It was the eve of National Day more than ten years ago. It was raining in Mao Mao, and I took a jeep with the family members of another army and headed for Chengdu. The car was running on the winding road, and the trees and scenery outside the car flashed by, so I didn't care to watch. The drizzle and the limping car made me sleepy.
Suddenly I felt a violent vibration, and my body rushed forward fiercely, and the luggage behind me was pressed on my back. Only then did I realize that something had happened to the car. I wanted to move, but I couldn't. I only heard someone shouting "rollover" nearby, and I could hear someone running from a distance. They finally opened the car door, pushed away the luggage and pulled us out of the car one by one. When we got off the bus, fortunately, we were not badly hurt, but the driver's forehead was scratched by the fragments of the windshield. There are many farmers in front of the car; Looking at the car again, I saw that the front wheel was just stuck on the tree pole, the body leaned forward and the two rear wheels were suspended. I gasped. What a close call! If it weren't for that tree, the car would have turned over in the rice field. The sight in front of me startled me, and it took me a while to come to my senses. I didn't know until I asked, this is a place in the middle of nowhere, and the hotel is only available in the county town dozens of miles away.
At this time, it was dusk, and the fields and trees were covered with a gray veil, and the scenery was blurred. Simple and enthusiastic farmers surrounded the car, some with poles and hoes, some pulling and some pushing, trying to push the car onto the road. The body just moved slightly, and it didn't help to try it several times. They also help stop cars. At that time, there were not many waiting cars, especially in long-distance areas like Chengdu-Chongqing Highway. Several cars stopped, and as a result, the drivers were very anxious, probably trying to get back to Chongqing on the evening of the 30 th for the National Day without stopping. I was daydreaming in the car, and I felt infinite melancholy at this moment. National Day not only failed to get together, but was almost killed. Besides, it's dark and the car is still hanging on the side of the road. It seems that we can only sleep in the wild at night.
At this time, a kind farmer ran home and brought us boiled water to drink and chairs to sit on. Their sincere and simple words and deeds, like spring breeze, dispelled the chill of dusk after late autumn and warmed my heart.
Suddenly I heard the sound of a car and saw two lights approaching us, which surprised both the stranger and us. I thought to myself, the car may not stop for a while. Who doesn't want to go home early and reunite with their loved ones? But we still don't miss the rare opportunity to stop the car like saviors. The car stopped and a young driver about 30 years old got off. Without saying anything, he took out the wire rope and tied one end to his car and the other to the jeep. After getting on the bus, he started the car. When the car was just about to be pulled on the road, the car backed up because of the slippery road surface, and the jeep slipped onto the slope on the side of the road. The young driver stepped on the gas again and finally pulled the car onto the road. Then he helped to check the car's problems. Fortunately, the car can still start, but the windshield is broken. We are all relieved. We asked his name, but he didn't say anything, only said, "This is to be done." . We thanked him, and he quickly said, "You're welcome, hurry up." . Drivers and farmers looked at us on the road before leaving.
Many things will happen in our life. But only this incident impressed me particularly. Because unfortunately, we were in a frightened car accident and panicked, but we forgot to write down the driver's car number. At that time, as long as people helped, they didn't need money. The best way to express it is to write a thank-you letter. And we are grateful, but we can't even send a thank-you letter. Because of this, this is something I have been feeling very guilty about for more than ten years. Fortunately, with the help of strange farmers and young drivers, I was able to face life calmly and treat people calmly with the mentality of "doing but not doing, being good but not living".