The epidemic is at home, and the most anxious thing is vegetables. A small colleague lives in Beicai, staying at home for three weeks, instant noodles have to be eaten, she also has a three-year-old daughter, and mr. lives on duty. She asked for help in the circle of friends. I think of Yuan Jianguo, a brother in a reading group, who has a small farm in Chongming called Shanshuyuan, and before the Spring Festival, he asked me to cut a few pieces of paper in the Year of the Tiger, and later he gave back a bag of snow and a chicken. I pickled pickles in the snow and wrote an essay on "Three Sticks Each Time" on the basis of the title and published it in the Luminous Cup.
On April 6, I made countless phone calls to Lao Yuan and sent countless WeChat, but the phone did not get through, and WeChat did not reply. Until ten o'clock in the evening, the phone was answered, and he told me that he was delivering food in Minhang and went down the highway to the gate. I almost begged him to help the mother and daughter of Beicai. He grunted hoarsely, "I haven't eaten lunch, and today I'm going to deliver it to midnight." "Promise to add one tomorrow."
At twelve o'clock in the evening, I made a phone call to confirm. He told me that since Chongming was sealed on April 1, he had received a request from a renovation company in Shanghai to rush to work for the Fang Cabin Hospital to deliver more than 1,000 dishes to the employees' families, and these addresses were scattered across more than a thousand house numbers in more than a dozen districts of the city. He urgently applied for a permit for the Municipal Commission of Commerce to "prevent epidemic prevention and supply", but the original four drivers all lived in the city and were sealed at home, and the boss could only fight on his own.
More than twenty peasants were urgently mobilized to help, the chickens screamed all over the place, and Mrs. Yuan took a group of old mothers and uncles of about seventy years old, sorted the vegetables, packed the eggs, caught the live chickens, sent the stalls to simmer the hair, and then transported back to the open chamber and bagged. At seven o'clock, a van was already stuffed with gaps, and Old Yuan hurriedly carried Chongming cake to the car.
Chongming Chen Bridge crossed the Yangtze River Bridge tunnel for more than 30 kilometers, and he delivered more than 1,000 dishes in three days. Once, at two o'clock in the middle of the night, I rushed to the airport town, detoured countless corners, and finally saw an old couple waiting on the side of the road. When Master Yuan's mother went down with the vegetables, old Yuan Nei got out of the car urgently, and his feet were so weak that he fell to his knees with exhaustion. The old couple looked at the old Yuan couple, who were also full of silver hair: "But I don't know, your life is also important!" God will write it in the book, good people are good rewards! Old Yuan said: "It's worth it, it's worth it." ”
In fact, Lao Yuan was originally the "boss", there was a sheet metal factory in the city, and there were two supermarkets. In 2010, he wanted to live a pastoral leisure life, renting 86 acres of land in Chongming, raising chickens and ducks, planting rice and vegetables, meeting friends, and fishing. The country days are relaxed and happy, but they have encountered the epidemic. Originally thought that Chongming was also sealed, simply stopped the regular delivery work, did not expect, suddenly appeared countless friends, hit his phone, asked him to come out of the horse to deliver food to the emergency. Old Yuan looked at his wife, who was two years younger than him, rubbed his hands and said, "No way, they are all friends." Master Yuan said: "After following Nong in this life, I will continue to toss." ”
That being said, Master Yuan did not trust her husband to drive alone, and she forced her husband to sleep until six o'clock, accompanied by her, and then brought chewing gum, golden oil and a large pot of coffee to prevent fatigue driving. Old Yuan drove, Master Yuan was responsible for the phone call, always had to walk 500 kilometers a day, and burned a full 60 liters of oil every day. Every time you encounter a high-speed rest station on the toilet, buy some water at noon to eat snacks, dinner must be eaten after returning home in the middle of the night, as the saying goes, "eat more midnight meals, eat less Chinese New Year's Eve meals", sixty-year-old Yuan, tired at home and even do not want to take a bath.
At this time, the epidemic situation is more urgent, and the district and town leaders in Chongming hope that he will meet the local needs first; the villagers hope that he will not go to the city and worry about the risk of infection; the son hopes that his parents will be safe and at home... Old Yuan still said: "They are all friends, this Chen Guang does not help, it really becomes a wine and meat friend everywhere, and no one will save it at a critical juncture." The couple decided to "do the good guys to the end." In fact, if Lao Yuan accepts group purchases, more than fifty copies are sent, as long as six addresses are sent, at least 600 copies can be sent a day, and the economic benefits have greatly increased, and the fatigue level has been greatly reduced. But for these "friends" who came out, they served as the courier brother who sent directly door to door.
On the 15th, one of my literary friends called and told me that her friend, an old couple living in Yangpu District, watched the family's supplies decrease day by day, and they would not grab vegetables on their mobile phones, "Last night after dinner, I was with my wife to eat together, and I didn't grab anything. No fish, no meat, no ingredients, no vegetables, no fruits, no rice, no smoke, no wine, no tea, no weakness and no spirit, boredom..." My friend was in a hurry and asked me to ask Old Yuan to go to the rescue. I can only ask Old Yuan to "add" again. He agreed again, "Count as friends."
The next day, he gave priority to delivering vegetables to Yangpu's house. When Master Yuan wore a big white dress and handed the dish over the railing, a handful of snow-white bangs fluttered in the spring wind. A friend of a friend held the cabbage and was stunned with tears in his eyes. "I thought it was the courier brother who sent it, and it turns out that you are also retired old brothers."
"There will be a period after the epidemic, after the epidemic, come to my Chongming Farm and sit down." Old Yuan waved his finger at the phone number on the bag and hurried to the road again. My friend insisted that I pay 500 yuan of vegetable money to Old Yuan, and Old Yuan refused to accept it, only charging 168 yuan of vegetable gold, plus ten yuan of express delivery fee, with a total price of 178 yuan. It contains ten pounds of vegetables plus ten eggs, and a self-raised free-range chicken with more than three pounds. "I discussed with my wife, this time all at the usual price, my temper is like this."
Tigers and leopards walk alone, and cattle and sheep flock. Old Yuan belongs to the cattle and is good to fit in. The cow is mild in nature and does not know how much strength he has. But we saw old Yuan's cow temper and bullishness, and I upgraded Old Yuan from a friend to a housemate of Chongming. (Xin Xuguang)
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