Reborn in 1977, starting with severing ties with family.

After everyone else had finished washing up, Jiang Sen took his towel, toothbrush, and toothpaste to wash up as well.

While brushing his teeth and staring at the mirror above the sink, Jiang Sen suddenly realized a very serious problem.

He glanced down at the toothbrush with its bristles already splitting and the half-used toothpaste, realizing he'd forgotten to buy more.

Hopefully, the supply and marketing cooperatives over there will have them.

He lowered his head to rinse his mouth, washed his face, and then took his things back to his seat.

Some people had already started eating, so he took out some steamed buns too.

Steamed buns spoil easily in the summer, so it's best to eat them as soon as possible.

After Zhang Zhiqiang and Wang Jianguo returned, he gave each of them three steamed buns.

"I don't need it..." Zhang Zhiqiang was a little shy, looking at the steamed bun in his hand with some difficulty. He hadn't eaten the one Jiang Sen had given him before.

"Eat up, don't be so polite!" Jiang Sen said. "It's hot, it'll go bad if you don't eat it soon, consider it a favor!"

Wang Jianguo didn't stand on ceremony and said while biting into his steamed bun, "Why don't you just take out your pickled vegetables?"

"Great!" Zhang Zhiqiang immediately perked up, took out a pickled vegetable jar, opened the lid, and placed it on the small table. "You guys eat!"

Jiang Sen ate a steamed bun, then took out a thermos from his luggage and said, "I'll go get some hot water."

"I'll go, I'll go!" Zhang Zhiqiang quickly took it, as if he had gotten a great deal from eating the steamed bun and wanted to do more to make up for it.

Watching him leave, Wang Jianguo said, "He's a pretty honest and simple guy."

Jiang Sen nodded without saying anything; he always kept a certain distance from everyone.

Because it's impossible to truly understand someone's inner thoughts based on just one or two days of interaction.

"And you? Why did you go to the countryside?" he asked.

Wang Jianguo was silent for a while before saying, "My parents are both teachers at Kyoto University. I came to Beidahuang, and they are going to Xinjiang in a few days."

Jiang Sen guessed that his family must have some connections, but he didn't expect that it would separate him from his parents so far away.

Xinjiang!

In the past, when things were so developed, traveling to Xinjiang was farther than going abroad.

"We'll definitely meet again in the future," Jiang Sen said with absolute certainty.

Wang Jianguo shook his head, somewhat dejected, "It's possible we'll never see each other again."

"If you trust me, I guarantee you'll be able to see each other again soon."

Wang Jianguo thought Jiang Sen was trying to comfort him, so he smiled and said, "It's okay, whether it's true or not, thank you!"

Jiang Sen also knew that it was too early to say these things now, and that few people would believe him anyway.

In my previous life, high-speed rail and airplanes made it only five or six hours to travel from Kyoto to Xinjiang.

But now, it would probably take more than a month to get there by car.

Zhang Zhiqiang returned, carrying a thermos, which attracted a lot of attention.

Several educated youths came over with their tea mugs, saying, "Comrade, pour me some, thank you!"

Zhang Zhiqiang's face turned red again. He wanted to give it but was in a dilemma. He wanted to refuse but didn't know how to say it. He couldn't help but look at Jiang Sen.

Jiang Sen reached out and took the thermos, saying, "Go fight if you want. We've given it all to you. We've fought for nothing, haven't we?"

Those educated youths holding cups were awkwardly caught in a dilemma, and in the end, they tried to save face by snorting and shrinking back.

One of the educated youths expressed his dissatisfaction, saying, "Comrade, we should help each other when we're out here. Isn't what you're doing inappropriate?"

Jiang Sen glanced at it and retorted, "Then share the food you brought with everyone, help each other out. I'm sure some people didn't bring enough."

The man paused for a moment, his face flushed with embarrassment and anger, he snorted coldly, and turned back.

Jiang Sen disagreed, saying that some people are never satisfied with taking advantage of others. If you give them face once, they will take advantage of you and push their luck.

