家里有许多书柜,都是我父亲的。还有不少奖状,是他在工作时拿到的。他在通信公司里做技术开发,一年到头几乎不休息,没日没夜地在公司里搞研究或者做实验。我一直觉得父亲是个糟糕的人。他不喜欢动粗、摆架子,总是工作优先。那时我二十四岁,已经开始写小说。一天,母亲打电话给我:“你爸爸要去住院,你能帮他搬行李吗?那天我有别的事 There are many bookcases in my house, all my dad’s. There are many awards, he got at work. He did technology development in the telecommunications company, almost no rest throughout the year, day and night in the company to engage in research or experiment. I always think my father is a bad person. He does not like to move thick, put the shelf, always work first. At that time, I was twenty-four and started writing novels. One day my mother called me: ”Your father is going to hospital, can you help him with his luggage? I had something else that day