I Run a Gas Station in the Northwest

Chapter 5 The well is dry

Four policemen got out of the car, two of them were Xia people and the other two were Uighurs.

When they got off the car, they looked at Cherokee vigilantly, then looked at the two people tied to the parking pillar, but said nothing.

The highest-ranking police officer was a middle-aged Uighur. As soon as he saw him, the Uighur old man greeted him and said something in Uighur.

The policeman had a very good attitude towards the Uyghur old man. He held the Uyghur old man's hand and listened to him. That way, the younger generation at home treated the elders.

Chen Mu watched the Uighur old man talking to the policeman. Although he didn't understand what they were saying, he knew it well. This clearly meant that it would be easier to meet an acquaintance.

After the Uyghur old man had finished speaking with the policeman, the policeman began to lead the other three people to collect evidence on Cherokee, taking pictures and searching, which was very busy.

"Uncle Aizmati, this police officer... is your acquaintance?"

Chen Mu pulled the Uighur old man to the corner and asked quietly.

The Uighur old man said proudly: "He is one of my distant nephews called Sadik. When he was young, his parents lived in my house when they were out for work. When they grow up, they go to the police school, which I recommend... um, He is now the head of the police station in Bahe Town, and this area is under his control. Your parents knew each other before they died."

When Chen Mu heard what the Uyghur old man said, he had a bottom line in his heart. When the director Sadik came to find him to record his confession, he first stuffed a pack of cigarettes that had just passed from the Cherokee, and then lowered his voice Question: "Comrade Director, these two guys spent 678 in our gas station. Do you think we can get this money back?"

Sadik took a look at the pack of cigarettes, smiled, and stuffed his pocket politely. Instead of answering Chen Mu's words, he said, "I heard about your parents' affairs, so I am sorry. You are friends with your parents, coupled with the relationship with Uncle Aizimaiti, if you need any help in the future, you can directly contact me, here, this is my phone number, you can write it down."

This is the rhythm of a big boss in the future. Chen Mu quickly wrote down the phone number and thanked him at the same time.

Sadik added: "These two guys owe you the money, probably they won’t come back, but this time you caught a poacher, I can try to apply for a reward for you, as for how much money will be rewarded, it depends. The county’s regulations and arrangements have changed."

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Chen Mu's heart sank halfway, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he immediately recovered.

You can apply for rewards. Although I don’t know how much it is, the meat on the mosquito’s legs is also meat. It is better than nothing.

After Sadiq and Chen Mu talked a few more words, they turned their heads to interrogate the two sturdy guys.

The two were also very bachelors, and when the matter reached this point, they had nothing to hide, and directly confessed the cause and effect of the poaching.

The thing was probably that these two gangsters from Zhonglin Province had a good sample of eating, drinking, and gambling. Because they owed huge gambling debts and heard that poaching could make money, they bought two shotguns and got a fake license plate. The stolen car came straight to the northwest.

Everything went smoothly. They wandered around for more than a month and hit a lot of prey. Then seeing that the money in their hands was getting less and less, they decided to return and exchange their harvest as soon as possible.

But when he left, he would meet Chen Mu because he wanted to eat an overlord meal, and then he was caught unclearly.

If they had foreseen this, they would have said nothing to enter this gas station.

In the process of honestly explaining, they glared at Chen Mu from time to time, with a strong resentment in their eyes.

After hearing the confessions of these two guys, the four policemen were a little bit ridiculous. Sadik looked at Chen Mu and couldn't help but gave him a thumbs up, and then asked the police officers to take away the people, cars, and stolen goods. .

Come and go in a hurry, and the efficiency of police comrades is amazing.

Unknowingly, another day passed, and in the evening the wild camel came again.

Chen Mu took the initiative to take two cartons of milk and went out to feed. The guy was not welcome, buried his head in a big bowl and drank happily.

Chen Mu squatted aside, touching the guy's head, and said, "Thank you for the things you gave to brother, I like it very much."

The guy didn't know if he heard it, and he didn't lift his head at all.

Chen Mu hesitated for a while, and tentatively asked: "Um...well, do you still have something like that? It's like the Xiaoyin you brought here yesterday. If you have one, I will give him more. Take care of your life's milk."

The guy still didn't look up.

Chen Mu thought for a while and felt that he was a little greedy. How could the baby have it every day, so he added a little embarrassingly: "You made a mistake just now, even if you have nothing to give to brother, brother will take care of your life's milk in the future. "

The guy stuffed his head and drank milk from start to finish. After drinking, he grinned contentedly at Chen Mu, revealing a very humane smile.

Chen Mu also smiled: "Brother promised you that I will go to the town to buy goods tomorrow, and I will give you more milk."

The guy groaned, turned his head, and trot away again.

Chen Mu thought for a while, and shouted at its back: "Don't come again at night. If you keep hitting the window like this, you will lose sleep."

The guy didn't stop at all, and quickly disappeared into the night.

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The next day, because Chen Mu was going to Bahe Town to buy some goods and daily necessities, he got up early.

I had already agreed with the Uighur old man yesterday that he would come early, but he didn't expect Chen Mu to wait until almost noon when the old man appeared.

"Uncle Aizmati, has something happened at home?"

When he saw the old man, Chen Mu couldn't help asking worriedly.

Although they have only been together for two months, Chen Mu already knows the old man's temperament very well.

The old man has a bit of old-school stubbornness on his body, and he is very serious in everything.

Today I have made an appointment to come early. If there is no special reason, he will certainly not come so late.

So, there must be some special reason.

The Uyghur old man’s face was a little sad, he sighed first, and then said with an urn: "The well at the entrance of our village is dry today. Your Aunt Gu and I went to another nearby village to take a look. Their well I did it too."

Chen Mu was stunned, and then he was speechless.

Living in the desert, there is no tap water supply, and people rely on well water for daily life.

These small villages scattered on the desert are formed around a well.

If the well is dry, it means that people in the village will have no water to drink. This is something that affects survival.

When he was in Pingxiang before, Chen Mu didn't know this at all. It wasn't until these two months of contact that he gradually understood the difficult living conditions here.

After a long silence, Chen Mu looked at the gully-like wrinkles on the old man's face and couldn't help but gently asked, "Then what should I do now?"

The old man smoked a long cigarette and said, "Let’s take a look again. There is still some water in the reservoir in the village. It should be able to support it for a period of time. Maybe Hu Da, bless it, it will rain in a few days and there will be water again. Up."

After a slight pause, the old man seemed to be speaking to Chen Mu, and he seemed to comfort himself, saying: "If it still doesn't work, then we have to move to Bahe, where we can live as well."

It is not a simple matter to leave home and work and move away. It seems to be a one-sentence thing, but if you really want to do it, even Chen Mu feels flustered when he hears it.

"Go, go, it's late, you go shopping in Bahe, it doesn't matter if you come back later, I can stay at the gas station tonight and not go back."

When the old man finished smoking, he collected the cigarette stick and urged Chen Mu to buy the goods as soon as possible, seeming to have thrown things aside.

Chen Mu glanced at the old man, feeling bored and uncomfortable, but he turned his head and left without saying any nonsense.