晚饭后,父亲抽着烟,突然说要看看那半枚断指。一瞬间,大家都愣住了。屋子陷入了少有的沉默,刚刚烟消云散的伤感又悄悄开始聚拢、弥漫。烟雾缭绕中,木子看不清父亲的脸。但他看得出,父亲在沉思。 After dinner, my father smoked a cigarette, suddenly said to see that half of the broken fingers. Suddenly, everyone was shocked. The house into a rare silence, just disappeared sad and quietly began to gather, filled. Smoke-filled, Muzi can not see his father’s face. But he could see that his father was meditating.