The First Volume of China's East Point Chapter 26: Learn from Lei Feng and Do Good Deeds Typical Examples

  Sorry sorry! A brother from a military school in Shanxi came to do some business today, I went out to pick him up at the station early this morning and treated him to lunch. Just sent him off in a taxi and rushed back to update. Forgive me forgive me!

  After returning to the college, Qu Mingjun spent a few days doing nothing. Every morning he would get up and run five kilometers around the big playground, during the day he would either read books in his room or sleep with his head covered, anyway no one bothered him. At night he would go play poker with the brothers on duty, watch TV, and answer phone calls from Shen Qiao. This ordinary life that made people feel lazy to the extreme gave Qu Mingjun a great sense of spiritual freedom and joy, and he almost forgot about the unpleasant things that had happened at home.

  There are only a few days left before school starts, and in the past few days, students who have returned to school ahead of time can be seen on the road from time to time. Qu Mingjun ran slowly along the big playground, looked at his watch, and it was just after six o'clock. He got up a bit early this morning, haha, he slept well these past few days, but when morning came, he couldn't sleep anymore.

  Qū Míng Jùn was jogging slowly, his body gradually warming up in the early morning sunlight of winter. Ah, surprisingly, there was an old man running slowly ahead. What a rare sight, he seemed to be a family member or faculty of the academy.

  Qu Mingjun was still young, and although he was jogging slowly, he gradually caught up with the old man in front of him. The old man's hair had already turned white, but his spirit looked very vigorous. He held a radio in his hand and listened to the news while running.

  Hearing the footsteps behind him, the old man turned his head and smiled, greeting Qu Mingjun: "Young man, you're up early for exercise."

  Qu Mingjun didn't dare to slack off and hurriedly ran up to run side by side with the old man, saying respectfully: "Yes. You too, sir."

  "Ah, haha. Get up and exercise. You're getting old, if you don't move your body, you'll get sick."

  "Really, Mr. Old Man, you look very healthy." Qu Mingjun was educated in a very Chinese way in his family, respecting the elderly and loving the young is a person's basic moral cultivation, Qu Mingjun has always been very respectful and caring towards the elderly and children.

  "No way, no way, I can already feel the old age now." The old man waved his hand and said with great interest: "How about you, are you a student who stayed behind from which school team?"

  "No, I came back ahead of schedule, in the 14th team."

  "I said, after the holiday, I basically come here running every day at this time, and it's still the first time I see someone this morning."

  Qu Mingjun was ashamed of his own sweat, originally thinking that he had already been very self-aware by getting up and running every morning. Looking at the old man, at such a big age, running every day, so early every day, not to mention it's now during the Spring Festival, this kind of self-discipline spirit is really admirable.

  Qu Mingjun expressed his respect verbally.

  "Haha, stop flattering me, old man." The elderly gentleman looked like a very optimistic person and said: "You run, accompanying this old man will make your body unable to run away. Add oil!"

  "Thank you, old man," Qu Mingjun said after finishing, and started to speed up his run. Actually, every morning when Qu Mingjun went for a run, he would first jog slowly for several laps, then start speeding up on the last lap, and finally sprint with all his might in the last hundred meters. This way, he could get the most exercise out of his body after warming up, and afterwards do some relaxing movements, which was the most comfortable thing to do.

  Qu Ming Jun had just run a short distance when he heard a "thud" behind him.

  Huh? Qu Mingjun was shocked and looked up to see the old man who had just been chatting and laughing, how did he smash the radio in his hand? And he's still falling from a distance. This is not good!

  Qu Mingjun hastily turned around and rushed over, grabbing the old man's struggling hand in mid-air, then helped him slowly sit down, barely preventing the old man from falling.

  "Old sir, old sir, how are you?"

  "My head... I'm dizzy. This... here..." The old man pointed to his own breast pocket.

  Qu Mingjun hastily reached in and pulled out a small bottle, looked at the old man's two extended fingers, hastily opened it and took out two pills, and sent them into the old gentleman's mouth.

  After a while, the old man finally caught his breath and said: "Young man, thank you. Alas, I'm getting old, can't be stubborn about it."

  Qu Mingjun faintly felt that Lao Yezi's heart shouldn't be too good, and said: "Old man, I'll take you to the hospital." Then he helped Lao Yezi up.

  "Never mind, I'll be fine after a rest. Young man, would you mind sending me home?"

  "Alright." Qu Mingjun supported the old man for two steps, found that his legs were weak, and simply carried him on his back.

  Following the old man's directions, Qu Mingjun walked to the residential area of the teaching staff with the old man on his back. They had been here during the last semester when they came to help clean up this area for the communication station. According to the head of the communication station, this place was home to high-ranking leaders and professors of the college, which could be considered a high-ranking residential area. Indeed, ordinary cadres lived in apartment buildings, while these were all bungalows with small courtyards. As for the size, just looking at the exterior made it clear that they were much larger than the apartments.

