The Days of Opening a Restaurant on an Abnormal Earth

"Er (I) said, where is the little guy from the capital? Why can't he see anyone?" Lao Song, the head of the anti-sand forest plantation brigade, in his fifties, counted the number of people at night. There should have been a team of thirty people, but now there are only twenty-nine people. After counting and counting, there was only Xiao Song who had just been transferred from the capital, and Song Renjie was not there.

This made Lao Song very anxious, because the place where his team is currently located is thirty miles away, but there is no human habitation, and the surrounding area is a desert. What if that Xiao Song gets lost?

"When you came back with a big truck, didn't you see if you didn't bring a silver (person)?" Lao Song yelled angrily at the truck driver.

The truck driver, Lao Lu, felt a little wronged: "That kid obviously came up. I can see it clearly, why did he disappear in the blink of an eye now?"

Lao Song patted his thigh: "Then why are you standing there! Hurry up and look for him, if Xiao Song gets lost, he will die outside in the strong wind at night if he gets lost!"

The members of the anti-sand forest planting brigade got busy, looking for the lost Xiao Song. But Song Renjie, who was being looked for by everyone, was sitting on a rock in a barren beach ten miles away. He jumped out of the car when everyone in the truck was falling asleep when the truck was transporting everyone back.

He didn't know what he was thinking, anyway, at that time he just didn't want to stay in the car for too long, he just wanted to get out of the car. So without thinking too much, he jumped out of the car.

Song Renjie looked at the boundless desert of yellow sand and the sand belt planted in the distance. These anti-sand belts are not anti-sand forests, but a kind of grass that is extremely resistant to drought and wind and sand. The plants are planted continuously in a zigzag pattern, densely weaving the earth into a huge grass net.

Because the flying sand phenomenon in this area is particularly serious, and the precipitation is also low. If sand prevention forests are directly planted, it is difficult for the trees to survive. Sand control belts need to be used to stabilize soil erosion, so that the land can accumulate water before planting sand control forests.

Looking at this huge grass net firmly anchoring the wind and sand to the ground, Song Renjie felt that he might be locked in this place for the rest of his life.

"I didn't learn this skill to do this!" Song Renjie roared frantically towards the gray sky: "My ideal is not to plant trees in the northwest! I still have a lot more potential! Am I going to be excluded like this just because of my sexual orientation?!"

"I'm cnmb!" Song Renjie felt resentful, but it's really not difficult to understand. Originally, he had a great future waiting for him in the capital, but Song Renjie's ideal was to become a high-level executive in the future. It's not for wanting to be a high-ranking official or anything, but for the idea of ​​serving the country with a passion.

He felt that he should have a greater use than planting trees in the northwest. This is a waste of all his knowledge!

Song Renjie went crazy, and the anti-sandgrass seeds he carried in his pocket scattered all over the ground. Somewhat frantically, he grabbed a big stone and threw it out. And the weed seeds scattered on the ground are also growing wildly, growing several people's height in an instant. Then the weeds bound the stone Song Renjie had just thrown like a spirit snake, and then the weeds locked tightly like a giant python.

This piece of earth and rock was crushed to pieces by weeds. Seeing the shattering of stones, Song Renjie's mood improved a bit.

When he walked back to the camp, Lao Song was going crazy. Looking at Song Renjie, he grabbed him and asked, "Where are you going?!"

"Annoyed, go out for a walk." Song Renjie said indifferently.

"Go out for a walk?! You go out for a walk!" Lao Song became angry at once, and he slapped Song Renjie vigorously: "Go out for a walk, do you know how hard it is for us to find you? Lao Lu thought you He was thrown out of the car when he was in the car. When he was looking for you at night, you fell and hurt you, do you know?!"

Song Renjie's face twitched, but his mouth still said: "I'm such an old man, don't I have the right to go out?"

"Do you know what discipline is? You still come out of the police academy, and you can't find people if they disappear in this Gobi, do you know?!" Lao Song taught in a tone of hatred Song Renjie: "I know you don't like this place."

