Reborn in 1977, starting with severing ties with family.

Outside Accountant Zhang's house, a crowd had gathered to watch the spectacle.

Li Chaoyang led a few people inside to investigate the scene.

It was called an inspection, but in reality, it was just to see what words the person who shaved Accountant Zhang's head had left on the wall.

On his kang (heated brick bed), the quilt wasn't folded, and there were stray hairs all around the pillow.

On the wall above the kang (heated brick bed), a few words were written with a brush: "Living turtle! The son was borrowed!"

The handwriting is terrible; it's impossible to tell if it was written by an adult or a child, let alone a man or a woman.

After seeing these words, Li Chaoyang and the others subconsciously looked at Accountant Zhang.

Accountant Zhang is going crazy.

This is the greatest harm to him!

"What? Manager, look at this! Look at this! How can this be so unethical? I, Zhang Shuigen, have worked hard all my life. My wife died young, and I raised my son single-handedly, and now I've been sent to a labor camp! This person, this person is inhuman! They've treated me like this! What did I ever do to deserve this? They've smeared me like this, and shaved my head like this! What's the point of me living? Manager, for the sake of our years as colleagues, you have to stand up for me! Ahhh..."

Accountant Zhang slapped his thigh and started howling.

A grown man, reduced to this state—even if people find it funny, no one laughs; everyone sympathizes with him.

His wife died, his son was sent to a labor camp, and he was all alone at home. He was also humiliated by the people who made him walk around the farm.

"Alright, alright, go get your head fixed first..." Li Chaoyang pointed to his head.

Jiang Sen didn't see the excitement.

He didn't want to watch it either; it was pointless.

He and Yingzi are currently sitting in a truck on their way to Sankesong, looking at the scenery outside.

Yingzi was very curious about the outside world, especially when she saw a train passing by, the "whoosh...whoosh!" could startle her.

"It's alright, it's alright! Touching its fur won't scare you, but touching its ears will give you a little fright!"

Jiang Sen was finally able to hold the person in his arms.

We set off early in the morning and finally arrived at Sankesong Railway Station around 10 p.m.

Jiang Sen took Yingzi to stay at the guesthouse for one night. The next day, they went for a walk, bought a lot of things that Yingzi had never seen before, had a good meal, and then boarded the train that night.

When they were at Sankesong, many people were curious about Yingzi's attire, but the people here had all heard of the Oroqen people and were only surprised to see her there. They would glance at her a few times and then move on.

However, once on the train, Yingzi's attire attracted a lot of attention.

He wore an apricot-colored robe that rolled along the riverbank, a tiger-skin belt, and a deer-antler hat with two small antlers on top.

Although it's called a deer antler hat, it's actually a roe deer antler hat. When hunting, it's used to disguise oneself as an animal to facilitate hunting.

The two sat in their seats, and everyone around them was looking at Yingzi.

Yingzi wasn't the kind of lady from a respectable family. She was used to being wild in the mountains, and if anyone looked at her in a way that made her uncomfortable, she would just stare back.

"What are you?"

"Look at me again and I'll gouge your eyes out!"

"Who are you calling a jerk? I'll beat you to a pulp, you believe me?"

Two clueless hooligans were winking at Yingzi, looking her up and down, and muttering nonsensical things under their breath.

Jiang Sen was about to go over when Yingzi was faster than him. She grabbed someone by the collar and slapped him hard across the face.

They were completely stunned by the slap.

Seeing this, the person next to her threw a punch at Yingzi.

Jiang Sen raised his foot and kicked, sending the man sprawling down into the aisle and sliding a considerable distance away.

In August, there are many travelers heading to Beidahuang, but fewer heading towards Kyoto.

The train that Jiang Sen and Yingzi were on was not even full.

As soon as they made their move, all the passengers around them stood up and looked in their direction.

Yingzi was already different from others, and now she's fighting like a man, which is quite novel.

Jiang Sen couldn't stand by and watch Yingzi be bullied. He was just a step too slow, but he didn't let the thugs get away with it either.