Wang Jianguo was somewhat worried, "Jiang Sen, you'll offend people by doing this. What if they cause trouble for you when you get to the farm?"

Jiang Sen said dismissively, "I'm the kind of person who doesn't cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of trouble either. If I can't avoid it, I'll just do it!"

Wang Jianguo smiled and shook his head, saying nothing more.

Zhang Zhiqiang, on the contrary, said, "I think Jiang Sen is right!"

Jiang Sen was quite surprised that someone who rarely spoke and whose face would turn red when she did say something would actually say such a thing.

Wang Jianguo did the same. The two looked at each other and smiled, then patted Zhang Zhiqiang on the shoulder at the same time.

"Not bad! I didn't realize you were a江湖儿女 (jianghu er wu, meaning someone from the martial arts world)!" Jiang Sen joked.

Zhang Zhiqiang smiled and nodded, revealing a set of bright white teeth.

Although Wang Jianguo disagreed with Jiang Sen's viewpoint, he still laughed.

Time flew by, and the train conductor arrived. "Comrades, it is now 7:30 a.m. Beijing time. We will arrive at Shenyang Railway Station in 30 minutes. Please prepare in advance! After getting off the train, do not leave the station or wander around. Those who are going to the Great Northern Wilderness should go to the opposite platform to transfer to the train heading towards Sankesong! If you have any questions, please find the staff on the platform."

As soon as the train conductor finished speaking, cheers erupted in the carriage, and people began taking their luggage from the overhead racks.

Some people were singing "Birch Forest" loudly, and gradually others joined in, eventually turning it into a chorus.

After finishing the song, still feeling unsatisfied, someone started singing "Katyusha".

After finishing one song, they switched to another.

The enthusiasm was so high that it made one mistakenly believe that they would arrive at their destination soon.

Jiang Sen thought to himself, "After you get off the bus at Sankeshu in two days, take a day and a night in a big truck, and walk dozens of kilometers, I hope you will still have the energy to sing."

He knew he wasn't a kind person, and that he was only good to a few people.

But even if an insignificant person begs him for help, he will not show him the slightest pity.

In his previous life, he experienced too much and saw too much in prison.

Sometimes, being soft-hearted and kind can come at the cost of your life.

We arrived at Shenyang Station, and all the passengers on the train disembarked here.

People were exiting the station and changing trains; the platform was in complete chaos.

People traveling are always carrying large bags and walking in a hurry; some are even running so fast that they knock others over.

Jiang Sen, carrying his luggage, suitcase, and bag, said to Wang Jianguo and Zhang Zhiqiang, "Stay close to me!" and strode quickly toward the opposite platform.

The train to Sankesong is the first train departing from there, so you have to be quick to get on and secure a seat.

Almost everyone who boarded the bus crowded in front of the doors and open windows.

Jiang Sen led the two to a spot with an open window and threw their luggage inside.

“Come on, let me help you up!” he said to Wang Jianguo.

"Huh? Will it work?"

"Hurry up, or there won't be any seats left!"

Wang Jianguo had no choice; in terms of physique and build, he was the thinnest and lightest.

Clinging to the window, before she could even exert any force, Jiang Sen grabbed her from below and shoved her inside.

Wang Jianguo: ...

Before he could even react, Jiang Sen shoved him inside.

He quickly stood up, holding onto the chair, and took the luggage that Jiang Sen and Zhang Zhiqiang handed in through the window.

Then Zhang Zhiqiang came in too.

Finally, it's Jiang Sen.

He clung to the window, used his arms to pull himself up, lifted one leg up, and with a final push, he was inside.

After they were seated, people came in from the doorway and rushed in to take up seats.

"Here! Come here!"

"Over here, over here! I've taken up four seats!"

"I came first!"

"I'll sit down first!"

"Get out of the way!"

"I won't let you!"

"Alright, alright, let's all squeeze in!"

Soon, the entire carriage was packed with people, and the aisle was also full of people, even more than the train from Kyoto to Shenyang.

Wang Jianguo asked in a low voice, "Why are there so many people heading to the Great Northern Wilderness?"