When I came back from the field in the afternoon, it was already past six o'clock, and I thought about washing my hair first. My son came out of the house to keep and buy a box of cigarettes, and I stopped my son and asked him to wait for me to wash my hair and go with me

When I came back from the field in the afternoon, it was already past six o'clock, and I thought about washing my hair first. My son came out of the house to keep and buy a box of cigarettes, and I stopped my son and asked him to wait for me to wash my hair and go with me to see my parents.

On the way, I dialed dad's phone and told him I was halfway there.

At the door of my mother's house, under the dim street lamp, my father stood at the door waiting for me.

But it turns out that every child is a baby in the eyes of their parents, regardless of age, just like me at this moment.

Entering the house, the little niece handed me the hand warmer in her hand, and the mother was busy bringing all kinds of food and drink for her son.

I know that what I lack most now is the warmth of home. At this moment, I want to covet long-term possession and enjoyment...

After chatting with my parents for nearly an hour, before leaving, my parents asked my son to put a few boxes of milk in my car.

When I went out, my parents, brothers and daughters-in-law, and nieces all stood at the door to send me.

I went home, washed and changed my clothes, did my own life patterns again.