Messenger in heaven

There is a mother in heaven, and there is also a courier uncle, who will send a courier for me and my mother there. Yining sent a letter to her mother by express. She wants to tell her the fact that his name is Yang.

Yang is an old courier. He will be fifty years old in three years. At his age, sweeping the streets and carrying pure water are ok, and he is a little old for express delivery. The key is that the express delivery business is too busy now, and we need energetic young people.

Fortunately, a distant cousin of his runs a courier company, which is also a matter of human face.

A few years ago, my mother got a serious illness. After being rescued, she needs a lot of money every month. Yang used to be an excellent cleaner. Although she is not married and has no children, she can do it. Now, the high medical expenses force him to find a more profitable job.

At that time, the express delivery industry was just emerging. When Yang saw it, it was quite profitable. When he asked everyone, they only wanted young people. Later, he entrusted someone and made contacts. Finally, he met his distant cousin and niece, which was a well-paid job.

After his mother died two years ago, Yang's humble abode in Chengzhong Village became colder and colder.

When people get old, they sometimes feel nostalgic and lonely, just like Yang. He used to be a man of few words. Now, in addition to calling by express, he just reads the newspaper when he goes home, and sometimes he secretly tears at the portrait of his old mother.

One morning in early May, he was delivering a courier in a community. At this time, a little girl over 5 years old came out, with big eyes, looking thin and full of expectations. She saw Yang give the courier to an aunt and hurried over.

Yang is telling other customers to pick up the courier by phone. Yu Guangli felt a big bag in front of him.

He turned his head and saw the little girl. He gave a simple and honest smile and motioned for the little girl to wait. The little girl waited there quietly without saying a word.

After the phone call, Yang kindly asked the little girl: Little girl, are you here to deliver the mail?

The little girl nodded: hmm.

Why didn't your parents come? Yang asked again.

My mother has gone to heaven and my grandmother is cooking for me. The little girl looked up and said seriously.

Who do you want to send it to? Yang asked again.

I want to send it to my mother. The little girl said.

Yang one leng, instantly feel a acid in my heart.

Yang firmly grasped what the little girl wanted to send: Do you have money?

Yes, I saved all the pocket money my grandmother gave me. The little girl said, and quickly took out the money from her pocket.

Yang took the money and put it in the backpack of his tricycle.

What's your name? Yang asked with a smile.

Liu Yining said the little girl.

Don't worry, I'll send it to you. Yang smiled and said to the little girl.

The little girl watched Yang leave with hopeful eyes.

This Sunday morning, Yang came to deliver the express as usual.

Xiao Yining stood under the bulletin board of the community and asked Yang with a smile: Mom should have received the gift, right?

I see. Yang said to him, look, there seems to be a courier from your mother here!

Yang Chenbin held up a small box and shook it. The little girl's eyes widened, and then she jumped up excitedly and quickly grabbed the courier from Yang. I saw her own name on the express, and she didn't know any other words. The little girl opened the parcel and put a lovely pink bow hairpin and a letter in it.

Look, uncle, mom gave me a clip. The little girl cheered and jumped at Yang.

Yang Chen bin looked at Xiao Yining cheerfully.

Uncle, can you help me read what I wrote? Liu yining begged.

All right! Yang happily agreed. So he read the letter:

Dear Ningning:

Your mother received your gift and she liked it very much. I love you, baby. Everything is fine here. You should study hard and take good care of your grandmother.

Love your mother.

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In the days to come, Xiao Yining always wrote to her mother or sent gifts, and always received gifts and letters from her mother. She studied hard and became cheerful. Once Yang learned that she was also rated as a model student, and he was very happy.

Three years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Yang insists on delivering the courier every day. No matter whether it is windy or rainy, he never stops.

This winter, the weather is particularly cold. It snowed twice before June 5438+February, and the north wind was blowing, so people sitting in the heating room were too lazy to move, let alone people who rode bicycles to deliver express delivery in Amb Lee all day.

Xiao Yining also came out in the morning. She wants to give her mother a present.

Yang didn't come until noon. She ran in and out of the house, but she couldn't wait for Yang. She's about to cry. At this time, she thought that someone else might have Yang's phone number. She wanted to send a courier, and she wanted to send a warmth to her mother.

So, she put on thick clothes and knocked on the door of her neighbor's aunt: Auntie, do you have the phone number of the courier who often sends express delivery?

Yes, which express delivery do you want? Neighbor aunt asked her with a smile.