"There are poor mountains and bad water here, and there is nothing. Except for us, it is windy and sandy. Even the phone signal is intermittent. When the wind blows, there is no signal at all. This place is not comparable to the capital, it is too big. Cities. That's what we eat here."

Lao Song lifted the lid off the food that the team members ate tonight: "Well, this is a pot of meat stewed with potatoes, onions, and carrots. There is no fish, no green leafy vegetables, and no fresh fruits."

"I was very happy when you first came here. You have great skills! With you here, we can grow faster against sand forests and have a higher survival rate. But if you can't bear this hardship, then don't come here in the future." Lie! Go back to the capital!"

Song Renjie thought to himself: You said it lightly, I still want to go back to the capital. The question is can I go back?

Song Renjie was different from other members of the anti-sand forest planting team. He came from a big city and had never suffered so much. It's normal not to take a bath here for a month, so I can only wipe my body with a towel and water. The food is not good, just the old three, carrots, potatoes and onions. I didn't sleep well either. At night, the wind next door was blowing, as sharp as ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The only thing that still keeps Song Renjie here is that he is still in the system. It's not that he is obsessed with this identity, but that Song Renjie feels that he is a person who can do great things, and he will not waste his life planting trees in the northwest.

He felt that what he lacked was just an opportunity, as long as the opportunity came, he would be able to soar into the sky. But before reaching the sky, he still needs to lie dormant in the northwest. It's just that this dormancy has passed for more than six months.

The relationship between him and Lao Song has also eased a little, not as intense as it was at the beginning.

The previous work with Lao Song and the others in a deserted beach has temporarily come to an end. The anti-sand forest planting team will move their positions. They will go to the previously planted anti-sand forest to inspect the survival rate of the trees and replant some trees if necessary.

Because there is a little distance, they need to rest for one night in the middle. The place where Song Renjie and the others settled down was a place called Panshui High School. because of the northwest

The principal gave an empty classroom upstairs to Song Renjie and the others for sleeping. However, Song Renjie didn't sleep soundly, and was woken up at five o'clock in the morning. The other companions were still sleeping, but Song Renjie stood up and walked towards the corridor.

At 5:30 in the morning in the northwest, the sky was still dark. Although it is said that all of China uses BJ time, China's territory is very large. In fact, the time zone difference between the northwest region and BJ region is about one to two hours. Half past five in BJ time is only equivalent to three or four o'clock in the northwest.

Song Renjie didn't know who made the loud noise in the early morning. He looked down from the corridor on the top of the building. The students of Panshui Middle School had already woken up. Because many places in Northwest China are sparsely populated, schools may be far away from their homes, especially in rural towns, where many students have to live on campus.

Song Renjie looked at his watch. It was only half past five in the morning, and the students had already woken up. The lights in the classroom on the bottom floor were also turned on. Surprisingly, there are more than 1,000 students in Panshui Middle School. Except for the students who happen to be in the nearby town, almost 80% of the students live in the school.

And now the senior students of the more than 800 students have already woken up. Under such a dark sky, they have already started their morning reading with the lights of the classrooms on the first floor.

This is not required by the school, nor is it required by the teacher. It is a spontaneous behavior of a group of people. Song Renjie rubbed his eyes, and he went downstairs. Looking at the school playground, there are at least 300 to 400 students studying under the lights of the classroom.

Why not read early in your bedroom? Because there are more than 30 students living in one dormitory of Panshui Middle School. If it is a lower grade student, it is likely to sleep fifty. Everyone is a row of Chase shops. Some students are still sleeping. If they read early in the dormitory, they will disturb other students.

The classrooms on the first floor are limited and cannot accommodate all the early students. Some students are standing in the corridor and reading by the light. Not all kinds of extracurricular books and novels that those peers love to read, but all kinds of textbooks. Chinese, English, Geography. Everyone is reciting in low voices, the voices of so many people gather together like a large group of bees working tirelessly.

