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Chapter 429 Almost missed something important

The cow looked out the car window at the dilapidated houses on both sides of the road. She didn't expect that there were places in Sichuan with such difficult conditions.

"It's not too late to regret now."

I told the cow that the journey down there was even more difficult and there was no electricity in the mountains. If she regretted it, we would send her to a guest house in the county town.

Cow rolled his eyes. He was here to help, not to travel. Besides, he was just looking at these houses and thinking of his mother and grandpa.

When Dai Niu was young, Uncle Ding would take her to the countryside every year to pay homage to her late grandfather and mother. There were many dilapidated houses like this there.

"Stop! Stop! Turn around and go back to the county town and go to the post office!"

Chujiu slowed down and then flicked on the spot, looking at me in confusion as to why he suddenly became so excited. The cow sitting in the back row was thrown to the other end of the seat, screaming to take care of Chujiu.

"Letter, the letter that grandpa and uncle left for us. I want to write to grandpa for help!"

Chu Jiu's eyes lit up and he speeded up the car happily. How could he have forgotten this matter before? Master Qin's letter said that if he encounters an unresolved matter involving life and death, he must seek help from his grandfather.

At the county post office, I spent one yuan to buy a brown envelope with two pages of letter paper inside.

I picked up the pen on the table and wrote a few lines, then stuffed it into the envelope and carefully sealed it.

The staff told us that the fastest express registered letter, from here to Xishan in Shanxi, would take about ten days at the fastest.

"Ten days is too slow, the day lilies are already cold."

Chujiu asked the staff if there was a faster way, even if it cost more money. The staff shook his head apologetically, except for the train transportation, the rest of the way had to rely on cars and bicycles.

I took out the red book issued by the department from my pocket and looked at Chujiu, wondering if anyone in the small county could recognize this thing.

"Take this and show it to your leader. Maybe he can find a way to break it."

Chu Jiu handed the red book to the staff, looked back at me, and could only treat a dead horse as a living horse.

After a while, a middle-aged man with gray hair hurried over with the staff. He was slightly surprised when he saw us and warmly invited us to his office.

"In this small place, there are probably not many people who can recognize this certificate."

The middle-aged man introduced us that his ability to sit in the position of director had a lot to do with this little guy.

When he was young, he was still a messenger, and there was a young man about his age who also came to ask for help with this ID.

"I remember that I wanted to deliver a letter to the capital."

The gray-haired director looked out the window and recalled the scene at that time. There was only one transport truck from the county town to Panzhihua every week. When the young people came, the transport truck left the day before.

The young man seemed to have something very urgent. He took out two 40-tael food stamps and a meat stamp from his pocket. He offered these as thanks to anyone who could help deliver this letter to Panzhihua.

There were only four messengers in total at that time. Although the other three's eyes lit up when they saw the food stamps and meat stamps, considering that this place was nearly three hundred miles away from Panzhihua, they still shook their heads and refused.

The director looked at the man of similar age to himself, and for some reason suddenly had an idea in his mind that he must help him.

So I took the envelope from the man, and there was no place that China Post could not deliver it.

Just when he was about to get on the bicycle, the young man stuffed the food stamps and meat stamps into the chief's pocket, said he believed him, and asked his name.

In this way, the director, who was still a messenger at the time, spent sixteen hours on his bicycle from the county post office to the city post office.

"You can't understand that feeling. When I got off the bus, my butt and balls didn't even belong to me."

When the gray-haired director said this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and it felt like a young man talking about his sore balls every day, and his skull ached with every step he took.

The messenger brought back a package of letters from the city to be delivered along the way, and it took him three full days to complete the delivery of the package.

About a month later, the transport truck from the city was accompanied by the city director. The director brought an appointment letter from the county post office and directly promoted the young messenger to deputy director, with a salary increase of one yuan and two cents.

"Boss, is the young man you are talking about called Ji Laman?"

The gray-haired director trembled and stared at Chujiu in surprise. Chujiu grinned and Gila was his grandfather.

"Isn't Ji La's grandson called Chujiu Man? Why does your notebook say Qin Feng?"

The director took out two water glasses from his desk and said with a smile that his surname was Sun. He had not seen Ji La for several years. The last time he met, Ji La said that his grandson was going to Chongqing to go to university.

Chu Jiu took out his red book. This one belongs to him. The one held by the director is Guo Guo's.

Seeing that Director Sun was about to help us pour water and make tea, I quickly stopped him. I had to leave after finishing the work, and there were still urgent things to do.

Director Sun heard that we were going to send the letter to a mountainous area in Shanxi. He frowned and thought about it. It would indeed take a lot of time. Then he asked me if the content of the letter was confidential. If it was not confidential, he could think about it.

Method.

"Try not to let as many people know as possible."

Director Sun took out a small address book from his pocket and flipped through page after page with a serious expression. He found that there was a colleague in Shanxi who had participated in training in the capital with him.

"I found it, it's this number, starting with 0357."

Director Sun meant to contact his colleague in Shanxi by phone, tell him the content of the letter, and ask him to help find a way to send the content to Xishan.

This method can indeed save a lot of time. I opened the envelope and left the letter paper and address with Director Sun.

"Uncle Sun, don't worry about your son. There will be a good result."

When I said goodbye to Director Sun, I told him from the information on his face that his son should have had a change in job transfer recently, which was a good sign for his promotion.

"How's it going? Is everything taken care of?"

The cow sat in the car and waited for us for a long time, looking a little bored.

When she saw us returning to the car, she first told us that she saw the colorful van again, followed by a similarly colorful Beijing jeep, rushing towards us on the way back.

"Wow, hurry up, hurry up, it must be Qingxi Sa."

Chujiu excitedly hit the accelerator. He finally had a chance to test the effect of the rear wing he had installed. There was no road like this in Chongqing for him to test drive.

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