Lao Yang is a fashionable Qingdao old man.
He prides himself on keeping pace with the times. After all, his son works on the Internet, so he naturally has to follow in his footsteps. During the party, from time to time a trendy buzzword will come out, which stands out among the old men and the old ladies, and has a unique appearance.
Such an old man, when he saw Han Shiyu for the first time, liked him very much. This child is handsome and smiling, his tongue is like pickled in a honey jar, and he can spit out a flower next to his elders.
Lao Yang didn't wonder why Yang Mo would bring him back to celebrate the New Year. Probably only this kind of person can get used to his son's bad temper.
However, on that winter night for many years, Han Shiyu held Yang Mo's hand and half-jokingly announced the relationship between the two. Lao Yang didn't believe it at first, but blurted out, "Don't make such a joke with me."
Han Shiyu's expression settled down seriously and said, "Dad, I didn't lie to you."
The sound of "Dad" was so harsh that Lao Yang's mind went blank for a minute.
He held the Erha from Zhou Yi's family and thought about it quietly all night.
He wondered if Yang Mo had lacked maternal love since he was a child, and Han Shiyu made it up for him.
Or Yang Mo has always had this tendency since he was a child, but he refrained from saying it.
After thinking about it, he didn't know what to think, but he traced the responsibility back to himself, and a sense of guilt rose in his heart.
He was also unacceptable at first, tossing and turning for many days and insomnia, but after being pushed by time and slowly getting used to it, he found that it didn't seem like a big deal.
He went to talk to the two of them, and advised them to take protective measures in the usual way, especially Han Shiyu, don't always accommodate Yang Mo's violent temper, and usually have to put forward any opinions.
At that time, Han Shiyu only agreed with a hum, without thinking about why Lao Yang emphasized "especially Han Shiyu".
Now Han Shiyu understands.
…
The price of realization is very painful.
Han Shiyu's teacup was put to his mouth, and he fell into a long still state, and he even spit a bubble in it.
No matter how painful it was, I couldn't help answering my dad's question.
Han Shiyu grumbled, "Sometimes on top, sometimes... on bottom."
Lao Yang probably didn't understand such things as body position, and he didn't really hear what he said. He leaned forward and said, "What... you should be louder."
Yang Mo brought the dish up. Seeing the abnormal posture of the father and son, he raised his eyebrows in confusion. He wiped his hands with his apron and said, "What are you... doing."
Seeing that he was here, Han Shiyu returned to his normal expression in a hurry, and responded accordingly: "Mo! Momo... There's no more salt at home."
Yang Mo: "The two big bags in the kitchen haven't been finished."
Han Shiyu hurriedly said: "... That means there is no jealousy."
Yang Mo was puzzled: "What are you trying to say?"
Seeing Han Shiyu's reaction, Lao Yang felt more and more that something was wrong, and said, "You don't need to let him go, just talk about it."
Yang Mo: "?"
Lao Yang stared at Han Shiyu.
Finally, Han Shiyu, who had been holding back for a long time, looked at death and said, "Dad, I forced Yang Mo." He lowered his head, put the teacup on the table solemnly, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a sinner."
Lao Yang: "..."
Lao Yang's brain fell into a one-minute blank.
Yang Mo still didn't understand what the two of them were talking about, until he saw the fanfiction on Lao Yang's mobile phone before the screen of Lao Yang's mobile phone went to sleep.
Yang Mo: "."
…
Han Shiyu, who tried sweets for the first time, had his brain soaked with alcohol, but he didn't know what "pity fragrant and cherish jade", and he acted recklessly.
During the process, Yang Mo felt like a dying person who was nailed to the execution rack, wishing to slap his head to death on the bedside table. When life and body were worse than death, the criminal suspect still arched his neck and called him aggrievedly, as if he was being bullied.
People are always regretting it, for example, Yang Mo now really wants to strangle himself who acquiesced to Han Shiyu's request half an hour ago.
The next day, Han Shiyu couldn't afford to kneel on the bed. He stretched out four fingers and swore to the sky that he would definitely practice his skills, and he would not be so eager for quick success next time.
Yang Mo turned his back to Han Shiyu and couldn't move. With a fire in his heart, he said hoarsely, "Did you misunderstand something?"
It took a lot of effort for him to turn around, look at Han Shiyu, and say, "Next time..." Before the words were finished, Yang Mo was startled.
He saw that Han Shiyu's eyes were red, he looked like he was about to squeeze out the water, his nasal voice was stuck in his breath, and he choked: "I didn't mean to, I was drunk yesterday and lost consciousness, I couldn't control it well, I …”
Yang Mo, who became more and more embarrassed, had to swallow the words and quickly interrupted him: "Okay!"
He turned his head, the corners of his mouth twitching.
What the hell is this.
It was obviously Han Shiyu who took advantage, and he was crying grandma's leg.
Before he burst into tears, it was his turn.
Han Shiyu tentatively brought his head closer and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Yang Mo was angry and didn't want to speak.
Han Shiyu said, "I'll rub it for you."
…
The longer they were together, the more time Yang Mo felt that the first Han Shiyu was actually pretty good.
The thickness of the skin increases exponentially on this person's face.
The first few times he knew he was guilty, and he apologized for not doing well. Later, as the technology matured, sophistication began to be heard incessantly.
This is like raising a dog. The owner needs to educate him not to protect food from the beginning. If he is pity and not taught because of his drooping head and ears when he was a child, this animal will grow up with arrogance and grinning. It's too late to tell you.
When Yang Mo suddenly found out that drag dragging had been accommodating to Han Shiyu for seventeen years, the position of the two could not be changed.
Just in the living room, Lao Yang's eyes were full of mixed feelings about life, like a revolving lantern, playing all his son's proud experiences from childhood to adulthood, and finally stopped at the scene where he accidentally "slipped". At the age of nineteen, Lao Yang said to the young man, "Aren't you capable?"
Once "slipped", the daughter and the father took turns to come out and execute the sentence. The client had nothing to say and committed suicide socially.
…
Two days later.
Yang Han sneezed, and the Dragon Boat Festival holiday was in a few days. She was lying in the quilt and watching her phone before going to bed for a while when Han Shiyu sent her a message.
Han Shiyu: "Comrade Xiao Yang."
Han Shiyu took the initiative to come to her and talk to her. Yang Han was ready to block him and asked, "What's wrong."
"Good news," Han Shiyu said, "Grandpa came to stay at home for a few days. You can see him when you come back on the weekend. He will go back before the Dragon Boat Festival."
Yang Han was pleasantly surprised: "Really! That's great."
"One more bad news,"
Han Shiyu promptly told her not to be too happy in a message box, saying, "Your dad, he, according to the company's arrangement, went abroad to study for two months. He will leave the day after tomorrow."
It's going to be a holiday in July. If you don't see Yang Mo for half the summer vacation, she almost cried out and said, "Why does my dad want to study?? Isn't he the best at computers?"
"Well, there is no limit to learning, and people have to keep learning if they want to improve themselves," Han Shiyu said earnestly, "It's normal."
The keen Yang Han smelled something.
She frowned and asked, "Did you do something."
Han Shiyu returned very quickly: "I didn't."
He followed by an explanation: "The company had this arrangement recently, but it just moved the date forward a little."
Yang Han: "In advance?"
Han Shiyu: "Well."
Yang Han was suspicious and said, "Okay."
"Then..." Yang Han's text was still in the input box, and Han Shiyu sent a message: "But I am free these days and can be at home."
He added: "With you."
Yang Han: "."