red tomatoes, shouted: "WeChat is still Alipay!

The deaf old vegetable seller looked like an old record tree that was so stubborn that he didn't want to blend in with the times. With a hoarse voice, he shook his head and said, "No, no!"

Han Shiyu clicked his tongue, and went to the side to exchange cash with the stall owner who supports online payment.

The old man tucked away the wrinkled money and waved hello to him.

Han Shiyu walked back.The old man claimed that the tomatoes in his house were natural and free from pesticides, so Han Shiyu took one directly, wiped it with toilet paper, and started eating.

He blends perfectly into the crowd next to him, and seems to know how to do as the Romans do without being taught.

He hands Yeon-han the tomato.

Yang Han took it.

Only then did she know that during the bargaining, Han Shiyu lived up to everyone's expectations and quarreled the original price of more than three yuan per catty for tomatoes to four five yuan per catty. No wonder the old man had a look of awe in his eyes when he sent him away.

"..." Yang Han had never seen such an operation of making more noise and more, and said in disbelief, "How did you do it?"

"I don't know either." Han Shiyu said with a sad face as he took a bite of a fresh tomato. "too difficult."

……

Lao Yang also saw Han Shiyu and his granddaughter not far away, with a smile in his eyes, he turned his head, and many old friends stopped by to say hello to him.

The New Year's stall in front of me is just a huge film, half of which is vertically hung between two trees, and it is full of blessing characters and Spring Festival couplets.The other half is spread on the ground, with clay sculptures, incense sticks, and plastic ingots brushed with gold powder, etc.

The stall owner sat in the center, smoking a pipe.

Seeing Lao Yang and Yang Mo, the stall owner exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Hey, your precious son is back."

Lao Yang glanced at him, pulled the New Year's goods on his back, and said, "I won't quarrel with you today, and I won't be angry if it's New Year's Eve."

The stall owner's voice was like an old blower, he giggled, and said, "Then don't buy from me." He pointed his pipe at the stall not far away, and said, "Go to someone else's place. "

Lao Yang said lightly: "You are cheap."

Yang Mo glanced at Old Yang, nodded to the stall owner, and called Uncle.

……

That night, after Yang Mo deeply reflected on his careless mate selection, he still accepted Han Shiyu's ring—it was custom-made by him, with their two names engraved on it.

They kissed by the flower bed under the cover of darkness, the light of fireworks shone on each other's faces.

They went back and did it once in Yang Mo's room, and it was already midnight after finishing the work, Yang Mo was not sleepy, on the contrary he was quite awake.

He quietly looked at the small package opened on the bedside, and suddenly felt amused - he remembered that in college, when Han Shiyu first proposed to "further deepen the relationship" with him, he was so nervous that he ran around for an hour I couldn't find a suitable protective case either.

In the end, Yang Mo looked at the different brands he brought back—there were various Ts with different flavors, and asked him suspiciously: "Are you very particular about these things?"

Han Chunan shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you're particular."

Yang Mo: "..."

Later, Han Shiyu developed the good habit of carrying a condom with him when he and Yang Mo traveled far away.

Yang Mo was awake, but Han Shiyu was very sleepy, his arms were tightly wrapped around him, and his head rested on the back of his neck, breathing gently.

Yang Mo knew why he was tired, so he called out without pity: "Han Shiyu."

Han Shiyu snorted nasally: "Hmm..."

After six years of getting along, Yang Duu gradually let go of his face.He said, "Change it later."

Han Shiyu blinked, regained consciousness, and said, "Huh?"

Yang Mo repeated it lightly: "Change it later."

Specifically refers to the movement on the bed.

Han Shiyu looked at him, stared at him, stared at him.The light outside the window flickered in his eyes.

Inexplicably, Yang Mo was stared at by him so guilty.

Han Shiyu plunged into Yang Mo's arms like an unreasonable brat, and said shamelessly, "No."

Yang Mo: "..."

Yang Mo: "What?"

Han Shiyu was wronged: "No...you are older than me, you have to give way to me, Mo, brother, Mo, senior, little brother..."

Yang Mo: "..."

