As Father's Day is approaching, it reminds me of missing my father. He had been to another world five years ago. I still remember what he did for my family. It is a family of six members. He worked hard to support the family together with my mother.
He left his home at the age of 13 and made a living far away from his home to escape from being recruited to join the army. He got a job in a farm and grew vegetable there. Then he moved to a further place in the west of Guangxi after 1953 and had his own family there. It had been a tough life for him for a long time. When he could enjoy the relaxed time after his retirement for 20 years, he passed away. It was a pity that I spent less time with him when he was still alive.