When was the last time you and your parents ate?

<>Because our family is in the countryside, so it's normal, students go out to school, parents go out to work, and my home is now only an empty shell, no one lives in it, and it was locked a long time ago. I went to university in the north, and my parents worked in a factory in Ningbo, because my parents were not in the same city, it was difficult for us to meet each other, and now that I think about it, the last time I had dinner with them was half a year ago.

At that time, it happened to be the Chinese New Year, and we had a very "tacit understanding" that we didn't go home: I went to a place to do holiday work to earn some living expenses, and they had a small rental house there, about 20 square meters! I bought a pot and an induction cooker, and I planned to make a living like this, but they didn't expect that I would actually buy a train ticket to their city on the 29th day of the Lunar New Year.

It was there that my family spent a simple but warm Spring Festival, and the last meal we had was at noon on the day I left to go to school. My mom started working early in the morning, she wanted me to have a good meal before leaving, I told her many times that I ate out well, but she always felt that I would be wronged, so desperately made me all kinds of big fish and meat.

We had a hearty meal at noon, my mother made a ** chicken with the chicken she had already killed, and in the morning she also went to the farmer's wholesale market far away to buy me chicken thighs (because the things there were cheap), she made me fried chicken drumsticks, although it didn't look good as the ones sold outside, it was really good to eat, and she also bought me a roast duck ......

When the rice was served, I was stunned, it was all meat, and only a few celery could be called vegetarian. We couldn't fit that humble little table in our room. And we just have a pot, a rice cooker, I can't think of how she cooked these things bit by bit, I ate so much at noon that almost half of the meal was left.

I said, what are you doing all this? It's impossible for us to eat anymore. My mom said, it's okay!

Your dad and I will continue to eat in the evening. I knew in my heart that she put her love, care, and worry in this meal, and she always refused to say how much she loved me, but I could feel that she was really reluctant to let me go.

But I couldn't help it, I still had to leave in the afternoon, she wanted to bring me the roast duck and the fried chicken, so I brought two chicken legs, I said I couldn't eat too much, and it was inconvenient to eat on the train, so she gave up. Then I left with tears in my eyes, and my mom had already started wiping her tears, and we were separated again......

When I was younger, my family used to eat together, although we were very poor at that time! But there is a way to live in poverty, and I don't feel that life is very hard, but because my parents are around, my sisters and sisters are noisy every day, now I think about it, it's better when I was a child!

At noon on August 25th, my parents and I had our last meal. It looked like an ordinary meal, steamed rice, fried a pot meat that I really liked, with tomato and egg soup, and extra mom fried a lot of crispy meat. When eating, they always asked me to eat more, and when I got to school, I didn't have such treatment, I wanted to tell them that there was only less meat in the school, and the other conditions were not bad, but the words didn't come out of my mouth.

It seems that all parents in the world think that their children eat poorly outside of home, and they are always stubborn about this. <>

The train at 10 o'clock in the evening, and the bus to the train station at four o'clock. I always wanted to stay longer, and my parents urged me, supplemented by many lessons from not catching planes and trains because of staying at home, what could I do, and I was also helpless to listen to them. My parents were very conflicted, afraid that I wouldn't be able to catch the car, but they were reluctant to let me go.

It's raining, and there is an old saying that when it rains, you stay for the day, and I don't stay for the day, but no matter what, you have to go. Pulling the suitcase and preparing to go, they want to send, I refused, such a big person is not a child, and it is not the first time to go far away, and after saying it for a long time, my mother still insisted, but I can't help it. I took two steps out of the house, turned to look at my father, leaning against the door, although I was in the prime of life, my gray hair was getting more and more year by year, and I sighed in my heart, I have grown up, and my parents are old.

Told him to pay attention to his body, and responded, and his reluctant mood spread all of a sudden, and I couldn't turn back. Mom put me on the bus, but I still endured it, facing forward. When I was a child, I always looked forward to growing up, but I was not as happy as I imagined when I got to this day, maybe this is life.

I wish all parents in the world good health, success of their children, children and grandchildren, and family happiness.

As we grow up, we spend less and less time with our parents, and as we grow up, we begin to go to school away from the protection of our parents, or choose to go to other places to struggle without going to school, which is possible. In short, we are no less attentive than when we were young, with the careful greetings and care of our parents every day, because we have grown up and have the ability to protect ourselves.

Now I am a college student, out of the summer and winter vacation once a semester I will go home, the rest of the time I will do what I should do in school, in some small long vacations with friends or with the object is very good, I will gradually feel that when I grow up, I will spend less time with my parents, there will be fewer opportunities to talk, we are more with friends.

In fact, even though we grow up, we also have to have more contact with our parents, don't hit ** is to ask your parents for money has nothing else, when your parents want to talk to you when you will feel impatient, there is nothing to say, in fact, sometimes one thing is to be able to slowly accumulate before it becomes different from before, that is, in their own unintentional behavior, in fact, it is not worth it to look back and think about it, so when we have time, we should fight with our parents more **, talk about their lives. Because your parents are the ones who care about you the most behind you. As long as we have time, we have to have a meal with our parents and chat at the dinner table, which is very good.

The last time I had dinner with my parents this year was on my grandmother's birthday during my summer vacation, our family went out to the restaurant to celebrate my grandmother's birthday, at that time I felt very warm, the family was around, in fact, sometimes the family can eat a meal together is not difficult, it depends on whether you want to or not, sometimes you say that you don't have time, but you don't want to, you don't take your family very seriously. <>