At first he couldn't bear to look directly at the stable and experienced boss of Jixun, who was praised by the marketing account and the official media as a young talent.As he became famous, countless conspiracy theories gradually brewed behind the camera and public opinion, slowly portraying him as a villainous capitalist who can turn his hands into clouds and rain his hands...but.

Now he actually hugged him under the covers and acted like a baby with him in a childlike voice.

Yang Mo's back felt numb for some reason, and his ears turned red all of a sudden. He pushed his head away unbearably, and said, "——Get up!"

……

On the day when he found out about their relationship, Lao Yang "run away from home" all night.

Early in the morning, he came back with the husky in his arms. He didn't say a word to Yang Mo and Han Shiyu. The old man and the dog were warming together in the vast snow, which seemed to be very artistic.

After Erha left, Lao Yang decided that he also wanted to raise a dog, and it was best to be smart—and then Bianmu Erdan came into being.

This is blatantly implying to Yang Mo: raising a son is worse than a dog.

Before Yang Mo left, he wanted to bow down again to apologize to Lao Yang and let him look away.But Lao Yang didn't give him this chance.

Yang Mo still went back with regrets, but telling Lao Yang what he had hidden for many years, Yang Mo's mood was relieved for the most part.

As for why Lao Yang accepted them slowly, Yang Mo thought it was a matter of time.

...It wasn't until later that Yang Mo heard that Lao Yang had a fight with someone when he was shopping in a market.

Those old men and women couldn't accept homosexuality, they thought it was too absurd, so they dragged Yang Mo into it between their words.

This incident was told to him by the stall owner selling New Year's goods.

The stall owner said that at that time, Lao Yang was arguing with others, scolding each other in a hurry, Hong said with a thick neck: "Yang Mo started a business outside, sent tens of thousands of dollars to his hometown every month, and came back to see me every year. You will never give birth to a son like this again!"

The quarrelers, who were still arguing, were suddenly speechless.

The person next to him murmured: "Aren't you the only son, no matter how good it is, wouldn't you be the last child with a man?"

Lao Yang shouted: "Yang Mo started a business and led his team to win the hacker's world award, bringing glory to the country! Our old Yang family's name has long been written on the trophy and on the encyclopedia to honor our ancestors! Whoever he is willing to live with me will be as good as me." I don’t have any opinions, whether you raised him or fed him rice, what’s your business?!”

The old man stood alone in the crowd, with the cold wind pouring into his sleeves, and he straightened his back proudly.

In the end, it was the stall owner who pulled him out from the crowd.The old man was still not convinced, so he yelled at the stall owner indiscriminately to relieve his anger.

At that time, when Yang Mo heard the stall owner smile and convey the original words to him, he was stunned for a long time.

Lao Yang never told him about it.

……

He looked at Lao Yang, the old man bent down, and handed the selected New Year's goods to Yang Mo's arms, Yang Mo took it over and took it away.

At this time, Yang Mo saw that the white hairs on Lao Yang's sideburns had become too much, as if they had life, and they began to grow slowly from the depths of his memories.

Yang Mo suddenly wanted to reach out and touch her.

Lao Yang stood up and said to him, "Yang Mo."

Yang Mo: "Yes."

Lao Yang: "How many years have you been with Han Shiyu?"

Yang Mo is 36 years old this year, and they met at the youngest age in college.At that time Han Shiyu was 18 and Yang Mo was 19.

Yang Mo just said roughly: "It's been a long time."

"When you're my age, go live abroad." Lao Yang said with his hands behind his back, "The people here still don't understand."

Yang Mo's heart suddenly seemed to be pulled by someone, and he remembered the angry words he had said to Lao Yang.

"The country is very good, and we will stay forever. Yang Han... also." Yang Mo said, "We will go home every year from now on."

Lao Yang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at this Nizi for a long time.

Yang Mo thought he was about to say something, so he remained silent until Lao Yang sighed, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards other places.

Yang Mo looked at his back, wanting to follow.The stall owner stopped him.

The stall owner smiled: "Pay."

Yang Mo: "...Oh."

"Every time he reneges on his debts, he likes to talk about things," the stall owner said with a smile while smoking a cigarette. "Look, he probably didn't bring enough money."

Yang Mo: "..."