Reborn in 1977, starting with severing ties with family.

Jiang Sen won't step forward. In this kind of situation, with no witnesses and in the dark, he'd be in deep trouble no matter what.

If I stand up for him, I might be attacked by these hot-blooded youths and become one of them, thus getting implicated.

Jiang Sen glanced at the young man on the ground with pity, then turned back to meet Wang Jianguo behind him and urge him back.

"Nothing to see, let's go back!"

"What happened? Did they catch the thug?"

Jiang Sen pushed him back to his seat before quietly recounting what had happened.

Wang Jianguo's expression turned serious, and he looked very angry. He turned his head and glanced at him before slowly calming down and saying in a low voice, "It depends on his own luck."

Before long, the educated youth returned one after another. When the female educated youth passed by Jiang Sen and the others, she was still sobbing.

He didn't see the young man, but he heard from others that the man had been taken away by the train conductor.

As for what will happen next, nobody knows.

Jiang Sen thought that once he got on the train, it would be just like his previous life, and he would arrive at his destination in no time.

I never expected so many things to happen.

About ten minutes later, the train conductor returned and announced from the top of the carriage, "Lights out!"

But before he could turn off the light, someone suddenly shouted, "My money is gone!"

“Mine is gone too, and so are the grain coupons! That was all the money my family gave me, more than seventy yuan and a hundred jin of grain coupons!”

"Mine is gone too, what should I do!"

As the voices cried out that the money was missing, the sound of a woman crying anxiously could be heard.

The train attendant stood at the front of the carriage, paused for a moment as he turned around, and then quickly walked inside.

As they passed Jiang Sen and his group, they all looked towards the center at the same time.

Several people stood up and searched everywhere, but they couldn't find it on their bodies or in their bags. Several female educated youths were so anxious that they stomped their feet.

Jiang Sen searched around and saw that at the other end of the carriage, the thin, dark-skinned young man, as if curious, also stood up and looked towards the middle with the others.

Jiang Sen was certain that the money was still with that person.

But he remained calm, seemingly unconcerned.

That's true, no one can say that the money on him was lost by those few people.

Unless there are writings or markings on the money.

The train conductor seemed to think this was a common occurrence, saying, "Why don't you keep your money safe when you're traveling? Look carefully, maybe it's under something."

A young female educated youth said with a sob in her voice, "I put it in my bag, at the very bottom, wrapped in a handkerchief, how could it just disappear..."

"Me too……"

"I also wrapped it in checkered cloth..."

"Who the hell stole this?" a young man roared, looking back and forth. "Hurry up and hand it over, it's okay! If I find out, I'll chop off your hand!"

They looked at each other, none of them seemed right, yet all seemed suspicious, and for a moment no one spoke.

The train attendants also kept an eye on things, knowing that without being caught red-handed, there was no way to catch them in the act.

He said, "Alright, I'll report this to the authorities and inform your farm. Now go to sleep! Make sure you have your things!"

Every one of the educated youth looked grim.

If so many things happen as soon as I leave home, will things be any better once I get to the farm?

The initial enthusiasm for singing loudly should not be dampened at all.

One by one, they slumped back into their seats, dejected, their sleepiness gone.

The dark figure sensed someone staring at him, followed the gaze, and met Jiang Sen's eyes. As the carriage lights went out, the figure showed a surprised expression and disappeared into the darkness.

Jiang Sen smiled slightly and lay back down.

This guy is quite perceptive; with that last glance, he probably guessed that Jiang Sen might have seen him doing something.

The train let out a long "whoosh," and all that remained in your ears was the clanging of its wheels.

Before dawn, Jiang Sen woke up, looked at the whitening horizon outside, nudged Wang Jianguo, and gestured for him to come and lie down and sleep a little longer.

It was uncomfortable to sleep sitting up, so Wang Jianguo didn't refuse and switched places with Jiang Sen before lying down.

Jiang Sen got up and went to the restroom. When he came out, he stood at the junction of the carriages and smoked.

Suddenly, light footsteps sounded behind them, and the thin young man appeared.

She lowered her head slightly, looking up at Jiang Sen, standing with one foot in front of the other.

Jiang Sen had seen this posture many times in prison.

It's the kind of attitude that wants to negotiate with you, but also wants to convey that if negotiations fail, then it's time to fight.

He glanced at the other man sideways, said nothing, and exhaled a puff of smoke, which enveloped both of them.

“I know you saw it!” the man said, his voice deep and unusually mature for his age. “As long as you keep it to yourself, I can give you half.”

Jiang Sen didn't speak, but stared at him.

The man saw the disdain in Jiang Sen's eyes and was stunned for a moment. This was not the look a young man should have.

It's more like someone who's lived for decades and is used to people like them—high and mighty, with a disdainful air that could crush you with a single step.

"If you're not satisfied, I can give you everything!" the man relented.

Jiang Sen finished his cigarette, stubbed it out, put it in the metal ashtray next to him, and put the lid on.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"...Wei San!"

Jiang Sen nodded, confirming that he hadn't lied to himself.

“I don’t even want your little bit of money!” he said. “But you better behave yourself when I’m around, and if I ever need your help in the future…”

"No problem!"

Before Jiang Sen could finish speaking, Wei San understood what he meant.

Let him go this time, but leave him with leverage so he won't refuse to do anything you ask him to in the future.

In their words, Jiang Sen would be his boss from now on, and Wei San would have to listen to Jiang Sen whenever he spoke.

Wei San agreed readily because he knew that in a place like the Great Northern Wilderness, if he acted secretly on his own, he might get himself into trouble.

If you have someone to rely on, you might be able to live a more comfortable life.

Who told him he had no skills whatsoever, all he knew was stealing!

At this point, he already considered Jiang Sen as his colleague.

If Jiang Sen knew what he was thinking, he would definitely laugh out loud three times and then curse, "Bullshit! I wouldn't stoop to your level!"

Jiang Sen was very satisfied. He patted Wei San on the shoulder and, seeing him secretly swallowing, gave him the half-pack of cigarettes he still had in his pocket.

Wei San was very excited and thanked him repeatedly.

Jiang Sen ignored it, turned around and left, saying, "Remember, my name is Jiang Sen!"

Back in his seat, Zhang Zhiqiang was already awake. Seeing him return, he turned his head and asked, "Is anyone in the restroom?"

"I just came out, no one went in yet, hurry up and go!" Jiang Sen sat down, exhaled, and watched Zhang Zhiqiang go to the toilet.

Outside the window, the sky was gradually brightening, and my thoughts drifted further and further away with the distant horizon...

Two more hours passed before the others gradually woke up, and the carriage became noisy.

They lined up one by one to use the toilet and wash up.

Jiang Sen snapped out of his thoughts and nudged Wang Jianguo, "It's dawn!"

It wasn't that he didn't want people to sleep, but rather that his toiletries were all in the bag under his head.

Wang Jianguo got up, yawned, glanced out the window, and said, "Is it already dawn?"

“It gets light early in the summer in Northeast China, so it should be around 5 a.m. right now.”

Wang Jianguo was somewhat surprised, rolled up his sleeves and glanced at the time on his watch, "It really is!"

Jiang Sen was even more surprised than he was.

Even though his family was well-off, Jiang Dayou was the only one who owned a Shanghai brand watch.

He also wanted one, but watches were expensive and hard to come by. He could only envy his classmates who wore them.

He regretted it a little; he should have gotten one before coming. It's not like he couldn't afford it; he's a rich man now.