The takeaway brother said helplessly.

Some time ago, one received a contribution from Wuhan takeaway.

Takeaway, a profession that shuttles between cities even if the bus stops.

He recorded Wuhan in his own eyes in the form of self-report. The deepest and truest. The following is the story he wrote.

Anyone who has done takeout knows that the salary in this line is high, but it is bitter.

In a hurry, traffic accidents are easy to happen. Be looked down upon and not understood everywhere. ? I entered this industry for a high salary. I don't want to rest at ordinary times.

On the first day of 2020, I gave myself a half-day holiday. ?

I bought two bags of daily necessities in Zhongyuan Square first. The queue is long and slow, because some old people are used to using cash. Now that mobile payment is so popular, I don't think cashiers are in a hurry to change it. ?

There is a light show by the Yangtze River in the evening, and I went with my brother and nephew. There were so many people that I soon separated from them. Across the river is Hankou River Beach, where the lights are much brighter than here.

Many people make a wish with their fists, perhaps in the hope that the new year will be better. ?

?

I stayed for a while and then went back to sleep. I don't like crowded places very much.

Once I was half joking with my brother: You give me a room, some books, seal the doors and windows, and leave a hole on the door to eat. I can play inside for seven days. ?

It is dusty to deliver food on the road every day. Wuhan is demolished everywhere and roads are built everywhere, but I don't like wearing masks.

Sometimes the naked eye can see that the dust is really arrogant, so I cover it with my hands for the time being. I also know that self-deception is either a good hygiene habit or an unwillingness to change.

I know I'm definitely not alone I can see people spitting almost every day.

Sometimes I'm in a hurry and want to bypass the pedestrians on the left. When he fails, it will bring you the next rain and thunderstorm in Mao Mao. ?

65438+1October 15, the company forced me to take a day off because of the rest. I was forced to run around Hankou. I didn't watch much news at that time, otherwise I wouldn't have gone to Hankou, which is too close to the seafood market in South China.

But what can I do after reading it? There's really nothing to see in the news. It's often just two or three sentences and one piece of news.

It snowed harder and harder that day and didn't mean to stop. I spent a book in the bookstore outside the house. I heard that Mob is durable, so I spent an afternoon with it.

When I came home at night, my brother asked me if I had visited the bookstore again and asked the mob how much it cost. Brother smiled and said to his nephew, Look at your uncle, he saved 40 yuan in one afternoon. ?

With 40 yuan of happiness, I soon slept like a pig.

By the way, it was 65438+ 10/5, the subway, the street, the pub to quench your thirst and the bookstore to rest assured. I don't remember anyone wearing a mask. ?

65438+1October 2 1, the company held an early meeting, and the management said that employees in Wuhan area must wear masks before taking up their posts. The manager threw a big bag of masks on the table and left. I went to get one, and some people didn't.

I realized that something was wrong and quickly watched the news.

Strange diseases are exposed in the seafood market in South China. Experts say there will be no interpersonal communication. Zhong Nanshan said there was interpersonal communication ... I heard the news. Why did the two experts say differently? Look again. Oh, the date of the original news is different. I saw old news.

Is today the news of last year? I went to get another mask. ?

2 1 Near the end of the year, businesses are engaged in various activities, which is the time when takeout is busy making money. When people are busy, they may not think so much. Although I brought an extra mask than my colleagues, I forgot to wear it when I was busy. ?

65438+1the morning meeting on October 22nd, the situation is different again.

The management department requires everyone to disinfect with hand sanitizer when they return to the station. The plague is not much, but more about the usual set, what problems existed in the delivery process yesterday, and what is the goal today.

Everyone wears masks, and some people smoke with masks half pulled. Also said that friends circle said that smoking and drinking can burn the virus.

The whole box of disinfectant was on the ground and no one opened it. It seems that I ran more than 300 yuan that day. ?

People who do manual labor are particularly prone to fall asleep, so the day has passed in a daze. ?

65438+1On October 23rd, the fryer at the site was closed. Wuhan is closed.

In fact, the foreign employees have almost left, and the rest are people who are preparing to spend the New Year in Wuhan. As soon as the disinfectant was unpacked, everyone stuffed it into their pockets and was ready to roll up their sleeves and wash their hands at any time. ?

Something really happened. Something terrible happened. In hindsight, it suddenly occurred to me that, in fact, I had already seen the news of the accident in South China seafood market in1February. ?

I have to say that everyone is still optimistic. After a heated panic discussion, a veteran of the website, Shan Wang Yueyue, raised his voice: I'm not afraid of anything. It's just such bad luck that makes us sick!

