Gregorio Lopez (Mexico)

A family lived on a hill in the valley.

Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the river at the foot of the mountain and the cornfield next to the corral. Corn is blooming and sprouting, and peas planted in the field are also blooming-this is the harvest prospect that farmers have been looking forward to for so long! At this time, what the field needs most is water. If only there could be a heavy rain, otherwise a small shower would quench the crops' thirst. Uncle Renko was so worried about the crops that he put his work aside all morning.

Observe the changes of clouds in the northeast sky carefully.

"Old woman, I think this rain is really settled."

The old lady is busy cooking, while echoing:

"It is going to rain. This is God's blessing. "

The older children are working in the fields, and the younger children are playing by the house. Ryan menstruation straight voice called them back:

"Have a meal ..."

As Uncle Lianke expected, when the family was eating, the dark clouds in the sky rolled like huge peaks, coming from the northeast quickly and getting closer and closer. Rain, big drops of ground. The air also becomes humid and cool.

Uncle Renko ran out of the house and into the corral as if looking for something. In fact, he didn't find anything, just wanted to take a bath and make himself feel better. He went back to the house. He said loudly, "God didn't rain on us, but new coins. Large 10 points, small 5 points ... "

Uncle Renko was overjoyed. He stared at the corn with thick stems and fat buds and thousands of pea flowers covered in the rain, and his face showed a happy look. ...

Suddenly, the wind suddenly blew, and large pieces of hail fell from the sky with raindrops. The glittering and translucent hail has fallen one after another, really like coins falling from the sky. The children rushed out of the house and braved the rain to pick up hail.

"Oh, no!" Uncle Lianke looked at the hail all over the sky, as if he had been punched hard, and immediately exclaimed: "This hail can't rain any more!" "

However, the hail still keeps falling. It walked underground for 1 hour, covering roofs, vegetable gardens, hillsides and fields. The whole valley is white, as if covered with a thick layer of white salt. The trees were beaten bare, leaving no leaves; The corn in the field is rotten and the peas are scattered. Uncle Renko was heartbroken. After the hail passed, he stood in his cornfield and said to the children with a sigh:

"If it was a plague of locusts, it wouldn't have come to this ... the hail didn't leave any crops! This year, we can't even get a corn and a bean ... "

Night arrival, what a sad night it is.

"Hard work, no gain!"

"No one can help us!"

"Just wait to starve to death this year ..."

In this lonely house deep in the valley, there is only one hope left in people's hearts: God help me.

"The crops seem hopeless, but we don't have to be too sad. Don't forget, God won't let us starve to death. "

"Don't starve people-that's what priests say!"

Find god to save the suffering. The fire of hope in Uncle Lianke's heart burned all night. He knew from the priest's teaching that God's eyes can see everything and God will know what people are thinking.

Uncle Lianke is strong, working in the fields like an ox, and his strength is endless. Although he is a farmer with five big and three thick, he still knows how to read. On Sunday, at first light, he got up and prayed. Convinced that there was a patron saint protecting him, he immediately picked up a pen and wrote a letter, ready to take it to the post office in the city himself.

He wrote nothing but a letter to God.

"God," he wrote, "if you don't help, our family will go hungry this year. I need 100 pesos to buy seeds and food, so that I can re-sow in the fields and maintain my life because of the hail disaster ... "

He only wrote three words on the envelope: God accepts. After he put the letter in the envelope, he went to town with a feeling of anxiety. When he arrived at the post office, he bought a stamp and stuck it on the envelope. He dropped the letter into the mailbox. There is an employee in the post office. He is both a postman and a handyman. He took out the letter sent to God from the mailbox and handed it to the foreman, but he couldn't help laughing. Where does God live? He has been a postman for so many years.

But I've never heard of God's address! The foreman is an amiable fat man. When he saw the letter, he couldn't help laughing. However, he quickly restrained his smile and stopped the letter on the table with a serious expression. He said, "What a firm belief! I hope my faith is as firm as this sender. I want to think what he thinks and explore the way of contact with God with confidence like him! "

Although this letter to God could not be delivered to God, it deeply touched the foreman. In order not to disillusion this miracle of faith, an idea rose in his heart: answer in the name of God. However, when he opened the letter, he realized that replying to the letter could not solve the problem by wasting some paper and ink and writing a few good words. However, the foreman is a strong-willed man and never breaks his word. If he says reply, he has to reply. He asked employees to donate money, and he also took out part of his salary; In addition, several of his friends happily took out the money. Because he told them it was an act of "God's love".

The foreman can't scrape together such a huge sum of money as 100 pesos. He sent Renko just over half the amount he needed. He put the money in an envelope, wrote the name and address of the recipient, and then wrote a letter. There is nothing in the letter except a signature: God.

Another Sunday has arrived. Uncle Renko was eager to inquire about his letter and arrived at the post office early. It was the employee who gave the letter to him, and the foreman stood on the steps at the entrance of the post office and looked at it. His heart was sweet-who wouldn't be happy if he did something good? !

Uncle Renko was convinced that God sent him money, so when he saw a pile of money in the envelope, there was no surprised expression on his face. After counting the number of bills, he was angry: Did God make a mistake and deduct the money he needed? This is absolutely impossible! Uncle Renko suddenly turned and walked to the counter, asked for paper and pen, and put the letter on the public table.

As soon as the paper was spread out, I began to write again. He frowned thoughtfully, apparently looking for words to express his anger. After writing the letter, he went to the counter to buy a stamp, licked a few mouthfuls of water with his tongue, raised his fist and punched the envelope hard and stuck the stamp on it.

As soon as the letter was put into the mailbox, the foreman went over and took it out. The letter is written like this:

God:

I didn't receive all the money I asked for, only 70 pesos. Please send another 30 pesos, which I need urgently. Don't mail the next payment, because these guys in the post office are thieves and have no good things. Lianke