65 year old Lao Tai delivers the package to the courier on foot everyday.
the Chutian city newspaper Yuan Xiangzhen has been 65 years old, it should have been to enjoy the age of happiness. But 3 years ago, the fate of her and her son was dragged into a cycle of "making money - making money - making money", which was endless. In order to pay off her debts, she served as a courier and could not ride an electric car. He carried hundreds of express parcels every day, and trudged through the streets of Wuchang.
earn less than the speed of debt growth
"shut your eyes and think that this debt will never end." But as long as your eyes are open, you have to go all out to do it. Yuan Xiangzhen said that at the end of each month is the day of debt repayment. At this point, she was too anxious to sleep. She often sat on the deck chair all night and pondered for whom to borrow money.
in December 31, 2013, son went out of debt for two days. She wanted her son to go home safely, after thinking about the night, early in the morning to ring her eyes and call her husband for help. Less than half an hour, 3000 yuan was in her account. This is the second time that Comrade Yuan Xiangzhen remitted money in a week, and last time he remitted 10 thousand yuan.
usually, Yuan Xiangzhen won't always be so lucky, she can borrow money from a few friends, "now even relatives and she are embarrassed to speak."
the debt owed by the family originated in 1999. At that time, Yuan Xiangzhen's wife suffered from cancer. The treatment of one year spent all his savings and sales, and he owed tens of thousands of dollars in debt. Her son wanted to pay his debts as soon as possible, and borrowed money to do business with his friends. 3 years ago, because she could not borrow any money, she had no choice but to borrow 100 thousand yuan from the company. Although she and her son send monthly express income nearly 10000 yuan, but still can not match the speed of debt growth. Today, the debt has been doubled to 160 thousand yuan.
Yuan Xiangzhen had diabetes for more than 10 years and was injected insulin every day. In order to save money, she learned to give herself an injection, and also reduced her daily dose of 26 units to 20 units. Her feet were swollen. "I can't take care of that much, as long as this old life is still there." She said.
with his son's name as the oldest express man
9 a.m., Yuan Xiangzhen arrived at the bank to take out the remittance of 3000 yuan and carefully put it on his body. After that, she ran to the sub station of a courier company on the North China road. "It's late!" One stop can't catch up, the rear end can't catch up! " She ran as she ran.
9:30 Xu, she arrived at the sub site. The other couriers have already taken their goods away, leaving her alone. "She is always slow. But older people are safe and eat hard. " Mr. Chen, the taller, told reporters that Yuan Xiangzhen was the oldest express man in the station, and he got the job in the name of his son. It contracted from the Wuchang Oriole road to the East Lake road in the pear orchard and the unit and the unit.
she has a bachelor's degree in finance and accounting, and has worked in a public institution for decades. Before the courier, she had also worked for nannies, cleaners and supermarket promoters, but were refused.
after carrying and scanning nearly a hundred pieces of express, Yuan Xiangzhen pulled out only 30 yuan from his handbag, hired a small van and shipped the goods down to the rental housing in the East Pavilion.
just got off the bus, she met two people who came home to pay debts. One was her son's friend, and she went away with a few words of greeting; the other was borrowing money from the company, and she did not dare to greet her.
she and the courier Li Shifu hired to split the goods into two. Soon, Li Shifu's electric car suddenly moved away, and she put the rest of the cargo in a big black bag.
after a few minutes, she stood up and lifted the bag. The lifting belt of the woven bag was deep into her cotton padded clothes. Her body leaned forward as if she were pulling a car, and struggled forward.
she walks very fast, only when the belt slips down, will she stop to step up the bag. "You can't rest. If you break your waist, you will be soft. You can't move any more." She said.
the love of others is warm to run the wave
two stops distance, Yuan Xiangzhen arrived in the morning of the location - a unit of East Lake Road downstairs. She took off the old wool cap and scarf, and her gray hair was soaked with sweat. She poured the express in the bag onto the floor and began calling the receiver one by one. Despite wearing glasses, when she checks the phone number on the express order, she still needs to see the express order before she can see it.
here, she often meets other express companies' couriers, and everyone takes care of her. A young man often uses his mobile phone to call her on the phone; a woman courier often uses electric cars to carry her goods. When she sends her express to the stairs, some couriers will help her to sign the bill. The door keeper of this unit sometimes keeps her express for her, so that she can go back early; when it rains, she will sit on the windowsill under the eaves and shelter from the rain.
waiting for the receiver's gap, Yuan Xiangzhen sat down by the roadside and doze off. "At this time of day, it's the most comfortable time to rest, and to bask in the sun." She said.
in order to save money, she seldom eats at noon. Sometimes, the recipient will bring her bread and milk tea to quench her thirst. Every time she was embarrassed to pick up, they had to force her hand. When they turn around and leave, she will find the name of the other person from the courier list.
Yuan Xiangzhen received the biggest gift of all was a bucket of cooking oil. A young man surnamed Liang went out and went out to work until she went back to the unit. She saw a single express in the wind. She apologized and sent her oil to her. She resolutely refused to pick up. Trabecula was anxious and said, "we don't eat oil!" Turn around and go. The old man knew that it was an excuse and could not catch up, so he had to bring the oil back home. Later, she often talked to others about the name of trabecula, and said, "how nice others are!" When
told reporters about the story, she added with concern: "does his daughter-in-law know whether she will be unhappy? Such a valuable thing... "
Mother's instinct let her choose to bite her teeth and insist on
at noon, Yuan Xiangzhen arrived at the bank to receive 3000 yuan from the morning to a designated account. Her expression relaxed a lot: without accident, her son would be able to go home in the afternoon.
2:30 p.m., she returned home again, carrying second packages of express mail to another unit on the road to East Lake. At 4:30, the express is all finished. At that moment, his son had gone home, and when he saw him, Yuan Xiangzhen suddenly collapsed and collapsed in a chair. He looked at his son and his eyes were full of tears. My son did not speak much. After greeting, he went out to receive express delivery. "He must have been asleep for a couple of nights," he said. She speaks to herself.
Yuan Xiangzhen's rental housing is located on the first floor, one bedroom, one hall, and the light is dim. There are two beds in the bedroom, and the two women sleep in each other. In the middle, there is a thin wire hanging with clothes on it, which is divided.
"I thought of running and thinking of death." Yuan Xiangzhen said, "but what am I going to do when I leave? What do you do with the money you owe a good number of people... I can only bite my teeth and do it with my life. I'm afraid I can't do it any day... "
recently, she heard that an old friend had been cut off after diabetes for many years. She did not know when her day would come, nor did she dare to think about it. At the moment, she just wants to stay in front of her son and give him some fragile protection in the most difficult days of debt repayment every month.