For Yang Han, who likes small animals, this place is heaven.
The person in charge of this rescue station is an old man with tenderness in the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She knew Lu Youqi, her eyes curved when she saw him, and she said with a smile, "Come on."
The German Shepherd, who was in charge of guarding the entire rescue station, barked at this direction, wagging his tail impatiently. Lu Youqi greeted her and paced in. The old man asked, "Where's Winnie?"
Lu Youqi smiled and said, "Today she has a job, so I'll hire another labor force." He turned around, Han Shiyu followed behind, and he tutted a few times to "provocate" the tail-wagging leash guard dog.
Han Shiyu turned his head and said, "Hello, Auntie."
The old man also smiled at him.
He couldn't wait to call out to Yang Han, who rushed into the house, "Hello, grandma!" Xu Jia and Liu Zuoye also called out afterward.
The old man was very happy to see these three little girls, and agreed several times in a row. Went into the house, took out a set of keys, and took them to the place where the stray dogs were taken in.
Lu Youqi looked at them from a distance and said, "Aren't you going to make a video and let Yang Mo watch it with you?"
It may be that like attracts, Han Shiyu quickly reached a reconciliation with the "evil dog" who called him.
He touched the dog's head and said, "I didn't tell him, I will be surprised when he comes back."
"Yo, it's pretty good." Lu Youqi smiled.
He continued the topic in the car just now, "How did you convince Yang Mo that although he likes small animals, he may not like children."
"He doesn't like children, he has no reason." Han Shiyu stood up, walked over to him, and smiled, "It cost me a pound of saliva when I persuaded him."
…
When Han Shiyu mentioned raising a child for the third time, Yang Mo was already impatient, and handed him a post-it "proposal" and pressed it to his mouth. Said, "Impossible."
At this time, the "rebirth" news was just on the right track. When the two were busy, he insisted on proposing some kind of child.
Han Shiyu took off the post-it note stuck on his mouth, and said disappointedly, "I'm afraid that you will leave again. If there is a child, I can still accompany me who was abandoned by you..."
This trick has been used twice by Han Shiyu. For the first time, this dog firmly grasped Yang Mo's sense of guilt, and euphemistically expressed how he had trouble sleeping and eating, tossing and turning during the month of their conflict, and his eyes seemed to be crying at any time. , Carefully asked, brother will not leave in the future.
Yang Mo had to repeat one more time not to leave, and then Han Shiyu began to "seek security" and gnawed at his neck, and finally... The situation slowly developed into the bed.
The second time he was subjected to the routine, Yang Mo realized that something was wrong.
If he is hooked for the third time, then Yang Mo's brain is a high-fat display.
Yang Mo pointed at him and said, "How about the investment."
Han Shiyu said, "Not yet..."
Yang Mo: "Then get out and work."
Han Shiyu: "Wow."
Although he refused, Yang Mo could see that Han Shiyu was serious. He once said that he had never seen his father since he was a child, and always envied other people's homes. Full of yearning and longing for this title.
Yang Mo always felt that it would be embarrassing to talk about this kind of topic between the two of them. So always off topic.
After work, he finally found time to think about this matter. Before speaking, he did his homework and brainstormed for three hours.
It was already half past eleven in the middle of the night, when Yang Mo suddenly called out "Han Shiyu" softly and asked, "Are you asleep?"
Han Shiyu has also been very busy recently. A late-night player who has to play with his mobile phone for an hour every day when he is lying down on the bed becomes sleepy when he is tucked into his pillow.
After hearing the call, Han Shiyu snorted, turned slowly under the quilt, and hugged Yang Mo's waist, unable to open his eyelids, but said, "No..."
Yang Mo sighed and said, "I was thinking... You said about adopting a child."
Han Shiyu suddenly woke up, he blinked at the back of Yang Mo's neck: "Huh?"
He explained the specific process of the whole plan in detail to the time and person, as well as his future plans to explain it to Han Shiyu. He didn't know whether the latter understood or not, so he readily agreed: "Okay."
Yang Mo opened his mouth and emphasized once again that this matter should not be regarded as a joke. After he finished speaking, he noticed that Han Shiyu's hand around his waist tightened, the tip of his nose rubbed against his neck, and his voice was drowsy and lazily. : "I will work hard to make money to support you."
The place on his neck was slightly itchy, and his heart seemed to be stabbed by the sound, and Yang Mo reluctantly evoked a smile at the corner of his mouth. He tried to be calm and said, "Who is it to support?"
Han Shiyu smiled and said, "You support me."
During the time when Jixun was on the verge of bankruptcy, countless companies extended olive branches to Starry, but the great god was rooted here. There is no need to worry about where the president of Jixun is.
"Ah, brother, you're so nice..." The more he thought about it, the happier he murmured, "When God created me, he must have knocked over the bottle of luck..."
The guy was so tired, he fell asleep with a sigh.
…
Zhou Lao is not optimistic about the project of Qudi, not to mention that Han Shiyu has already failed once, and it is not easy to obtain the support of Yuexin.
At this time, Zhou Yi took the risk of being stripped by his father, defied all opinions, and made a decision about the investment interest.
When the deal was settled, Han Shiyu, in order to thank him, said that he would let the child he will have soon recognize him as a godfather.
Raising a child is a very troublesome thing, and it takes a lot of time and energy. He doesn't have a few more hours a day than others, and he spends more time in life to cut his love from work.
"..." Zhou Yi regretted helping him a little bit. Han Shiyu's success or failure was closely related to him. He grabbed his collar and swayed: "You just want to get on the right track? Give me back my money."
… Of course, Zhou Yi just used a joke to remind him that he would not really withdraw his investment.
But Han Shiyu thought he didn't understand, or had his own ideas.