The two hooligans were beaten so badly they cried for their parents and finally scrambled to another carriage.

Yingzi clapped her hands triumphantly, raised her chin to Jiang Sen, and sat back down in her seat.

Jiang Sen quickly smiled and went over to sit down next to her.

"Honey, does your hand hurt? Next time something like this happens, don't step in, let me do it!"

"Fine, if you can't beat them, I'll go for it!"

Jiang Sen: "..."

I did not mean that.

People around turned to look at Yingzi, but Yingzi glared at them, startling them so much that they quickly turned back.

"You're not angry with me?" Yingzi asked a little embarrassedly afterward, afraid of causing trouble for Jiang Sen.

Jiang Sen said, "No matter how big the world is, my wife is the biggest! If I don't like something, I'll beat her up! No matter whose fault it is, it's never my wife's fault. My wife is always right!"

Yingzi smiled and took a bite of a steamed bun.

The rest of the journey went much more smoothly, and no one dared to provoke Yingzi again.

Upon arriving at Shenyang Station, they had to transfer to a train bound for Kyoto. Jiang Sen tried to get Yingzi to change her clothes but failed.

"The Oroqen people always wear this when they go out, they don't change!"

Jiang Sen had no choice but to change trains and then go to the train attendant to upgrade to a sleeper berth.

He was afraid that Yingzi would be surrounded by onlookers again, and that they might start fighting again if they disagreed.

It wasn't that he was afraid, but rather that he didn't want Yingzi to feel that there were no good people in the city.

The sleeper berths weren't full. In those days, people who could afford sleeper berths were either government officials or business people.

Besides them, there were two other people in their cubicle.

The two people, one in the middle bunk and the other in the upper bunk, were sitting on the two lower bunks eating roast chicken and drinking wine.

Jiang Sen was willing to spend money, so he bought two lower bunks.

"Brother, these two shops are ours, could you please move them?" Jiang Sen asked politely.

One of them was wearing a gray suit with his shirt open and several buttons undone.

A rosacea-covered nose and squinty eyes.

Upon hearing Jiang Sen's words, he looked up with a sense of superiority on his face, and when he saw Yingzi, his eyes showed amazement.

"Your shop! No problem, we're just grabbing a bite to eat. Have you eaten yet? Why don't you join us for some?"

The person opposite me was wearing a white shirt and green military pants, with a sharp, angular face that made him look rather mean.

He also sized up Jiang Sen and Yingzi, lingering on Yingzi's face for a moment before exchanging a glance with the person who spoke.

The man with the red nose laughed and said, "Don't be so polite. You're going to Kyoto, right? You'll be staying for two days. Come on, have some food with us. Once we get to know each other, we can chat."

Jiang Sen's smile faded slightly. After putting his luggage away, he said with a smile, "Brothers, please don't be shy. You guys eat, we'll just eat in the dining car."

After saying that, he pulled Yingzi and walked towards the food cart.

There are many more passengers on this train, most of them in hard seats, while there are still very few people in the sleeper berths.

Yingzi followed Jiang Sen forward, and when she turned her head to look, the two men were actually craning their necks to look at them.

Their eyes met, and they immediately looked away.

Yingzi frowned and said to Jiang Sen, "Those two people don't look like good people."

"Okay!" Jiang Sen responded. "It's alright. They'll have to make room after dinner anyway, so we don't need to bother with them. We can get some sleep and arrive in Kyoto tomorrow night."

There were even fewer people in the dining car; only a few people were sitting inside eating.

They were all surprised to see Yingzi, but didn't pay her much attention.

After Jiang Sen and Yingzi sat down, they ordered three stir-fried dishes, a soup, two large bowls of rice, and two bottles of orange soda.

These things would cost no more than eight dollars on a farm.

But I ended up spending fifteen yuan on the food cart.

Yingzi took a few bites and frowned. "What is this? It looks like meat from a pig that's been dead for days!"

Jiang Sen chuckled and whispered, "Don't let their wealth fool you; none of them have ever tasted fresh game from the mountains. They think they're eating the freshest food. Keep your voice down, and don't let them know."