The border shepherd raised in Lao Yang's family is called Erdan.
The name is not nice but Yang Han thinks it is cute.
Yang Han put a collar on Erdan and led it downstairs, wanting to play with Lu Yueming.
I haven't seen Yang Han for a long time, Erdan was very excited, and accidentally broke free from the rope when he went downstairs, then picked up the rope, wagging his tail and waiting downstairs for Yang Han to come down and lead it.
Yang Han happily rubbed Erdan's head and took the rope from its mouth.
As soon as she looked up, she saw a figure not far away. A man in a beige trench coat was surrounded by a group of chattering little men. This man was already the head of the children.
Yang Han: "…"
Yang Han wanted to turn his head and walk away from him, but Nai He, who was holding the second egg in his hand, was very stubborn, pulling her to run towards the group of children. In this way, Yang Han was walked in front of Han Shiyu by a Bian Mu.
Han Shiyu watched Bian Mu walk past him, plunge into the group of children, and enjoy the welcome and hugs of these little cubs.
Each child held several fairy sticks in their hands, and Yang Han glanced at Han Shiyu. Han Shiyu smiled at her, holding a handful in his hand to Yang Han like he was pinching a bunch of candied haws, "Do you want to play?"
Yang Han knew that he must have bought it and returned it to these children to "atone for their sins".
Yang Han took one.
Han Shiyu: "Take more."
Yang Han took the remaining one and put the one in Han Shiyu's hand.
Han Shiyu: "...you're welcome"
Yang Han looked at Erdan who was having a good time in the group of children, and thought that he should not be able to take him away, so he said to Han Shiyu: "You look good on it, I'll go to Xiaolu to play."
Han Shiyu: "Oh."
Yang Han was not at ease, took a few steps and then instructed: "You must be optimistic about it."
Han Shiyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's just a dog, where can it go."
"It is said that Bian Mu is the dog with the highest average IQ," Yang Han said seriously, "it should be smarter than you."
Yang Han quickly slipped away before Han Shiyu gave her a shudder in the head.
…
Zhou Yi has a dog at home.
Once during the Chinese New Year, for some special reasons, it was fostered with Han Shiyu.
This is a very pure Siberian Husky.
When brought to Han Lang's house, he often looked down at the little corgi - this corgi was given the name Gaga by Han Shiyu, and later it gave birth to Gugu.
Quaker barked angrily at the big dog.
Erha can't stay at home, and Corgi doesn't welcome it.
Yang Mo was sitting in the dog's restless living room and called Lao Yang on a whim. He said, "Dad, I will bring a dog back for the Chinese New Year."
He is close to Lao Yang in this regard, and he especially likes small animals. Lao Yang readily agreed, and even had more expectations for this Erha than his son.
At that time, Yang Mo was 26 years old and returned to China for two years, and Jixun had just developed.
His boss is not too young, and he has reached the age where he can talk about marriage, but there has been no movement. Although Lao Yang didn't say anything, he was still very anxious.
Graduating from the first university, going abroad to work, and returning to China to start a business are all things Lao Yang raised his face in front of relatives and friends. Yang Mo has always been his pride at the top of his heart. But Lao Yang is awkward—in front of outsiders, his son is incredibly powerful, and in front of his son, his son is just like that.
Many people came to introduce, urging Lao Yang to arrange a blind date for Yang Mo. From the beginning, Lao Yang was motionless until he was slowly shaking, and then he asked Yang Mo euphemistically on the phone if he had a girl he liked.
Yang Mo glanced at Han Shiyu who was causing trouble for Mother Han in the kitchen. He pretended not to understand, and didn't answer his obscure question, just said, "It's okay, I'll hang up."
He and Han Shiyu didn't have any ups and downs since they realized that they were together, and it didn't even take a long time. Before that, Yang Mo didn't think there was anything wrong with his orientation, but later Han Shiyu confessed to him, and he didn't expect that he blurted out and agreed.
It all went so smoothly, as if it had been arranged somewhere. So much so that Yang Mo thought that this absurd relationship was just a flash in the pan, and it was just a hot-headed deviant behavior of a young man of his age.
But this hot-headed, deviant for six years.
Han Lang knew and accepted the two of them earlier. But Lao Yang never knew, and never saw Han Shiyu.
