一九九三年一月,我父亲张厚生从上海铁路局南京铁路分局退休了。回槐树村的那天,天很冷。我母亲一早起来,先去大门口,朝我父亲以前回家的路上张望了一会,没有我父亲的影儿。然后,一步一回头地回来了。我母亲到厨房里掀开锅,用勺子舀了口昨天晚上她闷在锅里的羊肉汤,尝尝,还温着呢。说是今天到家, In January 1993, my father, Zhang Housheng, retired from the Nanjing Railway Branch of Shanghai Railway Bureau. Back to Ash tree village day, the day is cold. My mother got up early and went to the gate and looked for a while on my way home from my father without the shadow of my father. Then come back step by step. My mother opened the pot in the kitchen and scoop it with a spoon last night, she stuffed in the pot of mutton soup, taste, but also warm it. Said to be home today,