Reborn in 1977, starting with severing ties with family.

Wang Jianguo thought for a moment, then reached out and pulled out a match. Jiang Sen lit it for him with a match, and then lit one for himself as well.

"Cough cough cough..."

Unexpectedly, after taking one sip, Wang Jianguo coughed so hard it looked like he was about to pass out.

Jiang Sen quickly patted him on the back, "You don't smoke? Why are you smoking? Take a break, you'll be fine in a bit!"

Having finally caught his breath, Jiang Sen tried to take the cigarette from Wang Jianguo, but Wang Jianguo dodged it.

"I didn't know that before, but maybe I will in the future!"

Jiang Sen didn't insist and nodded. "You won't know how to do it at first. Slowly inhale, don't take too big a breath, just a little bit, and don't inhale it all into your lungs. Inhale it through your mouth, then let it go around once, and then exhale it out through your nose. Look... Hey, that's right!"

In no time at all, Jiang Sen successfully taught Wang Jianguo to smoke.

"One more!" After finishing his cigarette, Wang Jianguo held out his hand to Jiang Sen.

Jiang Sen patted him on the shoulder and said, "Forget it, you've only just learned to smoke, so smoke less. You'll get drunk if you keep going."

After he finished speaking, he saw the person coming out of the restroom, turned around and went back in. Just as he was closing the door, he heard Wang Jianguo ask him, "Can smoking make you drunk?"

He smiled and closed the door.

Back when he secretly learned to smoke, he got drunk once, feeling dizzy, nauseous, and the world spinning around him, just like when he was drunk.

Afterwards, a classmate told him that he was under the influence of cigarette smoke and advised him to smoke less at first.

After coming out of the restroom, Wang Jianguo took over. After he came out, the two walked back together and heard singing coming from inside the carriage.

Feng Chao was not in his seat, Jiang Sen asked Zhang Zhiqiang.

Zhang Zhiqiang gestured towards the middle of the car with his chin, saying, "I saw an acquaintance, so I changed to that side."

Feng Chao stood in the aisle, waving his hand and directing the educated youth to sing.

Jiang Sen and Wang Jianguo exchanged a glance and both smiled.

The two had only just met, yet they seemed to have a tacit understanding, both able to see what kind of person Feng Chao was.

"Lights out!" the train conductor shouted from the front of the carriage.

The singing stopped, followed by a clattering noise, and then the lights in the train carriage went out.

After Feng Chao left, Jiang Sen simply put his bag on the headboard of his seat and lay down using it as a pillow.

"Ah, that feels so good!" He let out a long sigh, then turned to look at the two dark figures opposite him. "When I wake up later, it'll be your turn to lie down."

The two responded and then fell silent. After a while, the carriage gradually quieted down.

Jiang Sen developed a habit of being constantly vigilant in prison, always on guard against inmates who might try to harass him in the middle of the night.

He would wake up quickly at the slightest noise.

Right now, he heard someone rummaging through his bag.

It's so light that if you're not paying attention, you might think someone has changed their sleeping position.

But he couldn't have misheard; he turned around and changed his posture, making a completely different sound from the sound of rummaging through a bag.

He lightly kicked the car wall, his body jerked up a little, and his head popped out of the seat into the aisle.

After my eyes adjusted to the darkness, although I couldn't see who it was, I could see a dark figure moving back and forth in the corridor.

The shadowy figure paused at each seat for a while, then moved to the other side.

Is someone stealing something?

Jiang Sen didn't move, nor did he want to get involved, but the dark figure walked towards him.

He remained silent, staring at the shadowy figure in the darkness.

In my past life, when I took the train, it was always packed with people, the carriages were overflowing, and I never encountered anyone stealing anything.

Many people got off at the last stop before dark, leaving almost only these educated youths in the carriage.

After changing trains in Shenyang and heading further north, the population decreases, and large plains and mountains begin to appear.

The dark figure paused, seemingly listening for any movement, before leaning into the seat behind Jiang Sen.

Jiang Sen heard the sound of someone rummaging through a bag again.

After a while, the dark figure returned to the passageway and stood above Jiang Sen's head.