  Qu Mingjun supported the old man and walked to a house in the middle of Pingfang District, rang the doorbell, and a small soldier came to open the door. Seeing the old man on Qu Mingjun's back, he was stunned for a moment, then frightened and hurriedly called into the courtyard: "Auntie, auntie, Old Director is ill again."

  Old Dean? Qu Mingjun was startled, how could this be so coincidental? Could it be that even going out for a run would allow him to bump into such a high-ranking leader? The old man was indeed Yuan Shijun, the former dean of the Stone Gate Military Academy, who had retired and stepped down in the second half of last year. Qu Mingjun had seen the old dean before at the opening ceremony, but from so far away, and today he was wearing casual clothes, so naturally he didn't recognize him.

  Just then, an older woman with a look of panic popped out and said, "Oh my, what's wrong, Old Yuan? Nothing happened, right? I told you not to go, but you wouldn't listen. How old are you now, still doing morning exercises, what are you practicing, you old fool?"

  The old man smiled wryly with the support of Qu Mingjun and Xiao Zhanshi, and happened to invite Qu Mingjun in for a chat.

  As soon as they entered the house, Little Warrior was instructed by the old principal's wife to go find a doctor, and then the old principal half-reclined on the sofa briefly introduced Qu Mingjun. Suddenly, the old principal's wife thanked Qu Mingjun repeatedly and asked about his well-being. This made Qu Mingjun feel somewhat embarrassed.

  While they were still chatting, a doctor and a nurse rushed in. The old director tried to decline, but under the gaze of his wife, he reluctantly allowed them to examine him and asked Qu Mingjun a few questions.

  After a while, the doctor let out a sigh and said: "Old Dean, it's nothing serious, maybe you didn't eat anything this morning and have some low blood pressure problems, not heart-related issues. Fortunately, this student caught you in time, if you had fallen down, it would have been a big trouble."

  The old director's wife was even more grateful to Qu Mingjun, and she scolded her old husband. This made Qu Mingjun a bit uneasy, so he stood up and wanted to take his leave. However, the old director and his wife still kept him there to eat a rich breakfast before letting him go.

  Before leaving, the old director specifically instructed Qu Mingjun: "Little Qu, if you're not bothered, when you have time, come visit me at home. Now it seems that my wife won't let me go out for exercise again, so take the opportunity to come home and see me."

  "Alright, Dean. You're too polite."

  "Hey, don't mind me being an old man. Didn't you say you also play Go? Not today, but next time come and keep an old man company for a few games?"

  "I'll definitely keep you company if I have the chance!" Qu Mingjun smiled and left, with the old director's wife personally seeing him out of the house.

  As soon as the school started, each class was sorting out the situation during the holidays according to the requirements of their superiors, such as whether anything happened during the holidays, whether there were any difficulties at home, and what good deeds they did. Qu Mingjun didn't put the matter of helping the old principal in his heart at all, and he didn't report it, just saying that everything was normal.

  In less than two days, Qu Mingjun was summoned by Instructor Jia Jie.

  "Qu Mingjun, didn't you come back to school a few days early?"

  "Yes."

  "Then have you ever met Dean Yuan on the road?"

  "Right."

  "Haha, good kid, it's really you!" Jia Jie exclaimed with a excited face.

  Qu Mingjun didn't understand why the instructor was so excited.

  "You young fellow, having done such a great deed, why didn't you report it?"

  "This, this is what one should do after seeing it, right? Still need to report?" Qu Mingjun really didn't think of this matter as a good deed, in his view, lending a helping hand when encountering such things was only natural, in other words, if you happened to be there, then you should do so. Is reporting still necessary?

  "You, the college has already called the brigade, and the brigade has called our team, asking us to give you a good commendation. Not to mention that you saved the old principal, even if it was just an ordinary passerby, it's still a very good thing. Why didn't this need to be reported?"

  Dizzy, Qu Mingjun's first thought was that the old dean had to tell this to the top? In fact, Qu Mingjun was wronged by the old dean, and this matter was said by the head of the hospital after visiting the old dean after school and chatting with Mrs. Lao.

  It's said that the disciples inside the temple saved the old temple master, and the leaders were first shocked. What if something really happened to the old temple master? They would all be filled with regret. Then the leaders started searching for this disciple, they must give him a good reward. This kid actually saved their leader, who else should they reward if not him?

  So, Qu Mingjun himself was somewhat tearfully amused to receive recognition from the college at the new semester's mobilization meeting, becoming a model for the whole college of learning from Lei Feng and doing good deeds. His photo with a big red flower, which he thought was very silly in his heart, was also hung in front of the grand auditorium. From then on, Qu Mingjun became a prominent figure in the minds of leaders at all levels, from the squad to the college.