整整一个月没回家的我,提着行李走进家门。屋里冷冷清清的,体弱的父亲在睡觉,母亲则坐在炕头上缝那床缝了半辈子的“千层底”。我小声问:“娘,弟弟不是一个月回来一次吗?怎么不见他?”母亲猛地抬起头见是我,先是一喜,后又满是遗憾地说:“唉,来是来了,但是等不到你回来,你那苦弟 I didn’t go home for a whole month and walked into the house with my luggage. The cold and clear of the room, the frail father was sleeping, and the mother sat on the gimmick and sewed the bed with a half-finished life. I whispered: “Nang, doesn’t the younger brother come back once a month? How can I not see him?” The mother raised her head and saw me. First she was happy. Then she said with regret: "Hey, come here, but Can’t wait for you to come back, your dilemma