Chu Tian looked at the elderly people, then at the height of the truck bed. After thinking for a moment, he strode to Chu Min and whispered, "Watch closely. If you can help, take the opportunity to help."

Chu Min opened his mouth, wanting to say that it was not right for him to openly help people like them. But looking at Chu Tian's expression without a trace of smile, he nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

Fortunately, Chu Tian's truck was the first to board people, and the five trucks behind it were also loading people one after another. The whole scene was noisy at this time, so no one was looking in their direction, which made it convenient for Chu Min and Chu Tian to help them get on the truck...

Although Secretary Jiang was making arrangements from a distance, he would occasionally glance at Chu Tian and the other person out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that they were helping the elderly people, he nodded with satisfaction, thinking that he had not made a mistake.

Chu Tian looked at the old, weak, and sick people in the car, and silently lit a candle for them in his heart, hoping that they could arrive in Xinjiang smoothly...

"You guys, you'd better put on all the clothes you can. It's already the end of November, and the further northwest we go, the colder it will get..."

Everyone looked at Chu Tian in shock. One of them, a man in his fifties or sixties who looked scholarly, asked, "Young man, what do you mean? Are we going to Xinjiang?"

Chu Tian was stunned for a moment, "Yeah, don't you know?"

Everyone shook their heads, and the man spoke again, "We just heard that there are too many people here, so we need to send some people to other places. We didn't expect it to be to Xinjiang..."

Chu Tian blinked and asked curiously, "So where did you hear you were going?"

The man probably felt that Chu Tian was not like the managers of the farm, so he smiled at him and said, "At first, we heard that we were going to the south..."

Chu Tian nodded, thought for a moment, and then reassured them, "Well, although Xinjiang isn't as rich in resources as the south, you'll understand once you go there. The Han people in Xinjiang are basically all immigrants from all corners of the country, and the different ethnic groups live in harmony with each other. As long as you don't take the initiative to cause trouble, nothing will happen."

The man seemed to understand Chu Tian's hidden meaning, and smiled gratefully, "Thank you, young man."

At this time, the woman sitting next to the man looked at Chu Tian with a worried look on her face, "Young man, can you, can you help me?"

Chu Tian was stunned when he heard this. He turned around and looked around, then asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

The woman ignored the man's attempts to stop her and said, "We don't know which car our granddaughter and grandson have been assigned to. I'm worried about them. Can you let them ride in the same car with us..."

As soon as she spoke, everyone else in the truck started talking, "Little brother, those two kids are really pitiful. Their parents died early, and they've lived with Old Qi and his wife since they were little. Even after Old Qi and his wife moved into this farm, the two kids refused to sever ties with them and followed them in, suffering for several years."

"Look at how filial these two children are. Can you help them? We're willing to trade places with them!"

"Yes, we do..."

"us···"

Chu Tian waved his hand, "It's impossible to change it now, but you can tell me the names of your grandchildren. If I have the chance, I will go and look for them..."

The woman looked disappointed when she heard this, but she still thanked him, "Thank you so much, my granddaughter is Qi Xingyue, and my grandson is Qi Xinghe."

"Qi Xingyue? Qi Xinghe?"

Seeing the woman nod, Chu Tian thought for a moment and then asked, "How old are they? I saw a lot of children just now..."

"The girl is twelve, the boy is ten..."

Chu Tian nodded. Just as he was about to say that he was indeed worried about such a small child, he saw the driver of the truck next door walking towards him from the corner of his eye. He hurriedly whispered, "I know. I'll ask when I have a chance..."

After saying this, he quickly lowered the tarpaulin covering the carport and turned to look at the person who walked towards him.

"Brother Zhang, have you made arrangements?"

The man called Brother Zhang smiled and said, "What's there to arrange? Just let them get in the car and wait."

After a pause, he glanced at the truck bed behind Chu Tian, ​​which was covered tightly with a tarpaulin, and chuckled, "I say, why do you cover the truck bed so tightly?"

Chu Tian glanced back and explained with a smile, "It's so cold standing here. Wouldn't it be even colder when the car starts moving? A tarpaulin can block the wind a little, so we won't suffer so much..."

The man surnamed Zhang scoffed. "Huh? Shielding them from the wind? What's the point of shielding them from the wind? They're supposed to be working, not enjoying themselves. Why should we be so nice to them?"

"You are just too kind-hearted!!!"

Chu Tian frowned slightly. He couldn't say anything profound to a person like him, so he just said lightly, "Even if the prisoners have committed a serious crime, before they are punished, they will be allowed to eat a meal they want out of humanitarianism. Besides, they are not so-called prisoners!"

Zhang was displeased when he heard this. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Director Jiang calling him. He had no choice but to quickly say, "You're just stupid! You'll regret it if you're nice to them!"

Chu Tian looked at him walking away, lowered his head and smiled sneer, thinking to himself that a tiger in the plain is bullied by a dog. You think they are suffering now, so you can bully them at will, but can you be sure that they have always been in the trough?

And do you know what these people’s previous identities were?

Maybe they are the bigwigs in various industries?

Chu Min came over at this time and said, "Little brother, it's time to get on the car. I saw that Director Jiang had the charcoal given by the other party loaded onto the lead car, and now he is urging everyone to get on the car and get ready to set off."

Chu Tian nodded, "Okay, I understand."

After he finished speaking, he didn't lift the tarpaulin, but leaned in and whispered, "We're about to leave now, so we don't have time to look for anyone. I'll go look for them during the lunch break."

A voice quickly came from inside, "Thank you, young man."

Sitting in the driver's seat, Chu Tian heard that the car next to him had started, so he quickly started his car as well, followed their car out of the farm gate, and drove towards the northwest.

At the same time, in the main hall of the Yao family, Yao's father sat on the steps at the door of the main hall, with his back to the main hall, smoking "puff, puff" and listening to the conversation of several people in the room, without saying a word.

In the main room, Yao's mother looked at Yao Xiuhe, whose face was covered with bruises and whose expression was dazed, and tears of heartache kept falling.

"How could this happen? What's the reason? How could he hit you? He wasn't like this before..."

“Why on earth is that…”