Don't spit unhappy, I don't want to go back to my hometown in the countryside for the New Year. I arrived home at 5 a.m. Chinese New Year's Eve, drove for 7 and a half hours, didn't go to the service area on the road, and wanted to get home and go to bed quickly

Don't spit unhappy, I don't want to go back to my hometown in the countryside for the New Year.

I Chinese New Year's Eve arrived home at 5 a.m., drove 7 and a half hours of car, the service area on the road did not go, bent on going home to sleep quickly, the service area did not sleep well, before preparing to go home, sleep for half a day, driving at night is not sleepy, it will be safer.

But after arriving home, my parents got up to pack their things, prepared dumplings, and began to wake me up, it was only 9 o'clock, I slept at 7 o'clock, can you consider that I am tired after driving all night? However, no, they think it is important to make dumplings, and the most important thing is that I will wrap them up and wrap dumplings.

I ignored it and slept until 1 p.m., during which my parents would come to call me every once in a while.

On the first day of the New Year, my family put firecrackers at 1:00 a.m., after eating and preparing to sleep is more than 2 o'clock, I said to soak a foot, my mother does not let the bubble, said that the first day of the New Year does not pour water outside, I soaked the water is not good, so I dragged the frozen unconscious feet to cover most of the night.

I wanted to go to the toilet at night, but it was so cold outside, it was hard to warm the bed, I really didn't want to go out, I had to get up hard, and my bladder hurt.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, I began to wake up again, I really don't remember, now my head is still confused, my brain is buzzing, I am a person who sleeps very unsteadily, and the sound of firecrackers is very noisy all night.

I am thinking now, how do I drive the road back more than 600 kilometers? Specify the one to be sleepy.

Also, all my clothes were in my suitcase, I couldn't find a single piece of clothing in the house, not even a cupboard of mine, and the room I slept in was leftovers picked out by my brother. My brother slept in the south-facing room, and I was going to sleep in the north room, which was originally mine.

It felt uninteresting, there was no sense of belonging to home, and there was no warmth that should be there.

Originally, I didn't want to come back, communicated with my parents fruitlessly, and I didn't want to upset everyone, and the result was that I was unhappy alone.

Prepare to go back to the third year of junior high school, my own place has a sense of belonging, although it is rented.