Song Renjie saw a third-year student (because he was holding a third-year textbook) standing in the corridor, reading silently with an English textbook in one hand, and gnawing on a dead-faced pancake the size of a wheel in the other. Song Renjie had eaten a lot of this kind of wheel pancake, because it was the main dry food they would bring when they went out.

There is no moisture, it tastes like eating sawdust, and the mouth is extremely dry after eating. The only thing worthy of praise is that this thing is resistant to storage. In a place like the Northwest, it will not be broken at room temperature for a month.

Song Renjie walked over and listened to the student's recitation. Many English pronunciations have big problems and are very non-standard. If this is regarded as a standard phonetic symbol, then the listening comprehension questions given during the college entrance examination may not get a few points.

"The t here needs to be plosive, and your pronunciation of this sound needs to be changed." Song Renjie finally couldn't help but stepped forward to correct the student's pronunciation. After all, he worked so hard, it would be too worthless to ruin his future because of these small mistakes.

Song Renjie's English is not particularly good, but at least he has passed CET-6 and can communicate with foreigners on a daily basis. He corrected the student's pronunciation, which the senior was very grateful for. He warmly invited Song Renjie to have breakfast.

In fact, it was the dead flour pancake the size of a wheel, and the small dish of pickles he put on the window sill in the corridor.

"Wang Bin, do you eat this for breakfast?" Song Renjie rejected the kindness of the student Wang Bin. To be honest, he really disliked this kind of big cake.

"I eat this every day." Song Renjie didn't eat it, but Xiao Wang really enjoyed it. Although he is only an eighteen-year-old senior high school student, but because of the wind and sand in the northwest countryside, the water and soil are not rich, the eighteen-year-old boy already has some old looks.

"Eat every day? Three meals a day?"

"Well, the school cafeteria is too expensive. It costs one yuan and fifty cents for a serving of yams. It costs three yuan for two meals a day, which is too expensive. And I can't get enough of one serving of yams. I have to eat at least two. This It costs more than 30 yuan a week." Wang Bin ate a mouthful of dead dough pancakes and said, "I went home on Sunday and brought home a big pancake and pickles made by myself, and it cost less than ten yuan."

Wang Bin's calculations were very shrewd, and Song Renjie didn't know what to say for a while.

In fact, when Song Renjie and the others came to school last night, they also ate the yams made in the school cafeteria. Although it was not oily, it was not expensive for one yuan and fifty cents. In Huaihai, it costs at least 6 yuan to buy such a serving of yams.

Song Renjie looked at these hard-working students, and recalled whether he had ever been so serious when he was studying. He couldn't help but asked Wang Bin: "Do you get up so early every day to study?"

"yes."

"The teacher asked?"

"No, we did it spontaneously." Wang Bin said nonchalantly.

Song Renjie had goosebumps on his cheeks. It was because at five o'clock in the morning in the northwest in September, the weather was already a bit cold. In such a cold day, instead of hiding under the covers to sleep, everyone got up and read in the cold wind, and they were still self-conscious. Song Renjie suddenly felt that his surprise study in the third year of high school and these students who had been so lucky for three consecutive years were nothing.

"You are working very hard." Song Renjie was a little emotional.

"The teacher said that knowledge can change our destiny. If we can get into a good university, we can get out of this ravine." Wang Bin answered Song Renjie's question while eating pancakes.

"You don't want to be here?"

"I don't want to, not only I don't want to, but all my classmates don't want to. I can't survive here. The teacher said that the land here is too desertified and salinized. It is difficult to grow anything. In the future, here will be more and more The less suitable for people to live in. No one will come here to open factories, and we can't find jobs here."

"It's too difficult to farm in my family. My dad can only go out to work. He washes the new jeans in the factory in Fujian. The jeans need to be disinfected with various potions. My dad's hands are so rotten that I can't look at them. I I don’t want to starve to death because I can’t grow the fields, and I don’t want to wash jeans in the future. I want to study hard, this is the only way out.”

