"Hey, hello, I'm the son of the XXX family, remember, I called last month, you help me talk to my parents, come and answer the phone at six o'clock tomorrow night." At the end of the nineties, telephones were not widely available at all. The main way to contact us is to call the village committee from a public phone, and then transfer it to the family, and then call after the appointment time.

"Dad, did you hear that?"

"Listening, you say, hurry up." Every time I called my parents, they wanted to talk to me more, but they were too expensive to talk to, and then they hung up in a hurry.

"Dad, I'm not coming back this year, I'll send some money back to you this Sunday, and I'll come back next year......"

"Why don't you come back again, didn't you say that you will come back this year, it doesn't matter if you have money or not, your mother misses you, you better come back for the New Year......"

"Dad, let's see, my mom, let her come over and answer the phone."

"It's okay, if you can't come back, don't come back, pay attention to your body outside, remember to have no money, no matter how poor you are, don't do anything illegal....." she told me.

"Got it, you have to take care of your health, don't worry, I'll take care of myself outside."

"Say goodbye to the kids, it's been a few minutes on the phone, and it's cost a few bucks." Dad's voice was quiet, but I heard it on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, remember to buy more food when you are out alone for the New Year, we still have money now, and your father and I are still fine......

"Mom, your blood pressure is high, remember to take medicine every day, don't forget, my dad is afraid of the cold, it's cold here now, let dad pay attention to keeping warm, as long as his leg is cold, it will hurt....."

"Okay, got it......" The mother's cry was heard on the other end of the phone.

The moment I hung up the phone, I realized that I was starting to feel homesick and miss my parents. But what can you do, if you don't really earn money, you can't go back like this, and besides, it's not an overnight thing to go home if you're so far away. Only this longing can be assured. In the blink of an eye, another year of time has slipped through our fingers. But what about me? What did you do this year? And how much money did you make? It's about to be the New Year, and my heart is starting to panic, and I can't tell my parents that I haven't earned anything in this one, but my parents always talk about going home early for the New Year. I had planned not to go home for the New Year, but now it has become blurry again.

Thinking of the bold ambition of leaving home at the beginning, but now that he wants to go back empty-handed, who is helpless to talk to. When I set foot on the land of my hometown again, the emotion of my heart could not hide the helplessness. But what about all this? That's life. On Sunday, I kept some money for living expenses and sent the rest of the money home.