Many years ago, I owned a service station and roadhouse（路边小店）on the main road between Melbourne and Adelaide.
One very cold, wet night at about 3:30 a.m., there was a1on the front door of our house. A young man, wet from2to toe, explained that he had 3out of petrol about 30 km up the road. He had left his pregnant（怀孕的）wife and his two children4at the car and said that he would hitchhike（搭便车）back.
Once I had5a can with petrol, I took him back to his car where his two-year-old and four-year-old children were both 6saying that they were cold. Once the car had started, I suggested that he7me back.
Before leaving, I had turned the heater 8in the roadhouse, so that when we went in, it was nice and9While the little ones played and ran 10I prepared bread and butter for the children, and hot chocolate for the11.
It was about 5 a.m. before they 12.The young fellow asked me how much he 13me and I told him that the petrol pump（加油泵）had14$15. He offered to pay “call-out fee”, but I wouldn't accept it.
About a month later, I received a 15from Interstate, a large bus company that we had been trying to16to stop of at our roadhouse for a long time. It17out that the young fellow I had helped was its general manager, the most 18person in the company.
In his letter, he thanked me again and 19me that, from then on, all their buses would stop at my service station. In this 20a little bit of kindness was rewarded with a huge amount of benefits.
