下午柱子就要返校了,父亲却歪在床上睡着了。母亲要叫醒他,被柱子拦住了。“让爹多睡一会儿吧,他太累。”母亲便不再说什么,收拾好柱子的东西,母亲照例出去借钱。看着母亲的背影远了,柱子打开包袱,拿出两个鸡蛋,进了里屋,来到父亲的床前。经过岁月无情的冲刷,父亲的头发早已花白;杂乱无章的皱纹,横七竖八地卧在他脸上,像黄土高原上沧桑的沟壑;一双眼睛仿佛承担了太重的压力,已深深地陷了下去;额头上汗珠点点,青筋隐约可 The afternoon pillar will be back to school, but his father crooked in bed asleep. Mother woke him and was stopped by the pillar. “Let my father sleep more later, he is too tired.” "The mother will not say anything, packed up the pillar things, the mother went out to borrow money. Looking back at the mother’s back, the pillar opened the burden, took out two eggs, into the back room, came to his father’s bed. After years of ruthless erosion, his father had long gray hair; disorganized wrinkles, lying on his face, like the vicissitudes of the Loess Plateau gully; a pair of eyes seemed to bear too much pressure, has been deeply trapped; Sweat on his forehead, blue veins can be vaguely