Han Shiyu held the fruit platter and placed it in front of Yang Mo. Erha stretched his head to take one, but Han Shiyu gently patted the dog's head away.
He sat opposite Yang Mo, fingers crossed, thumbs kept turning, and after a while of silence, he finally opened his mouth and shouted, "Mo."
Yang Mo: "Well."
Han Shiyu said, "This year's New Year, I'll go back with you."
Yang Mo's fingers stuck on the keyboard, looking up at Han Shiyu.
…
When he got home, Lao Yang opened the door.
He said, "Come back."
Lao Yang looked back in anticipation, but saw an unfamiliar face.
He and Han Shiyu looked at each other.
Lao Yang frowned at Han Shiyu, then looked at Yang Mo and said, "Didn't you say you want to bring a dog back?"
Yang Mo: "..."
Yang Mo turned back and looked at Han Shiyu, but Erha was nowhere to be seen, so he asked, "Where's the dog?"
"Still in the car, I will buy a bowel to seduce him later." Han Shiyu coughed lightly to ease the embarrassment, then smiled again, and said, "Hello, uncle."
"Oh hello, come and sit first." Lao Yang walked in, cleaned up the sundries on the sofa, and turned to ask Yang Mo, "Who is this guy."
Yang Mo said, "Colleague."
Lao Yang glanced at Han Shiyu.
This young man looks upright and can be regarded as a talent in the eyes of the elders. He smiled at Han Shiyu, and planned to boil a pot of hot water to make tea. While busy, he said to Yang Mo: "You said you, bring your colleagues home during the New Year, they are not New Year's Eve?"
He turned his head and asked Han Shiyu again, and said with concern: "If you don't go home, don't you miss your family?"
Han Shiyu smiled and said, "I have a good relationship with Yang Mo. His relatives are my relatives, and they are the same wherever they go."
Lao Yang giggled a few times.
Yang Mo glanced at Han Shiyu secretly. Han Shiyu went outside to lead Erha. The father and son were left in the house, and it was silent.
Lao Yang muttered, "It's rare to see you have such a good friend."
Yang Mo: "Well..."
…
"I actually always wanted to ask you,"
Yang Han: "Huh?"
There are all kinds of fitness equipment in the community square, and Lu Yueming is leaning on the horizontal bar.
His eyelashes are very long, and if silver millet falls from the sky, it will probably stop the snow. He looked at a blooming fairy stick in Yang Han's hand, his eyes were bent, and the light in his pupils turned, and he continued: "How did Uncle Yang and Uncle Han come here."
Yang Han tilted his head to look at him: "Xiaolu, you really don't leave my father three words."
Lu Yueming lowered his head and smiled.
Yang Han handed him a firework, and Lu Yueming took it. Yang Han ordered it for him.
Light danced slowly in his hands.
Yang Han squatted and looked at Han Shiyu not far away. He sat on the marble edge of the flower bed, dropping the ball to Bian Mu while on the phone.
Yang Han thought to himself, maybe the company still has something to entrust. After all, they mainly focus on audio-visual entertainment. During the holidays, especially the Spring Festival, the traffic is very large.
Just now, in order to coax the group of children to play, Han Shiyu went to a nearby shopping mall to buy a basket of toy balls, which have now become Erdan's plaything. Erdan just gave him the ball, and Han Shiyu threw it without looking at it after taking it.
Yang Han thought for a while and said, "I was curious and asked my grandfather how my dad confessed to him." She said, "I think it's a very difficult thing to disclose this to my family."
Lu Yueming: "Yes."
Yang Han stared at Han Shiyu who was busy in the distance and said, "My grandfather said that it was Han Shiyu who spoke first."
She said, "It's fun to say. Grandpa said that one year, during the New Year's Eve, my dad took Lao Han home. He didn't care much, thinking that Lao Han was just Dad's ordinary friend. He said... "
Yang Han imitated Lao Yang's tone - "This young man can play chess and make tea with the old man, he can say nice things, and he can see everything he does, he is better than Yang Mo who goes home and locks the door. My son is more filial. I really liked him at the time. I told him that if you were my son, it would be great."
Looking at Yang Han's efforts to restore the old man's voice, Lu Yueming laughed.
