这也是一种爱

昏暗的灯火下一对父子正在吃饭，安静的饭桌上父亲面无表情，静静地吃着碗里的饭。儿子小心翼翼地观察着自己的父亲，不远处的书包里静静地躺着这次测验的卷子。79分的卷子既不算好也不算太差，但是对一向成绩优秀的儿子来说，就有点失水准了。

Under the dim lights, a father and son are eating. On the quiet table, the father has no expression and quietly eats the rice in the bowl. The son watched his father carefully, and the test paper lay quietly in the bag not far away. The score of 79 is neither good nor too bad, but it's a little out of line for the son who has always done well.

“这次考得怎么样了？”良久，沉默是金的父亲终于发话了。

"How was the test?" For a long time, Kim's silent father finally spoke.

“7……79分。”无法从父亲的语气中感受到任何感情的儿子小心回答了父亲的提问，并紧紧盯着父亲那张好像盤石般坚毅的脸。

"7... 79 points. " Unable to feel any emotion from his father's tone, the son carefully answered his father's questions and stared at his father's face as firm as a rock.

没有表情！即使是听到儿子成绩下降的时候，那张熟悉的脸庞就像一潭死水一样波澜不惊。看到这里，儿子有些失望地低下了头，默默吃着碗里的饭。

No expression! Even when he heard that his son's performance was declining, the familiar face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water. Seeing this, my son lowered his head in disappointment and ate the rice in the bowl in silence.

曾几何时，父亲会对自己的成功感到欣慰，会为自己的失败而感到可惜，父子俩一起高兴一起伤心，可是现在的父亲……脸上麻木的表情，没有丝毫的感情，儿子的成败仿佛跟他没有关系一样。

Once upon a time, my father would be happy with his success and feel sorry for his failure. My father and my son were happy and sad together, but now my father The numb expression on his face has no emotion. His success or failure seems to have nothing to do with him.

多少次儿子拿着第一的成绩在父亲面前炫耀，父亲也仅仅只有一声简简单单的回应。同学们所说的进步的奖励、成功的庆祝，这一切儿子都不曾拥有。同时，同学们所说的父母对成绩下降的怒火、严厉的呵责，到了父亲这里连一个简单的表情也换不到。想到这里，儿子不禁有些神伤。

How many times did the son show off in front of his father with the first grade? The father only had a simple response. All the awards for progress and the celebrations for success that the students said were not owned by their sons. At the same time, what the students said was that the parents were angry and scolded severely for the decline of their grades. Even a simple expression could not be changed when they arrived at their father. Thinking of this, my son could not help but feel a little sad.

又是一阵无言的沉默，只有咀嚼下咽的声音。

Another silent silence, only the sound of chewing and swallowing.

忽然父亲放下碗筷，儿子有些惊喜地抬头。“你想吃些什么？我明天去买。”父亲没头没尾的话语让儿子有些惊讶，木然的回答之后，又是一阵可怕的沉默。

Suddenly the father put down the chopsticks and the son raised his head in surprise. "What would you like to eat? I'll buy it tomorrow. " The father's endless words surprised his son, and after a stoic answer, there was a terrible silence.

儿子低头细想父亲刚才的话：这是在关心我吗？如此简单的话语让儿子难以抓住其中的意义。

The son looked down and thought over what his father had just said: is this about me? Such simple words make it difficult for the son to grasp the meaning.

望着父亲起身离去的背影，儿子有些茫然。看着洗碗池前父亲忙碌的背影，儿子忽然觉得有种想哭的冲动，眼泪在眼眶中直打转。也许吧，这就是父亲关心人的方式！虽然很简单，也很容易伤人，但这也是一种爱吧！儿子忽然觉得父亲的表情不再木讷了，像死水一样的父亲仿佛又增添了新的活力。儿子赶紧上前与父亲并肩站在一起，帮他洗碗。忽然儿子好像看到父亲笑了，笑得像铁树开花一样灿烂。

Looking at the back of his father's departure, his son was at a loss. Looking at the father's busy back before the sink, the son suddenly felt that he wanted to cry, and the tears rolled in his eyes. Maybe, that's how Dad cares about people! Although it's very simple and easy to hurt people, it's also a kind of love! The son suddenly felt that his father's expression was no longer dull, and the father like stagnant water seemed to add new vitality. The son hurriedly came forward and stood side by side with his father to help him wash the dishes. Suddenly, the son seemed to see his father smile, smiling like an iron tree blooming.

这也是一种爱，饭桌上无言的爱。

It's also a kind of love, wordless love at the table.