腊月二十九,儿子打来电话,林老汉以为他们快到家了,忙说:过年的东西都置办好了,就等你们……什么,不回来过了?不是说好一家一年的么,去年去你媳妇娘家过的,今年应该回咱们家来了。放下电话,林老汉失望地坐在椅子上生闷气。老伴说,肯定又回他媳妇娘家过年去了。坐了一会,他站起身来到院子里,望着西墙根地上的一个 On the twelfth lunar month twenty-nine, his son called, Lin thought they arrived home quickly, busy said: the New Year things are set up, waiting for you ... what, do not come back? Not to say that a good year, Last year, when you went to your daughter-in-law, you should come back to our house this year. Put down the phone, Lin old man disappointed to sit sulking in the chair. My wife said that she must go back to her daughter-in-law again. Sitting for a moment, he stood up and came to the yard, looking at one of the roots of the Western Wall