"Our teacher said, even if you don't get into a good university. If you study hard, you can learn a skill and become a blue-collar skilled worker in a part-time job. Every year in our county, the high school students who fail to pass the college entrance examination will be organized by the county. I work in the coastal areas. The county contacts the manufacturers there, which can save our travel expenses. I don’t want to go to the factory to make screws for the assembly line, but I have to be a skilled worker. I don’t study hard now, and I will learn technology in the future No, I can’t understand the drawings. I can’t calculate the formulas.”

Song Renjie felt suddenly shocked by Wang Bin's simple words.

How much perseverance is hidden behind these young faces. At the age when many people study only for the sake of learning, they already understand the truth that learning is for life. Song Renjie looked towards the classroom, and there was a large line written on the blackboard behind a professor [Eat dead dough pancakes and drink cold water today and study hard, in order to live without eating dead dough pancakes and cold water tomorrow! 】

The teachers in this school are very pragmatic, they know that their teachers are limited. It is difficult to cultivate outstanding talents, and it is also difficult for schools to produce many students from good universities.

They abandoned the university admission rate and taught students with the most unpretentious educational philosophy. If you don’t want to eat dead pancakes and pickles every day for decades to come, then you have to study hard now. Even if you learn these basics, you can learn technology later to become a skilled blue-collar worker. If you can't even learn this knowledge, you may not even be able to be a skilled worker in the future.

These young people are so sleepless about studying, this is not a choice of life, but a choice of survival!

Song Renjie and his teammates felt very complicated when they left Panshui High School. It is hard to say whether it was heavy or there were other factors. In the car, Song Renjie chatted with Lao Song for the first time.

"It's so poor that people can't stay here."

Lao Song glanced at Song Renjie after hearing this, and then said: "Yes, the land is desertified. Farming is no longer possible. We saw several abandoned villages along the way, because the land is deserted and cannot survive. The whole village has to be moved away. Do you know why Panshui High School is called Panshui High School?"

Song Renjie shook his head.

"Because there used to be a big river turning there, so it was called Panshui, and the school was also called Panshui High School. Forty years ago, when I was studying in Panshui, I went to take a bath in the river. Now There is only a dry riverbed left, and there is no water left." Lao Song said with a bit of distress.

"Old Song, you said everyone here is going to leave. Is there any point in planting trees?" Song Renjie said suddenly.

When Lao Song heard this, he became angry: "It doesn't make sense! Why do people leave? Because the land is deserted! We plant trees to prevent sand, and people go in and retreat. We have to replant the old forest Turn the desert into an oasis, and in the future, you can plant fruit trees and sand dates behind the anti-sand forest.”

"Turn this big yellow desert into a green prairie, and people will come back naturally. You don't have to leave your hometown to survive." Old Song patted Song Renjie on the shoulder.

"I know you have a lot of ideas. You are from the capital, and you are different from the old farmers. But I tell you, you can do great things in the desert! You have the ability, but you don't have to be in the capital to show it. Your ability. It’s the same here! A capable person is capable there, how can a desert trap you?”

When Song Renjie heard what Old Song said, he thought of the young students in Panshui Middle School, as well as the deserted Gobi and abandoned villages he had seen along the way. The knot in Song Renjie's heart was suddenly opened. A man should be ambitious and dare to change the face of the world!

From today, Song Renjie decides to bring more green to the world!

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Listening to Song Renjie's easy and simple talk about his experience in the Northwest, Zhang Tong sighed, not knowing how to reply, he just turned his head and told Xiao Xiao: "Don't eat too much later, it's not easy for everyone. "

Xiao Xiao was a bit embarrassed, her heart was very tangled, after a long time, Xiao Xiao blinked her eyes, and said in a pitiful tone: "Then boss, can I eat half full later?" ?” This was Xiao Xiao’s last request.