talk to parents

I don’t miss home very much, so I rarely call back, because my home is far away and I rarely go home. I always wait for my parents to call me. If you are busy at that time, you can chat for a few minutes, if you are not busy, you can chat for more than half an hour, and talk on the phone about a week.

In fact, my parents told me to call home when I was free, but when I was free, the thing that came to my mind was to sleep or do something else. I like to talk on the phone while folding clothes. Sometimes Folding Clothes will call them, otherwise they will only call if they have something to ask.

I got sick once. I called my mother to ask how to scrape. I was hot at that time, and it would heal as soon as I scraped it, so I could only scrape myself by scraping the back of my neck and shoulders. My roommates are Chinese and Indians, they have never heard of Gua Sha, and they are all amazed. When scraping, you can't blow air, so I asked them for permission to turn off the fan for 15 minutes before starting the operation. Usually, my mother helped me to scrape. I felt homesick when I scraped, and then I felt that I was forced to grow up. It was like the eagle kicked the eagle out of the nest to let them learn to fly. The eagle is reality, and I am the little eagle.

And ask mom how to use bleach.

I asked my father about it, and I asked him how much fertilizer should be used to grow vegetables per acre. At that time, I was writing a plan to build a farm, homework.

Yesterday my father called home.

Me: I am skinny.

Dad: Clam? A lot of skinny? How many kilograms?

Me: 51 now.

Dad: Wow, will it be too thin? Weren't you 58 last time?

Me: No, BMI is normal.

I was shocked that my dad remembered my previous weight. Although it is said that when I am at home, I like to weigh myself very much. I like to do it in the morning on an empty stomach and after using the toilet, so that I will have a "lighter" weight. Then my dad often reads newspapers in the living room, and the scale machine is in the living room. Will tell me how many kilos.

The last time I told my mom that I was losing weight, her first reaction was, how did you lose weight?

It's interesting to hear the different reactions.

My school dorm was unfortunately chosen as a quarantine facility.

I was a little nervous myself. But recently, apart from going out to buy lunch, I don't go out, I just go out once a day. The building that was used as a quarantine facility was also a bit far from my dormitory, so I thought I'd just be careful and just accept it. After all, this is a dormitory that I finally applied for, and I only have two months left to graduate. It may be more troublesome to go out to find a house.

I told my dad about it and he scolded me too.

Later, I also said, don't tell your mother.

Ha ha ha ha. I don't think my dad would tell my mom everything, and neither did my brother.

I didn't tell my dad what to do, just inform the situation around me.

If my mom knew, she should send me strange tips for fighting covid every day. To be honest, I wouldn't watch it, and then she would be worried, why bother.

I know they want me to call home more often, but I just can't move. Maybe I don't like small talk. But when they call, I'll cooperate if I'm free, just because I feel I need to defuse their boredom (or maybe miss me?).