我回家的时候,他正在担粪水灌菜,看上去还很悠闲、很心甘情愿的样子。他虽然是我爸爸,但我在心里早已不把他当爸爸。在现在的农村,像他这样年龄不大但很勤奋的人已经不多了。我们院子里的大多数男人都出去打工了,而那些没有出门的人这时都坐在麻将桌上,不到天黑是决不会回家的,没有人会在地里灌菜,菜们几乎都是靠自己的努力来成长。但是我绝不会因此而喜欢 When I came home, he was taking dung water and drank vegetables and looked very relaxed and very willing. Although he is my father, but I have not in my heart as his father. In today’s rural areas, there are fewer people like him who are younger and hardworking. Most of the men in our yard went out to work, and those who did not go out now sat at the mahjong table, never to go home when it was dark, and no one was going to have food in the ground, and the people Almost all rely on their own efforts to grow. But I will never like it