Going home, what a sweet word.

What makes me feel warm is the warmth contained in the word "going home".

When I think of going home, my parents' loving and tolerant eyes, my wife's delicious food and the children's smiles will come to my mind.

Thought of here, there will always be a warm current in my heart, which will be swept away with the fatigue of the day.

Whether in a foreign land or at home, it is always safe and happy to go home.

In my life journey, my family gave birth to me and brought me into this world; My family raised me and let me see the prosperity of the world; My family is very concerned about me and let me recover peacefully after hitting my head.

Home is the beginning of my life and the end of my journey.

I am eager to go home, leaving home for work every day, and the hope that makes my day full of motivation is to go home.

But the stories my friends told me recently made me feel sad and helpless when they came home, just like a thorn in their heart, invisible and intangible, but so clear that people felt the pain of bleeding.

1

Jin Milan Lamian Noodles

This ramen restaurant is close to my community, and the boss is a couple in Gansu.

The boss's surname is Jin and the proprietress's surname is Mi. Both families are from Lanzhou, so they are named Jinmilan Ramen Restaurant.

Boss Jin's Lamian Noodles tastes authentic. It's very comfortable to come and eat a hot Lamian Noodles often.

In the long run, Lao Jin and I became good friends. Lao Jin is very kind Knowing that I have a big appetite, he always puts an extra strand of Lamian Noodles in my bowl.

Every Spring Festival, Lao Jin will go home for the New Year before the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

Just after the twelfth lunar month this year, Lao Jin told me that he was going home.

Of course I know, because of this year's epidemic, Laojin's business is not very good. During this period, the epidemic began to appear again, and all localities began to advocate less going out and reducing gathering, and the business of ramen noodle restaurant was not as prosperous as before.

Laojin left home early, and it's good to stay with his hometown for a long time. You can make money at any time.

That day, I came to the ramen restaurant and wanted to try Laojin's craft again before the Spring Festival.

There are not many people in the noodle restaurant. To be exact, just me, plus Lao Jin and my wife.

Laojin's pot is still cold. When he saw me coming, he warmed it up immediately and made me a big bowl of steaming Lamian Noodles with a layer of beef slices in it.

I looked at laojin puzzled. Laojin smiled and said, "This meal is my treat today."

Then, the proprietress cut a plate of beef and mixed it with a plate of cold mixed three silk. Lao Jin is sitting opposite me. "Look at this appearance today, no one will come. You can chat with me. "

I nodded and said jokingly, "then the chat fee is the right to pay in person."

"Invite you to dinner, I can't do it again." Laojin also filled a bowl of soup and sat opposite me with chopsticks.

"Eat."

While eating, I listened to Laojin sigh, "Eat more, and I may not come back after the year."

I was surprised and looked at Laojin doubtfully.

Laojin said with a smile: "I didn't make any money last year, and it's not easy to get it this year." The rent of the house has to be paid, but the money has not been paid. " The old man is in poor health and has been hospitalized twice. The dolls at home are also clamoring for us. "

"You can buy a house here ..." I was a little embarrassed before I finished. Laojin can afford a house, and he can't afford the rent.

Laojin smiled helplessly and said, "It is a happy thing to go home. But I am not happy. After a busy year, I didn't make any money. How should I go home? I haven't bought any new clothes for the doll, nor have I bought any new year's goods. How can this family be returned? "

I said with relief, "If you have the ability to open another ramen restaurant, the epidemic will pass."

"That's next year. This year ... forget it. Thank you for taking care of business these two years. " Laojin stuffed a piece of beef into his mouth.

I don't know what to say, I can only smoke a noodle at random.

I am also an ordinary office worker. I have no ability to help Lao Jin, so I can't say anything.

When it comes to taking care of business, I can only eat a bowl of Lamian Noodles.

Say goodbye to Kim after eating Lamian Noodles. I wanted to leave my only 100 yuan at the bottom of the bowl, but I felt too melodramatic, which would also chill Laojin's feelings.

Out of Lamian Noodles, I tightened my collar. Looking forward, you can see the window sill with lights on at home. Looking back at the faint light of Laojin noodle restaurant.

We all want to go home, but it tastes really different. I wish Lao Jin a pleasant journey home, and his family can give him the strength to move on.

2

Brother Xiao Qi, a migrant worker.

I have been dealing with Qi for over a year.

A year ago, my father's neighborhood was renovated. When I first met Xiao Qi, he was hanging scaffolding on the outer wall of the community.

"Brother, have a rest and have a cigarette." I looked at Qi, who had a short rest on the scaffold, and handed a cigarette with a smile.

Richie obviously one leng, a little stiff, see I have been holding hands, finally pick up the cigarette.

From then on, I knew that Xiao Qi's hometown was in Shaanxi. He was just in his early twenties, but he had been a master at the construction site for five years.

Two days ago, I bought two barrels of oil to give to my father. I saw Xiao Qi and his workmates tearing down almost finished scaffolding. One more busy afternoon and you can load the car and send it away.

"Brother, I have to go." Qi handed me a cigarette.

I said, "When the work is finished, it is also the New Year. I can't go home a few times a year. It's good to spend the New Year with my parents. "

Qi said, "Brother, to tell you the truth, I really have no face to go back this year."

I watched Ricky and waited for him to finish.

