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There are about four villages drawn by the Uyghur old man, and Chen Mu can find each one on the black technology map.
The waterways in these villages have been completely cut off. If they are not connected, there may never be water again.
You can help others without spending a lot of effort. Chen Mu is not stingy. He tried to use a map to connect these waterways, but the feedback came back: "There is not enough vitality to connect them all."
According to Chen Mu's understanding, only the so-called 500 ounces of life were used to connect the waterway to the village of the Uighur elderly, so the total of the four villages should be 2,000 ounces of life. He had more than enough life on hand, but he did not expect it. That's not what happened.
This made him suddenly unable to help but think about what this so-called vitality was.
Planting trees brings life, but is life a tree?
Obviously not.
¡°It can only be said that trees are related to vitality, otherwise he has used so much vitality, and all these trees would have died long ago.
Therefore, vitality should be something that depends on the tree.
?In other words, vitality is something that depends on life for its existence.
? Life energy¡
This is the most reliable definition that Chen Mu can think of.
As for whether this is really the case, we will have to see and verify it slowly in the future.
No matter what, Chen Mu completely fell in love with his tree planting business at this moment.
The more than ten acres of land behind the gas station are his training forest farm.
So starting from the second day, he planted trees at a faster speed, which was completely different from the efficiency on the first day.
The next day, he planted a total of 250 trees and worked hard from morning to night.
¡°The direct result of this was that he collected enough 3,100 ounces of vitality to connect the waterways to those villages.
As for wanting to upgrade, I¡¯m sorry, but the vitality is not enough.
Chen Mu is not discouraged at all. After all, he has found the right direction to collect vitality, and upgrading is only a matter of time.
It has to be said that Comrade Hu Xiaoer has always been by the side of Director Chen during the depressing task of planting trees. He has been wandering around the forest farm since he drank milk in the morning, watching Director Chen work.
Director Chen, who is focused on his career, has no feelings about this. He feels that this thing is a bit intrusive. After all, he has to keep an eye on it from time to time to prevent it from stealing saplings.
On the contrary, Comrade Aizimaiti in the distance has been looking at this side with envy, as if he wished he could replace him with his own body.
On the third day, history repeated itself again
Once again, the old Uighur man rushed into Chen Mu's dormitory early in the morning with great excitement. He excitedly talked about the news that the wells in several villages had water again. At the same time, he worshiped Fu Di and recited scriptures to express his praise for Hu Da.
This incident once again proved Comrade Hu Xiaoer¡¯s status as a god, and Chen Mu, as a favorer of Comrade Hu Xiaoer, also received the old man¡¯s gratitude.
This time, the "well water" incident had a greater impact than before. At noon, the imams who had already been there gathered at the gas station again.
When they arrived on donkeys, Chen Mu was planting his hundredth tree of the day.
"Xiao Mu, is it okay if I call you this?"
When Mullah Alimu spoke to Chen Mu, his voice was extremely soft. His eyes seemed to be looking at his most beloved child, and he was kind and approachable.
Chen Mu has been mentally prepared. The other party may have come with some request, and asked him to convey the request to Hu Xiaoer, who would then report it to Hu Da.
He is very self-aware and knows his own details. He can convey the request, but he has no choice about whether it can be realized, so he has already thought of an excuse and is ready to distance himself.
Unexpectedly, Mullah Alimu did not make any request. Instead, he solemnly handed him an ancient scripture and said: "This is the oldest ancient scripture preserved in our mosque. There are many ancient scriptures in it. You can take a look at the imam¡¯s notes.¡±
"ah?"
Chen Mu was surprised, and he took the ancient scripture at a loss. Then he came to his senses and quickly declined: "How can this be possible? I, this is too precious. If you give me this, it's reallyI can't take it. "
Mullah Alimu insisted on putting the ancient scripture into Chen Mu's hand, and then said: "Xiao Mu, we already know about your request for water from wells in several villages. Thank you very much for your help to us. , so I discussed with several imams that this ancient scripture can be preserved first.??Here you are. "
Listen to this, will this scripture be kept here from now on?
Chen Mu was even more confused. He was not even Mu Silin. Wouldn't it be bad to leave such a precious thing here?
Mullah Alimu said: "If you have time, you can read our scriptures. I know you are a college student and your education level must be sufficient. After reading the scriptures, you will know more about us."
Chen Mu came back to his senses and said quickly: "I'm just an ordinary person. I don't understand the scriptures at all. I really don't dare to take such valuable things. This won't work, it won't work."
Mullah Alimu pointed at Hu Xiaoer in the distance and said: "Although you are not Muslin, you are the person favored by Ambassador Hu, that is, the person who has been blessed by Hu Da. Hu Da has his own reasons for doing this. Deep meaning, so whether you are Musilin or not, we are willing to hand over the ancient scriptures to you, and you don¡¯t need to bear any burden for it.¡±
Hearing this, Chen Mu didn¡¯t know what to say.
People don¡¯t care that he is not Mu Silin anymore, so he still refuses.
The imams came here specially, as if just to say these words and deliver the scriptures, and then they quickly left on their donkeys.
Chen Mu was left alone in a daze holding the ancient scripture, unable to recall it for a long time.
"Xiao Mu, put the scriptures away quickly and don't break them."
After a while, the old Uighur who had been watching finally couldn't bear it anymore and came over to remind Chen Mu.
Chen Mu sighed softly and looked at the ancient scripture. He thought that since Baba had sent it to him, he would read it again when he had time. But in any case, even if he didn't read it, he couldn't destroy it. He had to keep it well. Just fine.
After putting the ancient scriptures in the drawer in the room and locking it, Chen Mu put the matter down in the blink of an eye.
Whether he had this ancient scripture or not, it had little impact on him, so he continued to focus on the great cause of planting trees.
This day was busy until nine o'clock in the evening. He finally planted all the saplings and achieved a staged victory.
Standing at the gas station, I looked at the saplings in the forest farm. Although they were a bit scattered, they looked very spectacular and gave people a sense of accomplishment.
"It looks like I have to buy some more saplings tomorrow."
After being happy, Chen Mu finally discovered a big obstacle on the way forward.
After planting the saplings, you have to buy them again. It¡¯s all money.
With his current situation, he might not be able to buy many saplings before he goes bankrupt.
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