Most of the children's families do not have a passbook in hand, so Ms. Yang Jiewen's donation can only be remitted through the post office, although this remittance method is very safe, but filling out the remittance form is a huge workload, for a private entrepreneur, time is the life of the enterprise. And the delay time on the way to send money through the post office is very long, ten days a week or even half a month. Ms. Yang Jiewen does not want too many people to know that she is doing charity out of her own feelings, and it is contrary to her original intention to make a big fanfare.

This is an out-and-out contradiction, and it is difficult to hide every remittance from the post office, but there is no better way to replace this behavior, and Ms. Yang Jiewen is distressed by this.

When she returned to her company, she began to feel physically and mentally exhausted, and she had to rest for the whole day. The next morning, she took out a sum of money from her other passbook and came to the post office, she filled in for a long time before filling in the remittance forms, and the little girl at the post office looked at her without concealing it, although she didn't say anything, but the little girl's attitude has explained the problem.

Soon, Ms. Yang received a number of letters from these impoverished areas.

This morning, Yang Jiewen received as many as five letters, and the crooked font written on the envelopes made Ms. Yang Jiewen feel very excited, and she could not calm down for a long time.

She didn't dare to open the letters in her office, she was afraid that she would not be able to control her emotions. Every day, different clients come to her office to visit her and talk to her about business. She can't shed tears in front of her guests, which would leave a bad impression on the customer.

Yang Jiewen is going to take these letters home to read after work. She now put them all away in the drawer, these envelopes of different sizes, or yellow or white, are stored in the hearts of hot children, Yang Jiewen hopes that these children will get rid of poverty and hardship as soon as possible, return to the innocent fairy tale world, hope that they can be like the children in the eastern coastal cities full of happy life, even if there is no colorful life of these children in the city, Then at least she can imitate the carefree life of children in coastal villages, which is also what she wants.

In the evening, Yang Jiewen retired from some entertainment, and she sat in her room and opened the letters. These five letters are now neatly placed in front of her, and before she began to open them, Yang Jiewen was still entangled for a long time: should she open the yellow envelope first? Or do you want to open the white envelope first? It can be said that none of these things matter, what matters is what kind of mood you are in to read the contents of the letter when the envelope is opened. What did the children want to tell her in the letter? Is it to report the joy after receiving the remittance, or to report the study results at this stage? Do you tell about the changes in your family or hope that you can give more help to his or her family?

Finally, Yang Jiewen decided to open these letters from the top down at will and let it be! Yang Jiewen thought so, and she began to open the letters on the desk.

The first letter was opened, and the first letter came into view, in a very clean handwriting. Although the handwriting is not very standardized, the handwriting is very clear, which shows that this is a very serious child, who attaches great importance to writing letters to Ms. Yang Jiewen and respects Aunt Yang Jiewen.

Yang Jiewen was excited, and the letter began like this:

"Dear Aunt Yang Jiewen, I am Hao Meiling, a poor student in the fourth grade of Shancho Primary School in Jincun Township, I am very happy that the school transferred me the 300 yuan you sent me from the post office today, I took it home after school and handed it to my mother, and my mother was moved to tears."

"Aunt Yang, my mother said, such a good person, she is still the first time to meet, the family has this money, my mother is going to buy medicine for my grandmother tomorrow, and buy me a little school supplies by the way, she said, the rest will not dare to mess up, I actually really hope that my mother will go to the village to cut a little meat this time, do not hide Aunt Yang, my family has not eaten meat for more than three months, I really want to eat a piece of sweet pork."

"Aunt Yang, our teacher said that you are also very busy, but for the sake of us children in the poor mountainous areas, you have come to us from thousands of miles and suffered a lot. Finally, I wish you health and happiness! ”

The following is the name, and the name is also very interesting, it reads: Hao Meiling, a poor student in primary school, April 11.

Ms. Yang received her letter on April 22, 11 days after Ms. Hao wrote it. This time is a bit long, and Yang Jiewen doesn't know if the letter was delayed on the road for a few days or if Hao Meiling's children didn't send it in time after writing the letter.

Then open the second letter, the second letter is a little blurry compared to the first letter, many places have been scribbled and changed, the sentences are not smooth, and the text organization ability is extremely poor, maybe this is the first time he has written a letter to others, or, this child has poor reading grades, but he is very polite or more respectful to Yang Jiewen, which can be reflected from his name for Yang Jiewen.

He called Yang Jiewen Mother Yang, this title almost moved Yang Jiewen to cry, what a kind and lovely child, a childlike heart flashing with the light of hope.

The child's name Yang Jiewen was almost unremarkable, so she took out her notebook to compare it, and finally found the child's information, he was a third-grade student at another school, named Li Diyi. In her notebook, she remembered that the child had lost his mother since he was a child, his father was sick, his family was extremely difficult, his academic performance was poor, and he often missed school for no reason.

Then he began to open the third and fourth letters, the contents of which were all similar, some called Aunt Yang, Sister Yang, and some called her Aunt Yang.

Yang Jiewen read all the letters, the mood can not be calm for a long time, she must write a reply to each child at night, while encouraging these children to study hard, but also hope to make friends with these children, I hope that these children can read and live happily in the future, love their homeland, and tell her in time if there are any difficulties, she will provide them with help as much as she can. She comforted the children to go to school with confidence and overcome difficulties together.

For these children who are supported by her, Yang Jiewen will regularly send them school supplies and money. Yang Jiewen promised these children that as long as they study hard, no matter what university these children are admitted to in the future, she will help them and will never ignore them. Aunt Yang has only one purpose, hoping that they will become talents as soon as possible.