JINGWAH times
road meeting "customer", Lao Dong directly handed the newspaper hand.
on the way to deliver newspapers, Lao Dong hummed his operas.
met the general iron gate, and the newspaper caught the door.
in the horse village of Shenjiaying town in Yanqing County, Beijing, the 78 year old Dong Baishan was called "old Dong Shu" by the villagers as "old branch book", and a kind and interesting name, "the old newspaper boy".
in 2003, Dong Baishan happened to go to the village committee and found a stack of newspapers and letters on his desk. Because the villagers were busy with farming, no one picked them up, so he quietly sent newspapers and letters to the door from door to door. From that day on, Dong Baishan began volunteering newspaper delivery, which was 8 years.
newspapers in the village come late, sometimes before noon. "Don't let the newspaper stay overnight, otherwise the news will become old news. It looks boring." As soon as the newspaper came, Dong Baishan began to work. After careful collation, he put the newspaper on a woman's bicycle and pushed it on.
"Lao Li", the Yanqing newspaper of your home. Lao Wang, your home "Beijing suburb daily"...
"Uncle ah, let's have some water at home." A villager invites Dong Baishan enthusiastically.
"no, there are many houses behind it. I'm leaving!" This sentence has become the standard "working language" when Dong Baishan sent newspapers and periodicals.
delivery seems simple, but it is actually cumbersome and requires a lot of effort. "The villagers are usually very busy, usually only lunch and dinner at home, so, I have to take advantage of the noon to send, or delay others to read the newspaper, read the letter."
every time a newspaper is delivered, Dong Baishan will carry a little book, which is full of the subscription of newspapers by the neighbors. "People are old and have a bad memory." In order not to make mistakes, Dong Baishan occasionally opened his book to take a look. 40 minutes later, Dong Baishan delivered the last newspaper. "The task is done." Dong Baishan went home on his bicycle, humming the red model operas.
after dinner, Dong Po Shan leaned on the sofa and read the newspaper with his old "one legged" mirror that accompanied him for many years. "I don't have any special interests. I like reading newspapers and listening to the radio at ordinary times."
to see the newspaper, the old mirror only left one leg is also going to wear, the old man's simplicity can be seen.
the story behind
the old man helped send the newspaper to a farewell
"the old man. Are you happy every day in these years?" in the face of the reporter's problem, the old man was suddenly silent.
in December 6, 2008, a heavy cold poured down Dong Po Shan in bed. The intimate old man was afraid that he would send the newspaper down to the ground and secretly picked up the newspaper to send it to him. But who thought that this was a farewell. On the way to the newspaper, his wife suddenly had myocardial infarction and fell on the snow. His wife hurried away without leaving a last word, surrounded by scattered newspapers.
the next few days, there was no shadow of Dong Baishan and a cordial message on the horse's Village street. All the villagers thought he would never send it again. He did not expect Dong Baishan to finish the news of his wife.
"the village people depend on the newspapers to learn about the outside affairs, and give them a message. As long as the body is good, I'll keep it off.
Author: Zhou Xin