I Run a Gas Station in the Northwest

I couldn't sleep well all night, and I was always thinking about the saplings in the ground, wondering what happened to them, so Agudamu woke up before it dawned.

The sound of wind and sand outside the house has become quieter, and it will probably stop completely before long.

Agudam picked up the kettle and poured some water to drink. The water smelled of fishy soil. He looked at the cup, and there was a thin layer of soil ash on the cup. This was what he had just poured water to drink. At that time, I forgot to wipe the cup first.

Although the room seems to have blocked the wind and sand outside, the fine dust still penetrated in through those imperceptible gaps, covering the entire room.

Therefore, living here, you have to deal with dust every day, you have to wipe all the things at home within a few days, and you can’t clean it up no matter what.

Some people will suffer from respiratory diseases, or even lung cancer, so those who can move have moved out early and are unwilling to stay in this place.

Only people like Agudamu, or people who want to beg for food in the desert, such as Nai Rentai, will stay in the village.

Agudamu smashed his mouth, raised the cup and drank the water in one breath, there was nothing left.

Although there is soil in the water, what does it matter?

Water is the most precious thing here, and it cannot be wasted.

After drinking the water, although the dust storm outside the house has not completely receded, Agudamu couldn't help it anymore, put on his clothes, carried the guy he was working on, put a basket on his back, opened the door and walked quickly. Go out and walk to your own land.

The dust is still filling, but compared to yesterday, it is nothing.

In Agudamu’s impression, a situation like today is experienced by him almost every two or three days. If he does not go out because of this level of dust, then there will be no time to go out this year. .

Along the way, Agudamu has been worried.

After such a big sandstorm, some trees near the village were shaved torn apart. The situation of the newly planted saplings in his field can be imagined.

The only thing he hopes now is that the saplings in the ground can survive a little bit, instead of being uprooted by the wind and sand as in the past, and there is nothing left. That is good.

After walking for more than an hour, I finally came to my own contracted land.

The contracted land of Agudamu is not close to the village. If you walk on your legs, you will spend two and a half hours on the road every day.

However, Kurbanjiang and Ilya have already said that their Muya Forestry has ordered a small tractor for Agudamu and is sending it over. It is considered that the company lent Agudamu for free use.

Although Agudamu still doesn't understand why this Muya Forestry company should fund his tree planting in this way, he has some trust in Muya Forestry after contacting Kurbanjiang and Ilya. The people in this company are not liars.

Maybe someone else thinks about it, anyway, he can just plant trees, even if he suffers a little loss, what is it?

What's more, he didn't suffer at all, and he still got his salary every month, which was all real money.

Walking into my own contracted land, the wind and sand become smaller, and the light from the outside can penetrate more, making the surrounding scenes clearer.

Agudamu was surprised to see that the saplings planted in the ground were actually intact, standing upright on the sand, giving him the feeling that his eyes had a vision.

I couldn't help but rubbed my eyes, and then looked again—

"It's actually true!"

Agudamu grinned, first hehe, then burst into laughter, and finally danced like a lunatic, unable to stop.

At this time, I was fortunate that there was no one on the surrounding sand, otherwise someone would see Agudamu, who has always been bitter and hated, and I am afraid that someone would immediately send him to a mental hospital.

After laughing for a long time, Agudamu finally got tired of laughing. He sat on the ground, panting.

"How could this be? How could it?"

Agudamu saw that there was no halo seedlings after such a severe dust storm, and the more he thought about it, the more surprised he became.

It should be known that Haloxylon ammodendron is different from Salix. Compared with the two, Haloxylon ammodendron is basically fully crushed. It has a longer life span, stronger drought tolerance, stronger reproduction, stronger cold tolerance, and basically all attributes are Better than Saliu.

Just at the beginning of planting, Salix can use the irrigation method to directly insert the long branches into the ground, deep into the ground nearly one meter, so as to ensure that the wind and sand cannot pull it up.

Moreover, even if it is buried by wind and sand, it can not die. As long as there is water, it can grow back. Therefore, Salix has the saying of "five immortals": it can't die by drought, can't be gnawed, can't be hacked, can't be drowned, and can't be buried.

Haloxylon spp. takes root and germinates relatively quickly. As long as the seeds see water, they can take root and germinate within two to three hours. However, it is difficult to eat at the early stage of planting and is easily blown up by wind and sand, or buried in the ground. .

Originally, Agudamu didn't cut grass squares in his own field. This time when the sandstorm came, he felt that the spores he planted would suffer in all likelihood. He did not expect the result to be like this. Miao all lived well, nothing happened.

"That's what they said, this seedling is very good, as long as you do what they say, you can survive."

Agudamu recalled what Chen Mu, Kurbanjang, and Ilya had said. Although he had listened to what he had said before, he still disagreed with it in his heart, but at this moment he was finally convinced. Miao is indeed different from ordinary ones, no wonder they have to send someone to teach them how to grow them.

"I have to call back to thank people..."

Agudamu approached his spores and checked them one by one, thinking while looking at him.

Looking at these seedlings, he suddenly thought of the Cistanche underneath. Recalling that Kurbanjiang and Ilya said that these Cistanche should be born after a year, which made him feel eager in his heart: "If this is true... then this Muya Forestry may really make our village back to its original state..."

As long as the saplings can withstand the wind and sand and won't die easily, they can change the appearance of the desert bit by bit.

Agudamu didn't mind using his own efforts to slowly change this place back to its original state. In comparison, he was more afraid that his efforts would become futile, which would make people extremely desperate.

Simply, everything is full of hope now.