The one who looks a bit like grandpa. Xiao Suining described.

Oh, you mean Yang, yes. Aunt took out a business card from the drawer.

Xiao Yining came home and saw grandma taking a lunch break. She dialed that number, only to find that it was not turned on. She also noticed the address written on it. She took out a pile of change from the piggy bank, then left a note for grandma and went out with a gift.

It was so cold that Xiao Yining rubbed her hands and walked in the snow. She took several stops according to the address on the business card and came to the door of the courier company.

She was received by a young girl: Oh, express! The girl said, what's her name and address?

Name: Liu Yining, address: Paradise. Yining said timidly.

God, are you kidding? The young girl is getting impatient.

It's heaven. Liu Yining said seriously.

All right, eight dollars. The girl emptied the courier, threw it in and sat down to eat melon seeds.

Yining took a disappointed look at the girl and turned and walked out of the courier company. She smiled happily at the thought that her mother could receive her present.

Yining waited patiently at home for a week or two, but no courier told her there was a courier. At first, she thought it might be the bad weather and the delivery was delayed. Later, she thought that her mother might be very busy, so she was not in the mood to answer her letter. After about a month, she really can't wait. She thought it impossible for her mother to forget her affairs for so long.

Yining came to the courier company again. She was received by a young man: little girl, by express? The young man asked her kindly.

Yes, Xiao Yining said.

All right. The young man said and took a courier: fill in the name and address.

Write about heaven. Can you receive it? Liu Yining is more cautious this time.

Heaven, of course not. Everyone there is dead. The young man said it without thinking, and then he felt uncomfortable and added: In fact, God can receive it sometimes.

Xiao Yining's tears swirled in her eyes: Can only Uncle Yang save them?

The young man was cheated, too, and nodded at once: Yes, yes, yes.

Do you know where he is? Xiao Yining asked again.

Where is it? Knowing that he was wrong, the young man scratched his head and didn't know how to answer.

It's Uncle Yang. He used to deliver express every day. Xiao Yining cried and said.

Oh, oh, oh, it's him. He is in the hospital, just opposite the central hospital. The young man stammered.

Before he could finish, Xiao Yining had rushed out of the door. The hospital is not far from here. She ran to the hospital soon.

She began to search from room to room for a long time. Finally, she was so tired that she fell asleep in the chair in the corridor.

In a daze, Yining saw her uncle Yang shivering in front of her and almost fell down. She quickly grabbed Yang's hand and said, Uncle, what's wrong with you? I want you to send a courier to my mother.

Yang shook his head feebly. In fact, he knew that his illness was incurable, but he still smiled and said, Yi Ning, my uncle probably can't help you. However, uncle, there is one last thing here, which was given to you by your mother.

Yining nodded, Yang Ling Yining returned to the ward, took out a big express box from the bed and handed it to Yining.

Let's watch it at home. Yang said to him. Then he also began to go through the discharge formalities. Yining helped him and wanted to send him home. He waved his hand and said, go home quickly. Grandma will be in a hurry.

Yining can read now. She opened the big package and put some cards and a letter in it.

Dear Ningning:

Forgive mom, I can't take care of you, but I still love you. I have saved this money for a long time, and I will give it to your school in the future. The password is 666888. Mom will be very busy from now on, and we have grown up. I hope you study hard and be a good girl. Mom misses you very much!

Love your mother.

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Yining took her mother's letter and looked at the cards in the box. She didn't know what to do, so she told her grandmother everything. Grandma never knew that her granddaughter would communicate with her mother in this way, and she probably guessed that the money should be Yang's savings.

She found the home of Yang and Xiao Yining according to the directions of the staff of the courier company. Yang was lying alone in bed with a big snakeskin bag beside the bed. All the bags are filled with gifts from Yining for her mother. The present overflowed from the bag and spilled all over the floor.

Yining cried and shouted: Uncle Uncle. Yang didn't wake up.

There is no express delivery from Grandpa Yang before the corner of the community, and there is no back of Grandpa driving in the streets and alleys of the city. I can't see uncle's smiling face on a rainy morning, and his love has gone to heaven.

Yining followed grandma to deal with Yang's funeral. The cleaner and some couriers also came. After sorting out Yang's relics, they found one express bill after another in the drawer, all of which were reserved for Yining, and he recorded all the express money Yining paid.

There is no mother's messenger in the world, but there is a messenger of love in heaven ...