Sister of remittance to his son

□ Hu Youzhi

That day, I went to the post office to withdraw money. A white -haired elder sister came to me and said to me, "Little brother, help me, help me fill in a remittance list, I don't understand, can't afford it." Seeing her sincere words, I was working hard, and I agreed quickly.

The elder sister told me that she wanted to remit money to his son. His son worked in the farm and his son was Chen Bojie. I told her to call his son to confirm the accuracy of the name. The elder sister shook her head straight, she couldn't remember the long string of phone numbers.

In desperation, I had to write several ways of "wave" and "Jie" on the paper, and let her distinguish her with the memory of her son's name. She pointed at "Bo" and "Jie" and said, "Yes! Yes! That's it!"

The elder sister also told me that her son and daughter -in -law worked abroad all year round, leaving her and her wife and grandson. Her wife farmed a few acres of mountains, and she was responsible for her grandson's daily life and life care, and she had to pick up the children to get out of school.

Speaking of the short things among these parents, the eldest sister showed a satisfying smile on the wrinkled face because of his work. And I was sore in my heart, thinking that the old couple helped my son to bring the child at home, and it was not easy to save money to send it to my son.

During the words, it was my elder sister's turn to handle business. I only listened to the teller and said, "Your remittance address is the same as the address of the payment list just now. That is, you take three thousand and return to one thousand, right?" "Hmm, yes!" The elder sister nodded again and again.

When he heard the dialogue, there were people who laughed in the queue, and some whispered: It was really the brain, and it was right to call to send 2,000 yuan. Why did it be so complicated.

Seeing this scene, I was happy for my eldest sister: It turned out that people sent the money sent by my son to return a part of it. One uncle said, "Oh, the sons of others are more instruments." I couldn't help saying, "Yeah, the young people now, even if they are not old." Quiet.

The elder sister went through the formalities of withdrawal and remittances, and held the remittance receipt, just like a victory, with a satisfaction and relief mood, and walked out of the post and telecommunications.

Looking at the back of the elder sister, I seemed to see a warm side: my son held his mother away from Qian Shanyao to help the remittance list, and his eyes flashed with tears. He gained not only the RMB sent by his mother, but also his parents' deep care.

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