Yang Han also laughed, and she continued: "Grandpa was just joking. He didn't know that at that time, my dad and Lao Han had been together for many years."
"During the New Year, grandpa planned to give my dad a blind date when he was visiting at the beginning of the year."
…
When Lao Yang poured the water, he used his feet to drive away the husky who was in the way.
He pretended to mention it casually and said, "I went to your aunt's house today. Your cousin introduced a girl who just returned to China. She works on computers. You and her..."
Yang Mo directly interrupted: "Don't go."
Han Shiyu was also in the living room, picking up Erha who was lying on the "traffic fortress" and dragging him away. Hearing this brief conversation, he stopped for a while.
Lao Yang raised his eyes and glanced at him, Yang Mo was brushing his phone with his head down across the sofa - in fact, he didn't know what to look at, but just slid aimlessly.
Lao Yang put down the teapot in his hand and said as gently as possible, "Put down the phone, I'll tell you something."
Yang Mo slowly threw the phone aside, and then poured a cup of tea by himself.
Lao Yang secretly glanced at Han Shiyu, who was sitting silently. After all, in front of outsiders, his words should not be too violent.
Lao Yang looked at the heat of Miaomiao on the teacup and said, "I can't control your affairs when you are old. If you have any plans, tell me, and I won't force you. You don't talk to me now. We communicate, we are also anxious…”
Yang Mo raised his eyes and said, "I can't communicate with you either."
Han Shiyu, who was pinching the dog's paw with a lot of thought, simply gasped, and squeezed Erha so hard that he groaned.
He even forgot that Yang Mo was just a cannonball with no oil or salt, and he still couldn't blow it himself, but he could order someone else's with his backhand.
Lao Yang's expression changed obviously, he put down the teacup and said, "What do you mean by that?"
Yang Mo seemed to be in an unusually irritable mood. He didn't want to reason, so he jumped out with provocative words: "In short, even if you don't understand, I don't want to say it."
Old Yang had some blue veins on his hands, glared at him angrily, and said, "You studied at Capital University for four years, and you learned to talk to your elders like this?"
Yang Mo said nothing, got up, picked up his mobile phone, walked out of the sofa, and walked to his room.
Lao Yang was completely irritated by his arrogant behavior, and snorted: "Go back for me."
The Husky shivered with fright.
Han Shiyu got up, grabbed Yang Mo's wrist, and called out, "Mo."
"Don't pull me," Yang Mo said without looking back, wanting to free his hand, frowning, "You leave me alone."
Han Shiyu stayed at his house for four days. During these four days, Yang Mo was a little absent-minded, or stared at the computer in a daze, or made excuses to avoid when he was chatting with Lao Yang.
Yang Mo is not good at camouflage, so Han Shiyu can see at a glance by clumsily covering up traces... He is caring about something.
"You didn't hear me talking to you?!" Lao Yang's body was very strong, and he strode forward in two steps, trying to drag Yang Mo.
Han Shiyu stood between the father and son, and greeted him with a smile: "Uncle, don't be impulsive, you calm down."
Han Shiyu pulled Yang Mo over, held his shoulder on the other side, and smiled at Lao Yang: "Don't you know that he is your son, Yang Mo's mouth is straight and awkward, don't be angry with him."
Old Yang scolded: "It's really a white-eyed wolf at home."
Yang Mo gave a "tsk", looked down at Han Shiyu and grabbed his hand, and said, "Let me go!"
Han Shiyu didn't talk to him, just held him tightly and didn't let him go, and then teased Yang Mo while telling Lao Yang Shunmao.
When Yang Mo couldn't bear it anymore, Han Shiyu suddenly said, "Don't let Yang Mo go on a blind date, he has someone he likes."
When the words reached his mouth, Yang Mo put out the fire.
Lao Yang's fire was mostly quenched by him, and now there is cynicism. He sneered and said, "He can do whatever he likes, and I don't care about falling in love with the computer!"
Han Shiyu raised his eyebrows.
"Are you telling the truth?" he said.
Old Yang Zheng was pinching his waist angrily. Hearing his question, he turned his head and reacted for a while, looking at him full of doubts.
