弟弟不止一次来电话,要我回老家看看。我至今未能成行,所以心里总像挂着一件事。我是该再次回去看看了,就冲那所房子,它是我叔姆(家乡对继母的称呼)靠着双手盖成的。老家早先有一所房子,那是一间小店铺,它在韩江边上,是我祖父当年为做生意而建的。祖父去世之后,家运败落,父亲到广州谋生。生意无人做,店铺没人住,年久失修,渐成危房。父亲在外漂泊多年,没有找到生活出路,于新中国 More than once my brother called to ask me to look back home. I have not done so, so I always like one thing in my heart. I was going back to see it again, and rushed to the house, which was covered by my hands, my uncle, the name of my stepmother. The home had a house earlier, a small shop on the edge of the Han River that my grandfather had built for business. After his grandfather’s death, his family lost their fortune and his father went to Guangzhou to make a living. No one to do business, shop no one live, disrepair, gradually into dilapidated. Dad drifted away for many years, did not find a way out for life in New China