Another colleague echoed that infectious diseases are so terrible that even if they are caught, someone will take care of them. They should go to work and sleep. ?

But from that day on, the scene gradually quieted down and fewer people spoke. ?

There are no people on the road, and there are not many cars. In the past, time was tight, and it was inevitable that I would be impetuous when I saw traffic jams, and sometimes I would run red lights.

Now that the street is almost empty, I won't run the red light, because this time my opponent is not time, but death. ?

I am a little different from the people around me. I guess the worst result first.

On October 30th, about 65438+/kloc-0, I had a phone call with my friend, and I said that if not, the living expenses of the two children would help me out until they had a new father. The friend said, fuck off. ?

Except for a few big supermarkets, almost all the businesses are closed. There is a supermarket, and the loudspeaker at the door plays circularly: no cash in case of emergency. ?

Wuhan is different every day.

65438+1before October 23, we need to deliver the goods easily. In other words, the goods should be delivered to the customers.

After that, we started contactless delivery. Either at the customer's door or downstairs. Some customers will take the initiative to tell you, please don't go upstairs, put it downstairs, I'll be right down when you are busy. ?

On February 2, my colleague said that it was unsafe to press the elevator by hand and wear gloves. You'd better press it with the key. ?

On February 3, we stopped going upstairs and getting into the elevator. ?

Just received the notice from the group, it is best to keep a distance of 1.5m to 2m from the customer. Someone in the group immediately said that it is best not to meet. ?

In fact, the delivery time passes quickly. Because every time you send a single order, there is a tight time limit. After receiving the order, you must immediately have a route plan in your mind, race against time, race against fines, and race against bad reviews.

From 23rd to today, time began to run heavily, and I could hear it breathing in the mask. ?

After the outbreak, we have never seen a difficult customer again. Everyone is polite and timid.

But the fox's tail can't be hidden after all.

These days, we let our customers go downstairs to pick up the goods. Some hope that we can understand and continue to go upstairs, while others say that I can't go downstairs without wearing a mask. A customer is even more unique. I went out to walk the dog, not at home. Just put it in front of my house. ?

I really see people walking dogs in the street, people who occasionally run with masks, and people who resolutely don't wear masks. ?

I have said so much, you may think I am calm.

But since my colleague said to press the elevator with the key, I have firmly remembered it. Although the delivery does not go upstairs, there are always some exceptions.

I sent a bill that day, and before I got downstairs, the customer called me and said it was for my mother. Now that their community is closed, I can't visit my mother and ask me to send it upstairs anyway.

I really really don't want to go upstairs. I really, really can't bear to refuse.

I pressed the elevator, ready to put the takeaway at the door and knock on the door before she opened the door. I bent down to put the takeout, and the door creaked open. I smiled awkwardly at her and left.

When I got into the elevator, I pressed it, and my brain was dizzy. I pressed the elevator with my finger! Lying in the trough, I didn't bring hand sanitizer. I keep that index finger out alone, not next to other fingers.

Get on the electric car, drive at a medium speed and come back slowly. When I arrived at the scene, this index finger was hot and cold. I washed it alone with disinfectant, washed it again, and washed my hands again.

These days, everyone often summarizes the epidemic situation in the community. Everyone should be told which community is available. Scared and scared.

Someone said on the internet that you are so brave to deliver takeout and pay tribute to your little brother. I am not brave at all. After work every night, you can only turn on CCTV news, read more good news and be brave. ?

20 19 in autumn in Wuhan, there is a lot of rain. I remember writing a poem called Twins in October.

After work that day, I took off two layers of raincoats and only one set hung on the door handle. The other set is on the chair. This reminds me of my two children. I put on dry and warm clothes, which made me suffer from rainy days.

I wear a raincoat when it rains?

I'll wear two raincoats when it's too late?

Stick to your hands. A pair of gloves?

Hang a pair of gloves on the heater?

I want to set the alarm clock at night?

Can't get up, can I just order two?

A small goal every day?

If I can't finish it, then I'll work two jobs?

Want to eat pie when you get up?

Not enough to eat. Repeat at noon?

The postman knocked on the door twice?

And leave?

The security guard always opens the door twice?

Impatient?

The other time, too

Please close your eyes when it is dark.

Sleep, just once this time?

Now, in the future, in this life, I will never write such a poem again. I don't want to complain unnecessarily anymore.

I'm still alive on this lonely island. I can also shout "Come on, Wuhan" to make myself emotional.

Those unfortunate people can no longer order takeout.

# Message: What you really saw in the epidemic #