As they spoke, the car arrived in front of the small courtyard in the alley, and Zhang Guoqing stopped talking. If it weren't for significant events happening soon, he had originally planned to visit his hometown this year to see his parents.
The longer the distance and the time apart, the more he missed his parents. He wondered if his mother was truly as his father said, everything going smoothly.
It's been so long since he last went back. His mother's small storeroom should be empty again. She probably didn't want to eat any of the meat coupons, giving them all to the younger generation. He wondered if she was very skinny.
There is a regret called "When a child wants to care for their parents, but they are no longer there." This feeling of helplessness and sorrow was something he never wanted to experience again.
As children, we mischievously clung to our parents, not wanting them to work in the fields all day, beseeching them to stay with us and play for a while.
