One night, I couldn't stand it any more and shouted, "Dad, could you stop selling your stupid noodles? I don't need a father who sells noodles on the street!" At that moment, dad was shocked. He tried to say something but didn't. When he turned his head away, something happened that I had never seen and would never forget for the rest of my life. His eyes were filled with tears and sadness. It was the first time that I saw dad crying. My mom later told me that dad was selling noodles to save money for my college education. I was such an idiot, and even today I still feel guilty for that night.

一天晚上我再也忍不住了，朝老爸吼道，“你能不能不再去卖面条？我不需要一个只会在大街上卖面条的父亲！”在那一刻爸惊呆了，他想要说些什么，但最终没有说。当他扭过头的时候，我发现他的眼里含着泪水和哀伤。我从未见过老爸这个样子。妈后来告诉我，老爸摆摊卖面条是在为我上大学攒学费。我太蠢了！即使今天，我仍然为那天晚上的所作所为而感到内疚。

Time really flies. I finished college and then left my home city. For the past ten years, whenever I've visited home, dad was always there meeting me and seeing me off quietly at the railway station. Whenever he saw me off, he never tried to hug me or touch me, although I always expected a father's hug. When I was away from home, dad never wrote or called me, but he always pushed my mom to call me. Whenever mom was calling me, dad would sit beside her with a list of questions. He would instruct mom to talk to me for him. That's the way dad is, and that's how dad shows his love to me.

时间飞逝，我念完了大学，后来又离开了我所在的城市。在过去的十年中，每当我回老家，老爸总会默默地在火车站迎我然后再送我。每当他在车站送我时，他从来不会和拥别，也从来不会碰我一下，虽然我总是期待他能抱我一下。当我远在他乡时，老爸从来不会给我写信，也从来不给我打电话。但他总是会催妈给我打电话。每当妈给我打电话时，老爸就会坐在她身边，准备好一些问题，然后让妈帮他传话。