The sky collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, I found myself transported to Nanluoguxiang.

For the next few days of the journey, Li Kaixin would brew a large pot of warming herbal soup every day for the people in the back of the train and the entire transport team.

Despite this, some of the people in the back of the train still inevitably fell ill.

Fortunately, the herbal decoction served as a precaution, so the condition wasn't too serious.

Every time they stopped for a rest, Li Kaixin would walk around the back of each car to check on those who were feeling unwell.

Over time, he became familiar with those people and received a lot of thanks.

Of course, Li Kaixin also received preferential treatment from the transport team, such as cooking for the people in the back of the truck, and he was never asked to do anything else after that.

On the afternoon of the fifth day, as it was getting dark...

We finally arrived at our destination, a county town near the Batel Production Brigade from the last trip.

The convoy drove into the county town and finally stopped in front of a row of mud-brick houses. Red flags fluttered on the platform next to it, clearly indicating that it was the office of the county government.

Two people were standing at the door of the mud-brick house. When they saw the convoy coming this way, they immediately turned around and ran into the house.

As soon as Captain Wang got out of the car, he saw a middle-aged man who looked like a Han Chinese leading three brigade leaders, Batel, Dorji, and Saren, out of the mud-brick house to greet him.

The middle-aged man strode forward, extending his hand warmly: "Oh, Captain Wang, you've finally arrived! We've been waiting for you all day!"

"Secretary Yun, those people are physically weak and had some trouble on the way, which caused the delay!" Captain Wang quickly grasped the outstretched hand.

Secretary Yun nodded knowingly and glanced around.

Then, he leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "Captain Wang, how many casualties have you encountered along this route?"

"What do you mean by this?" Captain Wang's expression changed slightly, and his tone became serious.

"Captain Wang, please don't misunderstand, I'm not here to interrogate you," Secretary Yun quickly explained. "I need to make a record of the number of casualties on the road, and I'll report it to my superiors later."

He paused, then lowered his voice: "You don't need to worry, as long as the number of people is kept to within ten, everything will be fine."

"Secretary Yun, why didn't anyone tell me about this when we set off?" Captain Wang's heart was unsettled, and his voice unconsciously rose a few decibels.

He never expected that his threat to Aunt Li would actually come true.

"Keep your voice down, don't let them hear." Secretary Yun gestured for silence, then said with a hint of helplessness, "Captain Wang, you've been doing this for so many years, don't you understand the principles involved?"

Captain Wang fell silent, slowly realizing what he meant.

The higher-ups were also afraid that someone might abuse the quota and do something they shouldn't have by concealing this matter.

"I understand what you mean." Captain Wang didn't press further, then smiled. "Secretary Yun, don't worry, all 113 people are accounted for."

"Really?" Secretary Yun was somewhat incredulous. "Captain Wang, this matter must not be concealed. I will report it to my superiors."

After she finished speaking, she stared straight at him, as if trying to discern something else from his face.

"Who would dare to hide something like this? Secretary Yun, if you don't believe me, you can go and count it yourself." Captain Wang's expression became serious.

Seeing his appearance, Secretary Yun began to believe him to some extent.

He put on a smile again: "Good, good, good! Captain Wang, I will definitely recommend this to the higher-ups."

He had no choice but to be cautious. Several convoys from other places had already sent people here. The better ones had three or four casualties, while the worst convoy lost eight people.

Upon hearing that no one had died, he couldn't help but doubt its veracity.

"Secretary Yun, this is what we should do."

Captain Wang responded with a smile, then changed the subject: "Actually, this is all thanks to Li Kaixin, the driver of our transportation team."

"He not only solved the food problem, but also cured many people with his superb medical skills. Otherwise, we certainly wouldn't have been able to guarantee zero casualties this time."

Upon hearing this, Secretary Yun was immediately surprised: "Captain Wang, is your Master Li so skilled? I've never seen him before!"

Upon hearing Li Kaixin's name, Dorji, who was behind him, immediately chimed in excitedly, "Secretary Yun, Brother Kaixin may be young, but he's a true hero!"

Batel and Saren nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the three captains all spoke highly of it, Secretary Yun became curious.

Just as I was about to ask Captain Wang to introduce the person, an old man who managed the warehouse led a dozen or so clerks out of the mud-brick house on the other side, carrying bundles of sheepskin coats.

The old man hurried up to Secretary Yun, a simple smile on his face: "Secretary Yun, we brought a total of one hundred and twenty sheepskin coats. I wonder if that's enough for the people who brought them?"

Secretary Yun suppressed his curiosity for the moment and replied with a smile, "That's more than enough, Uncle Qin. Please have them distribute it first, so that the comrades on the bus don't get cold."

Grandpa Qin smiled and nodded, then turned and called out, "Everyone, hurry up and distribute the coats to everyone on the bus!"

Upon hearing this, the dozen or so clerks carrying sheepskin coats behind them didn't dare to delay and quickly walked towards the convoy.

Beside the convoy, Li Kaixin and the rest of the transport team got out of their vehicles. Seeing the clerks carrying sheepskin coats walking towards the convoy, they all stepped forward to lend a hand.

Inside the back of the train, those who had been peeking out cheered when they heard that they were being given sheepskin coats.

These past few days, after entering Inner Mongolia, without thick cotton-padded clothes to keep warm, they have been huddled in the carriage all day long, and even when they get off the train to get some fresh air, they are shivering from the cold.

The carriage was filled with the smells of sweat, urine, and various other indescribable odors, but no one dared to keep the canopy up for too long and could only endure it.

The clerks were already used to this scene.

Long before this convoy, they had already received several groups of people, and had seen even more tragic scenes.

They each came to a vehicle, first asking the people in the carriage to maintain order, and then began handing out sheepskin coats to them one by one.

Those who received the coat reacted in all sorts of ways: some immediately put it on; some held the coat, their lips trembling, unable to speak; and some even brought the coat to their noses and grinned, but as they smiled, tears began to fall.

Li Kaixin, who was helping to distribute the sheepskin coats, witnessed all of this and felt very conflicted.

Captain Wang, noticing Li Kaixin in the crowd, smiled and pointed, "Secretary Yun, that's Master Li Kaixin. Shall we call him over?"

"Great! Captain Wang, I've been wanting to get to know this capable person too." Secretary Yun said, looking in the direction he was pointing.

Seeing this, Captain Wang turned and waved to Li Kaixin: "Kaixin, could you come here for a moment? Secretary Yun is looking for you!"

"Alright, Captain Wang."

Li Kaixin responded, handed the sheepskin coat in his hand to Zhou Zhiming beside him, and strode over.