Han Shiyu's hand that was holding his wrist suddenly stretched down, grabbed Yang Mo's hand, and slowly intertwined his fingers.
Yang Mo suddenly felt a numbness in his back, so he didn't turn his head, he just heard Han Shiyu say—
"Then see if I can be your 'daughter-in-law', Dad."
Lao Yang slowly shifted his gaze to the hands they held and his silent son.
Lao Yang: "..."
Erha's head was spread on the ground, quietly examining all this.
…
"Well," Lu Yueming pulled up the scarf and smiled, "It's good."
Yang Han shook a pile of fireworks in her hand, which would not finish in a while.
She smiled and said, "But my grandpa doesn't think so."
Lu Yueming asked, "what's the matter?"
Yang Han got up and saw that Lu Yueming's fairy stick was extinguished, so he lit another one.
"Grandpa's first reaction was unacceptable, but he didn't know what to say. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak." Yang Han said, "Jokes are always jokes, if you really want to face this kind of thing, grandpa Older people have to take some time to digest."
Lu Yueming nodded thoughtfully.
"Let's not talk about me, let's go to Erdan to play," Yang Han patted the soil on his body, grabbed the fireworks on the ground, and walked forward with Lu Yueming's wrist. "Han Shiyu doesn't play with it."
Lu Yueming was stunned for a moment, and took it out from his pocket at a loss. Seeing the smile on Yang Han's face, who was running towards Han Shiyu, he seemed to be infected, and he lowered his head and smiled.
…
That day, Lao Yang went to Yang Mo's aunt's house by himself, and passed the Erha by the way. He did not return all night on the grounds of playing mahjong.
Yang Mo made a phone call, and there were only lively cheers from relatives and friends. He asked old Yang Anhao, and he didn't say any more.
It snowed at night.
He exhaled a breath of heat, sat on the marble seat in the square, and looked towards the gate of the community. Then Han Shiyu smashed a coat for him from behind in a not handsome manner.
Han Shiyu: "It's been so many years. You said that you can change your character as a gunfighter. That's your dad. He wants to talk to you well, and he didn't force you..."
Yang Mo put on his coat. glanced at him.
Yang Mo: "My dad can't accept it."
Han Shiyu: "Our dad is not such an unreasonable person. If you give him a little time and patience, he will definitely figure it out."
Yang Mo looked at this person who was "our father" in an instant. I don't know how much sunshine God owed him in his last life, so he can be so optimistic and bright in this life.
Yang Mo didn't speak anymore, he admitted that he was too impatient and impulsive.
Han Shiyu came up and sat next to him.
The silence between the two was like this snow. But the snowy night is not cold. It is soaked in the smell of the New Year. In the distance, you can see colorful fireworks in the sky. There is a brightly lit area on the opposite side, with red lanterns hanging next to it, and there is a noisy crowd.
Han Shiyu suddenly said: "End."
Yang Mo: "Well."
Han Shiyu said, "Let's get married."
Suddenly, the group of people set off fireworks in the square - the empty square is the only place in the community where fireworks are allowed.
Not far away, they need to look up hard to see the complete scenery - when they look up, the light shines on their faces, and the splendor of the sky remains in the eye pool.
Yang Mo was stunned and turned to look at him.
Han Shiyu always smiles when looking up at the sky, just like the little prince who never gets old in a children's picture book, wearing a yellow scarf, sitting on the bench of the little planet watching the sunrise and sunset.
The sky he was staring at was dyed red with fireworks, like the rose he loved so much.
With a smile in his eyes, Han Shiyu turned his head, looked at Yang Mo's face, and slowly stretched his hand to the position of the chest pocket of his jacket.
Han Shiyu: "..."
He let out a "tsk" and groped for a bit. Then stayed in place for a while.
As soon as he patted his head, he suddenly remembered that his jacket was given to Yang Mo. Then suddenly he took out the ring box from Yang Mo's chest.
Yang Mo: "..."
This man pretended to be nothing, and concealed his embarrassment very naturally. After taking out the ring from Yang Mo's pocket, he knelt down on one knee, opened it solemnly, and said, "Finally, let's get married."
Yang Mo looked at him.
Yang Mo looked up at the sky at a 45° angle.
I deeply reflected on what I was thinking about and fell in love with a fool.