有时,父子之间就像铁与钢的关系,只知道硬碰硬,并不懂得什么是柔软。直到那一天——温豪童讲述第一个故事:风尘仆仆赶回家,夜幕已完全降临。这时间,大多数人都已吃过晚饭。推开门,屋子里空荡荡的,母亲去了外婆家,父亲也不在,不知又去了哪户邻居家侃天说地。桌子上没有做好的热饭菜,我心里有些不悦,但转念一想,说不定在厨房放着呢,父亲习惯将晚餐放在锅里,盖上锅盖保温。然而等 Sometimes, the relationship between father and son is like the relationship between iron and steel, only know the hardware, do not know what is soft. Until that day - Wen Hao Tong tells the first story: schedule to rush home, the night has come completely. At this time, most people have had dinner. Open the door, the house empty, the mother went to her grandmother, his father is not, I do not know where to go neighbor Kantian days. Hot dishes did not make the table, my heart a bit unhappy, but then I thought, maybe in the kitchen, my father used to dinner on the pot, cover the lid insulation. However, etc.