Jiang Sen squinted at him, thinking that if he dared to rummage through his bag, he would make him regret being born.

A hand slowly reached towards the bag under Jiang Sen's head.

Jiang Sen was poised to strike, waiting for the moment his hand reached into the bag before he exploded.

"Ah! Catch the pervert!"

A scream pierced the darkness, waking many people, and the hand quickly withdrew.

Jiang Sen sat up and, out of the corner of his eye, saw the dark figure sit in the empty seat across the aisle.

Someone asked, "What's wrong?"

"Someone shouted, 'Catch the pervert!'"

"where?"

"Over there, by the toilet!"

"Let's go over and have a look!"

"Go over and have a look!"

One of the educated youth took out a flashlight, and the carriage lit up. Several people quickly walked towards the top of the carriage.

Taking advantage of the moment the flashlight shone, Jiang Sen clearly saw the person sitting in the empty seat across the aisle.

It was him!

The man was very thin, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with three forehead wrinkles that seemed out of place for his age.

He has single eyelids and very small pupils. When he looks at people, a sliver of white is visible under his eyes, which makes him look a bit fierce.

He wore the same gray clothes as everyone else, patched in several places, but his hands were exceptionally beautiful, with long, slender fingers.

This man is called Wei San. In his previous life, he was a habitual thief, but few people were able to catch him in the act.

Jiang Sen only learned that Wei San was a habitual thief in his third year working in the countryside. A fox pelt was stolen from the forest farm, and the police came and finally caught Wei San.

I never imagined I'd see him on a train in this lifetime.

Jiang Sen remembered that Wei San seemed to have gone to the countryside before him, earlier than him.

Why are you in the same batch as him this time?

After being reborn, it seems that many things have gone wrong.

No matter how many questions he had, Jiang Sen didn't have time to delve into them, because Wei San had already gotten up with the others and was making a ruckus as they headed towards the front toilet.

It was as if he had always been one of the group.

Zhang Zhiqiang and Wang Jianguo were also woken up and stood up to look ahead.

"What's wrong?" Wang Jianguo asked.

Jiang Sen replied, "I just heard a female educated youth shouting 'Catch the hooligan!' I'll go check it out!"

Jiang Sen followed the group forward, and Wang Jianguo said to Zhang Zhiqiang, "You look at the things, I'll go take a look too."

Zhang Zhiqiang also wanted to go, but he had to watch the things, so he could only kneel on the chair and crane his neck to look in that direction.

The area between the carriages was already quite noisy, and the sounds of fighting and shouting could be faintly heard.

Jiang Sen squeezed through and saw a man being beaten to the ground by several educated youths, his body curled up.

He kept shouting, "I didn't do anything indecent, she just left the bathroom door unlocked!"

Jiang Sen looked around and found a woman being comforted by several female educated youths.

The girl looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and she was crying so hard she could barely breathe.

The front carriage door suddenly opened, and the train conductor appeared.

Upon seeing the scene, he shouted, "Stop!"

As he spoke, he walked a few steps into the carriage, pressed a switch in the duty room next to it, and the carriage lights came on.

The lights cast a pale white glow, making everyone's faces look terrible.

The train conductor frowned at the person on the ground. "Why did you hit him?"

Several educated youths chattered amongst themselves.

The train conductor waved his hand and said, "Quiet! Speak one by one, you can't even tell how many people are talking. Tell me, what's going on?" He pointed to a female educated youth who was comforting the girl and asked.

The female educated youth was filled with righteous indignation and made a profound criticism, describing the person being beaten on the ground as utterly wicked and detestable.

Finally, he didn't forget to conclude, "A morally corrupt scoundrel like him should be disqualified from going to the countryside and exiled to the far northwest!"

Everyone knows that the most arduous place during the Down to the Countryside Movement was not the Great Northern Wilderness, but the desolate lands of Northwest China.

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions were quite interesting.

There were angry people, gloating people, and sympathetic people, but not a single person spoke up for this person.

When Jiang Sen heard the man say that the female educated youth hadn't locked the toilet door, he knew it was a misunderstanding.