Ricky took a sip of his cigarette and threw it on the ground, saying, "The boss didn't get the money, and he didn't have the money to pay us. After a year's work, a man gave us two thousand yuan for the trip. Brother, you said I spent all this year. "

"This contract project is really not something ..."

Ricky muttered, but there was nothing he could do.

I took out a cigarette and handed it to him, saying, "The wages of migrant workers can't be in arrears. Go and find it. "

Richie said with a wry smile, "Brother, you have a good job and a good life. You don't know what I do. People didn't say they wouldn't give money, they said they would give money after acceptance. Our salary is paid in advance by the boss. People say they don't owe migrant workers, but they don't say they don't owe their bosses. My boss and I are fellow villagers and have followed him since I started working on the construction site. This year, the boss can't make up the money and can't pay the salary. Hang in there and give it after the New Year. You said, a strong country that has never left for a hundred years, what can I say? Besides, the boss just borrowed money from us. "

"I'm not worried about the boss not giving money. My boss is nice, and his salary will be delayed for a while, but he will not be in arrears. " Qi smokes quickly and runs out of cigarettes. "It's the end of the year, so it's difficult."

I looked at the workers in Xiao Qi in the distance, and I didn't know how to answer the words. I comforted them innocently: "At least it's the Spring Festival now. Go home and see your parents. Let's talk about it after the New Year. "

Qi said with a wry smile: "I want to go home to decorate my house this year, and I am old enough to act as a matchmaker." My brothers about my age in the village got on the bus. Go home? I'm afraid to go home now. Brother, it makes people feel distressed. "

I patted Qi's shoulder to comfort him. I had to say goodbye in a hurry when I heard the workers shouting for the car to be loaded.

I was walking on the road with two barrels of oil in my hand, and I felt a little heavy. For a year, my work is still plain, my father never mentioned it, and I didn't let his old man's face shine.

Yeah, better than Ricky.

three

Company cleaning aunt sister Hua.

I will be 60 years old after my youth. When others retire, she will have to work in a strange city hundreds of miles away from home.

The holiday time of the company is generally on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

Sister Hua is the last person to leave her job every year. Although she only has a labor contract, her salary is only one third of that of a regular employee. Moreover, the first person to return to the company is Sister Hua.

Therefore, our company, whether it is the office area, the rest area or the bathroom, is clean all year round.

It is also because of this that although Sister Hua is old, the company has never changed the cleaning aunt. Even if the staff of the cleaning service company is adjusted, the logistics director of the company will leave Sister Hua by name.

Floret doesn't talk much at ordinary times. She always smiles and nods to everyone, then works quietly.

I had a good chat with Sister Hua. Maybe we are all from the countryside. So although Sister Hua doesn't talk much, when I work overtime, I can always chat with Sister Hua for a while.

Sister Hua said that her hometown is in the mountainous area of Henan, a poor place. For her son's marriage, the family bought a house in the county, and she took out all her savings.

It's been almost ten years, and the famine at home has not been paid off.

"My wife left early, and I brought up my son alone. My son knows that I am not easy and doesn't want me to go out to work, but I just can't see my son making trouble. "

Every time floret mentions his hometown, the smile on his face will disappear with the faint sadness.

She envies me for working in an office building. She always said that she failed to provide a good condition for her son and delayed his future. Otherwise, his son would have walked out of the mountains long ago, and he wouldn't still be working in the fields in his thirties and couldn't go home several times a year.

When floret mentioned her son, she seemed to forget that she also worked in other places and could not go home several times a year.

"Although I don't earn much, it's enough to give my son more than 20 thousand a year except rent and living expenses." Floret's eyes are always full of hope for life.

She wants to earn more money and pay off her son's loan quickly, so that she and her son can go home and reunite early.

In order to go home, Sister Hua cherishes this job very much and never feels hard.

Perhaps, after 60 years, floret has a thorough understanding of many things, and the purpose of life is more simple and firm. She lived all her life for her son and did everything she could for her and his family.

In Sister Hua's mind, home is her son, and son is her home.

For me, working locally and going home are the most common things. Everyday life is to go to work, get off work and go home.

Whether it's Sister Hua, Laojin or Qi, they all have a deeper definition of going home.

They reluctantly left home, worked hard and fought for a better life for their families. They left home in order to go home better.

However, in most lives, they go home with helplessness.

Laojin went home, faced his elderly parents and young dolls, and considered his livelihood next year. The joy of going home may be only a moment, and more is sadness. For the sake of family, he dare not enjoy the warmth of home. Stop for a minute and then drift again.

When Xiao Qi returned home, facing his parents and brothers living in distant places, he was full of anxiety. In a few days, he will return to the construction site. Even if there is no job on the construction site, he feels that the environment on the construction site is more comfortable than at home. At least there won't be a familiar face to remind him that he is a loser.

Sister Hua came home, thinking that she had not fulfilled her wish to help her son. Every time she goes home, she seems to be urging her to leave home quickly to make money and finish the road that outsiders seem to understand but she insists on.

However, home is home, where people can feel the warmest.

It is precisely because home is so important that no matter Sister Hua or Laojin, they can get the strength to keep moving forward from home and make constant efforts to make their home better.

The thorn inserted in their hearts will eventually be melted by blood in their efforts, and they will eventually feel the joy of going home, no longer heartbroken and no longer bleeding.