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Why did dad call late at night?

One night, when I was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, I suddenly felt homesick and missed my elderly parents thousands of miles away. I want to dial my home phone number, but I'm afraid to disturb my parents' rest. "Jingle bell ..." The telephone suddenly rang, and it was from home! It was my father who called. His late-night phone call surprised me: "What's the matter, Dad?" I asked eagerly.

Dad quickly said, "Nothing, nothing, just want to talk to you."

"What time is it? Is my mother asleep? " Although I wanted to call home just now, now I think it seems inappropriate for my father to call late at night, but I can't hide the unexpected surprise in my words, so I chatted with my father at random.

May be afraid of affecting mother's rest, father's voice is very low. He said that the whole family is fine, and both he and his mother are in good health. Tell me not to worry about this place, work hard and take care of myself.

I looked at my watch and said, "It's getting late, Dad. You put down the phone and go to bed. "

Father paused for a moment. I guess he must have looked up at the old clock. "It's getting late, so you should have a rest. By the way, you should take an umbrella to work tomorrow. It's raining there. " "How do you know?"

"I watched the weather forecast on TV and said it was raining there. “

Put the phone down, I can't sleep. Thousands of miles away, my father always pays attention to the rain or shine on my side!

The next day, the originally clear sky suddenly became overcast and it really began to rain. Everyone was surprised that I was the only person in the whole unit with an umbrella. I stood at the window, it was raining heavily. I don't know whether it is raining or sunny in my father's place, but I know he must be standing at the window of the old house, expecting my arrival. My father is old and can no longer hold up a sky for his son, but Qian Shan is thousands of miles away, and my father can still send me a warm umbrella. ...

"Children are affectionate and ride alone for thousands of miles." The father has been worried about his son.