Faith in the Mail

From the 1960s to the beginning of this century, a remote town in southeastern Chongqing was located at the junction of three counties, with an altitude of more than 1,200 meters, dangerous mountains and steep roads, and traffic congestion. In that era, whether government agencies or ordinary people, their contact with the outside world depended on the parcels carried on the postman's shoulder. He is an ordinary postman in this remote town. Year after year, day after day, he shuttles between the mountains and ridges in wind and snow, walking on rugged and muddy roads. Time flies, and he has grown from a handsome young man to a rickety old man. After entering the 1990s, he reached the age of retirement, and his son continued to carry his mail parcel. The new generation has different ideas from him, but the party emblem in the parcel has never changed, and the stories on the mail road have been passed down from generation to generation...