I Run a Gas Station in the Northwest

At night, Chen Mu slept in the dormitory.

He and his brothers chatted late, everyone was very interested in his experience this year, and wanted to know what he did in a place like the Great Northwest where birds don't shit.

There was no way to elaborate on many things. Chen Mu could only choose some interesting ones, and he was amazed.

"What, raise a camel? Is it true that I will go with you after feeding a milk? Then I will go to your place to play and raise a camel."

"No, you still have a forest farm? Planting trees? I rely on, awesome!"

"What's the joke? Going on traveling in that kind of place, my shit, isn't your kid playing a bit too big?"

...

After hearing Chen Mu's words, the elder brothers were all half-believing, thinking that he was slanderous.

But no one really doubts it. After all, people always have to face, and good brothers have dropped out of school and ran so far away. Isn't it possible that he is not allowed to save himself some face?Are you still a brother?

One night passed.

Early the next morning, Chen Mu went to the school's academic affairs office to continue the formalities for a one-year leave of absence.

"Why, take another year off from school?"

In the Academic Affairs Office, a bald middle-aged man received him.

The bald teacher had a pair of thick-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He heard Chen Mu say that he would suspend school for another year, and immediately stared at him diagonally, as if he was looking at class enemies.

"Yes, teacher, there is really something wrong with me. I can't leave. I have to wait for everything to be handled before I can come back to school."

Chen Mu lowered his eyebrows and explained it pleasingly, trying to make a look of sorrow that was eager to learn but had no means of making a living, hoping to reduce his hatred.

"Fill in this form!"

The bald teacher threw a watch over and said with a bit of sorrow: "Now you kids, I really don’t know what to say. No matter what, can it be more important than going to school? You are only a sophomore, don’t hurry up. I am afraid I will regret it if I get the diploma and come back in the future."

"Yes, yes, the teacher is right, I am also anxious, but there is no way, there are too many things."

Chen Mu was stubborn and quickly picked up the form and filled it out as quickly as possible.

The bald teacher continued: "You children in cities really don’t know how to be blessed in the blessing. Do you know how many children want to go to school in those remote areas and poor mountainous areas? For those kids, university is simply a matter of greatness, but it is good for you to be able to study on such a good university campus, but you don’t know how to cherish it at all. What is this called!"

"Yeah, yeah, I'm so ashamed, I'm so ashamed..."

After listening to the bald teacher, thinking about the children in Yakash village, they started to feel guilty as thick-skinned as Chen Mu. They quickly filled out the form and prepared to hold their heads as soon as the form was completed, so as not to be talked about by the bald teacher. Tell the "little" in your body.

The bald teacher’s heart of educating people is as kind as the sea. He felt that he had to treat the student in front of him so that he could turn his head back, so he continued: "Some time ago, the city organized teachers from several colleges and universities to visit Mount Taixing. The conditions there are really bitter. There are mountains everywhere, and children are blocked in these mountains. Even if school fees are completely reduced, those children have to travel a long way to school every day, which is extremely difficult... …Oh, do you know how difficult those mountain roads are? Not only are many areas uphill or downhill, they are not flat at all, but the point is that the road is still very rugged, and some lean against the cliffs and fall off accidentally The danger of going down, well, it’s very difficult even for adults like us to walk, but those half-old children walk like this every day. At that time, our teachers were very uncomfortable seeing it and were very moved..."

"Teacher, I'm finished."

Chen Mu hurriedly filled out the form and handed it over to the bald teacher.

He really didn't want to listen to the bald head teacher anymore. He was really uncomfortable listening.

At the same time, he wanted to understand a little bit. The bald teacher probably went to the mountains and was deeply educated. That's why he felt so distressed and eager to share all these things.

"Don't rush away, let me see if it's correct."

The bald teacher stopped Chen Mu and asked him to wait patiently. Then, while looking at the form, he continued to say: "The children in the city like you, I am afraid they will never know the difficulties of those children in their lives. They don't want to go to school, but There really is no way, unless the school is built on their doorstep..."

Chen Mu stood at the desk of the bald teacher honestly, thinking that if I didn't bring this, I really knew that I was wrong, and I must reflect on it when I go back. Do you need to hold me so to continue such a deep education?

"To make it easier for children who are in difficulty to go to school, each of us has a responsibility. If you didn't go to school properly, how can you shoulder this responsibility? You have to think about it. Yes, as long as you think of those children, maybe many things can be overcome..."

"Jingle Bell……"

Just as the bald teacher was talking endlessly, Chen Mu's phone rang suddenly.

The bald teacher had to stop this earnest admonition and sighed slightly.

Chen Mu was embarrassed to answer the phone, and under the bald teacher's hatred of iron and steel, he gave a "hello" to the end of the phone.

"Xiaomu, it's me."

As soon as Chen Mu heard the voice on the other end of the phone, he knew it was an elderly Uighur.

The volume of the Uyghur old man's voice was so loud that the microphone couldn't stop his deep and heavy voice, and it penetrated through the air.

Chen Mu glanced at the bald teacher apologetically, and said into the microphone: "Uncle Aizmati, don't be so loud, I can hear you clearly, um, what can you do if you call me?"

The Uighur old man over the microphone heard Chen Mu’s words and suddenly lowered his voice a bit, but it could still be loud enough to be able to rush out of the microphone completely: “Yes, Xiao Mu, I’ll tell you first when I call, school It's already built."

Chen Mu was a little puzzled: "Ah, is it so fast? Didn't it say that it will be completed in another week? Why is it completed today?"

The Uighur old man explained in a loud voice: "It was supposed to be a week later, but another project of the engineering team has also been completed in the past few days, so another group of people have come here. If there are more people, it will work faster. So It has been built today. Well, just wait for the lime to be put in the house again, and you can use it when it’s dry."

"Great, then the kids can go to class."

Chen Mu was also very happy. First, he was happy for the children, and second, he wanted to see if his progress bar with the word "Nong" would change significantly.

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