The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

"Officer, there's no fighting or brawling happening, really! It's just that a tree suddenly fell on the road, blocking our cars. The brothers from the nearby farm came out with tools to help us, and as soon as we saw them coming to help, we got out of the car specifically to thank them. I know them all."

Guo Dongjun hurriedly stepped forward to explain, hoping that Old Zhang and the others wouldn't really be taken away.

Everyone doesn't have deep-seated hatred; it's unnecessary to send someone inside.

This matter could be big or small. If it really is proven to be a highway robbery charge, Old Zhang could be inside for ten years or more.

These are honest and genuine farmers, diligently working all their lives, enduring hardship. If they go inside now, it would be very unfair to their families.

Besides, they aren't bad people.

He Weiming glanced over, and the shovels behind couldn't even be hidden.

And that big tree; those two cars are packed full of food.

At a time like this, in these extraordinary circumstances, everyone knows that food can save lives.

He Weiming understood clearly that whether this was highway robbery was actually hard to say.

Old Zhang and the others' hearts were raised with his glance.

Right now, a word from Guo Dongjun could ruin them all.

But can they blame him?

No, they can't!

Do they not know clearly what they have done?

Old Zhang lowered his head.

"Officer, we..."

It's better to confess honestly and avoid making it difficult for the village.

He was prepared to take the blame himself, not dragging more people down.

"Officer, it was us, it has nothing to do with our production team leader."

People below already began to step forward to confess.

Others also hurried to speak up.

"Oh, what did you do?"

He Weiming chuckled, since when has confessing in front of the police become a coveted act.

They even scrambled to admit.

"We..."

Old Zhang stuttered; organizing villagers for robbery, what kind of thing is that? Being imprisoned is one thing, but dragging down the whole village cannot happen.

At least forty to fifty able-bodied men came with him today; if all went inside.

What would the elderly and children in the village eat and drink, and he would have ruined the whole village in his lifetime.

The entire production team would be dragged into jail because of him.

He hadn't yet figured out how to say it.

Guo Dongjun hurriedly stepped forward, "Officer, they really came up to help out of goodwill, don't misunderstand. You see, carrying shovels and hoes, they're here to help us move the tree in front. You saw how thick the tree is; just a few of us couldn't move it.

Luckily, these kind villagers came to help us. Old Zhang, I really must thank you; it's a good thing you brought villagers to help us."

He anxiously winked at Old Zhang; at this critical moment, how could Old Zhang slip up?

How could he speak indiscriminately and drag down an entire village?

Only then did Old Zhang suddenly realize that Old Guo was genuinely helping him.

He quickly replied, "Yes, yes, Officer, we were just helping Old Guo move the tree blocking the cars. You saw how thick it is; we brought tools; otherwise, the tree couldn't be moved. Old Guo, we've known each other for so many years, don't say those polite words, besides, I can't face you."

He truly felt ashamed; having done such a thing, they still helped cover for him, what are they after!

If not for avoiding dragging down an entire village.

For what he did, what is that?

He Weiming smiled slightly, these people appeared to be honest villagers, though the situation seemed suspicious.

With his perspective, it was just helping out, not even close to robbery.

But after all, they're villagers; they haven't done any real harm, and it looks like both production teams know each other.

Since they were willing to cover for them, he decided not to play the villain.

At this critical moment, should he really take all forty to fifty people to the station? They couldn't even afford to feed them.

Since the villagers could resolve their conflicts themselves, he wouldn't intervene.

"Since they're helping, you should quickly lend a hand; I'll help move the tree too. The car is carrying food, and if it's blocked here, if seen by someone with bad intentions, it could endanger them. Then your kindness might turn into a bad deed."

"Come, come, lend a hand, quickly help move the tree."

Since the officer spoke, everyone immediately scrambled to start moving the tree in front of the car.

The tree was originally moved by them, so moving it back wasn't hard; with forty to fifty strong men, the tree was quickly moved, and the road became clear.

Guo Dongjun watched as the forty to fifty strong men squatted by the roadside panting one by one, their faces pale and thin, knowing it meant they were hungry; exerting such effort certainly made them dizzy now.

He felt a sense of pity.

Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't bear it and whispered in Guo Dongjun's ear.

"Manager, my uncle said earlier that the supply and marketing agency accepts all kinds of products. Although they don't have timber, surely there are things like dried mushrooms, fungi, and hazelnuts collected from hills in autumn; if they bring these dried products, they can exchange them for food."

Jiang Xiaoxiao couldn't bear it, although she couldn't reveal her space at this time, watching people suffer without giving food was unbearable.

Whether called a Holy Mother or considered kind-hearted, at this moment she couldn't watch others perish.

Helping a little is better than none, although her excuse is rather awkward, hard to analyze thoroughly.

The production team might have some dried fungi, mushrooms, hazelnuts, but probably not much in quantity; however, exchanging for a bit of food could help them endure a few more days.

They must wait for county relief food to arrive.

Guo Dongjun's eyes lit up.

"Your uncle's idea is good. Likely many in their production team have these stocked. I remember when I was in the production team, people would go to the hills in autumn for hazelnuts, pine nuts, and picking mushrooms and fungi.

And there are plenty of these things in our forest. I estimate every household has saved a lot.

If your uncle collects them, they might really exchange for quite a bit of food; you saved their lives."

Guo Dongjun felt a surge of warmth.

Finding a way for everyone is truly a good thing for them.

He pulled Old Zhang aside, whispered excitedly for half a day, both their faces joyful.

Old Zhang returned to tell the villagers, those who were earlier dispirited and crestfallen now looked invigorated; they bowed towards him, and hurried back to the village.

Everyone returned to pack their things.

Fan Jianguo was confused; he didn't understand why these people bowed towards him.

Only when Jiang Xiaoxiao quietly explained did Fan Jianguo finally understand.

Upon understanding, he couldn't help but nod, these mushrooms, fungi, hazelnuts, pine nuts and the like are indeed scarcities in the city.

They're located in Jingbei.

There are many officials and workers, and truly, no household lacks money.

As long as there are goods, many are willing to buy, but now even with money, things can't be bought.

It's simply a win-win situation; these people exchange things for money, buy food, while those with no goods can use money to buy them—a way for all to get what they need.