He said it was a wonderful and joyous thing to watch his company grow up with his children.
"It's not a bad thing to add a small family member at this juncture," Han Shiyu's imagination is always full of romanticism, he said: "Maybe, after she comes, Jixun's luck will be better."
…
With Yuexin joining in, Han Shiyu's heart has been relieved for the most part, and finally he has time to go to Han Lang with Yang Mo to find a good welfare home.
Yang Mo didn't speak the whole time in the car. Han Shiyu didn't care, but when he accidentally touched his hand, he found that his palm was sweaty.
Yang Mo was actually nervous.
Han Shiyu had never seen this kind of emotion appear on him.
When he arrived at his destination, Yang Mo had just put his hand on the door handle when Han Shiyu held his face and gently supported his head.
Both cheeks were slightly squeezed, Yang Mo frowned, looked at him, and asked, "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to be a father soon," Han Shiyu took a deep breath and blinked: "I'm so happy, are you happy!"
Yang Mo: "..."
This feeling is as if the young man held his wife who had just returned from the hospital examination, held her hand excitedly, and said, "Daughter-in-law, I'm going to be a father soon!"
Yang Mo said blankly, "Let go of me and get out of the car."
Yang Mo has the attraction of small animals, and children's hearts are connected with small animals. Not long after he entered the door, he was surrounded by short people to visit. They were one brother and one brother, blocking Yang Mo's footsteps.
The person in charge said, "Children like Mr. Yang very much."
Han Shiyu looked at Yang Mo, who was joined by the child holding hands and joined the game. His eyes were bent, and he smiled. He asked the person in charge: "Where is that girl?"
All the formalities are being done, the girl can't be brought back for the time being, and Han Shiyu's line is just here to visit.
The person in charge led him to a small corner, crossed a row of low cabinets full of stickers, pointed to the little girl lying on the table, and said, "There."
She was shaking her legs, writing stroke by stroke with a pencil on the grid.
Han Shiyu stepped forward, sat cross-legged on the puzzle rug, and tilted his head to read what she had written.
She is practicing "Mom and Dad" and "Grandpa and Grandpa" hard. Han Shiyu guessed that she already knew that she was about to have a home.
The girl blinked, turned to look at him, and asked, "Who are you."
Han Shiyu said, "Guess what."
The girl stared at him for a while and murmured, "You look... like Aunt Han."
"You guessed it right." Han Shiyu said.
"Are you a brother?" The girl's eyes widened.
Han Shiyu took out a lollipop from his jacket pocket and handed it over, smiling without saying a word.
"Thank you, but I can't eat strangers."
"Okay," Han Shiyu raised his eyebrows and said, "Then help me untie it, I won't."
The girl looked at his face hesitantly, and seemed moved by the affinity in his smile, so she was willing to help, took the candy, and gently tore open the package for him.
"It turned out to be opened from here?" Han Shiyu looked at her hand and began to wrap it in a similar manner, "amazed" and said, "I always couldn't solve it before, so I just stopped eating it."
The girl giggled, "Did no one help you before?"
Han Shiyu shrugged: "No."
The girl handed the candy to Han Shiyu, and Han Shiyu took the candy and handed it over at the same time.
He said: "You helped me, we are acquaintances."
Yang Mo finally broke free from the pile of children, and when he came over, he saw this scene from a distance.
The big one sitting cross-legged on the ground and the small one sitting on the small bench each had lollipops in their mouths, and the bulging and turning of their cheeks and their lying posture were exactly the same.
He slowed down and moved to the door to stop.
Han Shiyu was watching her write, and occasionally took her pencil to write and draw together. The two of them didn't know what to say, and the girl giggled like a bell.
The girl said, "I told you my name, but you haven't told me who you are."
The name was given to her by the orphanage, and it happened that her name had the word Yang in it.
"Well..." Han Shiyu stretched out his hand towards her, she handed the pencil to his generous palm, Han Shiyu drew five stick figures on the paper, and added decorations to each.
This person has no artistic cell, and the things he draws make the girl laugh non-stop.
Han Shiyu carefully wrote the names of a family of five on each stickman, which corresponded to the titles she had written before.
The girl pointed at "Yang Mo" and said in surprise: "I also have Yang in my name!" She memorized these names in her mind and said happily, "Is he a father? Then you are a brother?"
Han Shiyu rubbed her head and said, "I'm your father too."
The girl blinked at him.
"You ate my candy," Han Shiyu took out the leftover stick from his mouth and pointed at the girl, "It's my little girl."
"..." the girl said: "Ah! You are too cunning."
Yang Mo leaned against the door and watched, with a smile on his face, and then stepped forward.
…
When leaving, the girl stood by the car to see them off.
She held her hands behind her back, holding two lollipop sticks tightly with the fingers behind her.
"When will you come next time?" The girl blinked, her voice soft like the flapping wings of a bug.
"Soon, a week later." Yang Mo replied and touched her head.
The girl glanced at Han Shiyu secretly. Children don't always like separation, especially children living here, and sometimes the word "next time" is cold to them.
"Okay," the girl rubbed her fingers uneasily, glanced at her toes, and said, "you must remember."
She held the hand of the aunt in charge, and after Han Shiyu rubbed her bangs in a mess, she watched the two get into the car.
She stretched out her hand to straighten her hair, bit her lower lip, and when Han Shiyu was about to close the door, she mustered up great courage and called out, "Dad."
Han Shiyu's movements were stagnant.
Her demeanor and movements were like that of a careful milk cat. He seemed to be anxiously expecting that this address would make him not forget "next time".
"You... If you want to eat candy, I'll open it for you," she said, "Next time, next time... I'll help you every day from now on."