Reborn in 1977, starting with severing ties with family.

After Jiang Dayou and Bai Jing were taken away, the Revolutionary Committee cadres wanted to say something to Jiang Sen, but seeing his head covered in blood, they waved their hands and said, "Go to the hospital to get bandaged up first, then go to the Revolutionary Committee. There are some things I need you to confirm!"

Aunt Zhao responded and hurriedly urged Jiang Sen to leave quickly.

Jiang Sen said, "Aunt Zhao, thank you so much for today. Without you, I might..."

Aunt Zhao quickly said, "What are you thanking me for? If I had known your father... Jiang Dayou was such a two-faced beast, I should have stepped in to let you be independent after your mother left, and none of this would have happened! Sigh! I just thought you're all grown up now, even if they treat you badly, it won't matter much. Once you start working, they'll be eager to curry favor with you! Who knew... Sigh! Luckily I ran into them today, otherwise you would have... Sigh..."

Aunt Zhao sighed incessantly the whole way, clearly feeling sorry for Jiang Sen.

A warm current flowed into Jiang Sen's heart, which had long been cold and hard.

In both his previous and current lives, he never felt genuine care.

Even if Bai Jing and Huang Liping cared about him back then, it was all an act.

It's rare that Aunt Zhao still remembers our mother's relationship and cares for me so much. I must repay her properly when I have the chance.

The two walked all the way to the equipment factory's staff hospital outside.

Because Jiang Sen was the child of an employee of the equipment factory, most of them knew him and knew a little about his family. When they saw that his head was covered in blood, they thought something serious had happened, and even the factory director came over.

Jiang Sen remained silent, refusing to speak no matter who asked him.

Aunt Zhao couldn't hold back any longer and rattled off the whole story.

What does it mean to arouse public outrage?

It's nothing more than one person loudly proclaiming their own "reason," getting everyone on their side, and isolating or ganging up on a particularly heinous person.

He couldn't say whether his own father was right or wrong; he remained silent to create opportunities for Aunt Jiang.

As expected, the factory manager was the first to slam his fist on the table and get angry.

"So that's why I was notified to go to a meeting in the district. They said they were going to focus on the conduct of the people, especially the cadres. So the culprit is Jiang Dayou! He actually dared to harm his own son. It's outrageous! Son, don't worry, if the higher-ups come down to investigate, we will absolutely not cover it up. We will definitely get justice for you!"

Jiang Sen said emotionally, "Thank you, Uncle Liu, but he is still my father. Aunt Zhao has already made the decision for me to sever ties with them, so please don't be angry. Getting angry will only harm your health, and I feel guilty! It's all my fault. If I hadn't gone to Aunt Zhao, they wouldn't have been arrested..."

The factory manager nodded with relief and said, "Don't worry, I know you still care about your father-son relationship with him. I will keep an eye on this matter. Go back and focus on recovering. If you encounter any difficulties, come and find me!"

Many of the people who came to visit Jiang Sen were on good terms with Jiang Dayou. They were all surprised to hear that Jiang Dayou had an accident. They didn't ask any questions, and like the factory director, they expressed their concern for Jiang Sen, left a few yuan and a few kilograms of grain coupons, and left.

After Aunt Zhao and the others left, she sighed, "Poor child, don't worry, so many people are on your side, so don't be sad, it will pass."

When Jiang Sen came out of the hospital, his head was wrapped up like a rice dumpling. He was carrying medicine and had more than a hundred yuan and more than a hundred kilograms of grain coupons in his pocket.

These days, money alone isn't enough; you also need food coupons.

He recalled that it seemed that the country only abolished various coupons such as grain coupons and cloth coupons in the early 1990s.

Without tickets, it's difficult to buy anything unless you go to the black market.

Going to the black market also carries risks; if caught, the charge of "speculation and profiteering" could land you in prison for eight to ten years.

"Jiang Sen! Don't be sad. I'll take you home to rest first. I'll talk to the Revolutionary Committee for you!" Aunt Zhao looked at Jiang Sen's "zongzi" head and felt a little sorry for him. "You don't need to cook anymore. Just eat at Aunt Zhao's house."

"Let's go! Aunt Zhao, if you're free, come with me. The sooner it's dealt with, the more I can focus on recovering."

He also wanted to see Jiang Lei and Bai Jing looking disheveled.

If I don't see it with my own eyes, how can I be worthy of the brick that hit my head, and how can I be worthy of the terrible fate they caused me in my past life?

When they arrived at the Revolutionary Committee, the same cadre was still there. He paused for a moment when he saw Jiang Sen's head, then asked him and Aunt Zhao to sit down, briefly inquired about what had happened, and that was the end of it.

Before leaving, the official said again, "The person is being held at the police station; you'll need to go there to make another statement."

Jiang Sen felt that at this time in his previous life, he seemed to have overlooked many things, or rather, had not paid attention to them.

Are the Revolutionary Committees so easy to talk to now?

He suddenly realized that it was 1977, the national policy had begun to relax, and the college entrance examination would soon be reinstated.

Then came the reform and opening up.

The Revolutionary Committee will be completely abolished in 1979.

No wonder the Revolutionary Committee isn't as flamboyant as it used to be; they're probably afraid someone will come after them later.

When he arrived at the police station, the police officers were very welcoming, offering him a seat, pouring him water, and asking about his injuries with concern.

Only then did they start looking for people to take statements.

Basically, it was Aunt Zhao doing all the talking, with Jiang Sen adding to the discussion.

After the statement was taken, Jiang Sen asked, "What will they do with it?"

The police officer replied, "This needs to be reported to our superiors before a decision can be made."

Jiang Sen had a clear idea of ​​what was going on; it was very likely that he wouldn't be sentenced to labor camp or death like before.

"Can I see them?" Jiang Sen asked, his head bowed.

Seeing this, the police officer and Aunt Zhao assumed that Jiang Sen was still mindful of the father and son's request, so they both sighed and looked at him with sympathy.

"According to the rules, it's not allowed, but considering you're a victim and your relationship with them, we can make an exception this time, but it can't be for too long!"

Jiang Sen was able to meet Jiang Lei in the detention cell at the back as he had hoped.

This is what he requested.

The detention cell was small and had iron bars inside. Jiang Lei, wearing handcuffs, slumped dejectedly in a corner.

The police officer left after informing the officer that he only had three minutes.

Jiang Sen walked to the railing, and Jiang Lei slowly raised his head. When he saw Jiang Sen, his lifeless eyes suddenly lit up.

He rushed to the railing, "Jiang Sen, brother! I'm sorry! It was my fault, please let me go!"

Jiang Sen laughed, his eyes cold and filled with bloodthirsty hatred.

Jiang Lei shivered, a chill rising from his back. His pupils contracted sharply as he suddenly realized something.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You did this on purpose! You knew all along, didn't you?"

Jiang Sen raised an eyebrow. "Yes, I did it on purpose! I wanted to let you experience what it's like to be in jail! I also wanted you to see how the inmates treat newcomers. I've heard that many people like fresh boys!"

Jiang Sen deliberately leaned closer, lowered his voice, but his voice was sinister and terrifying.

Jiang Lei completely ignored Jiang Sen's words, "I'll let you taste what it's like to be in jail." He was filled with anger and fear, which made his whole body tremble.

Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed Jiang Sen, shouting, "I'm going to kill you!"

Jiang Sen simply took a step back and shook his head. "Maybe in the next life!"

Jiang Lei's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at him.

Jiang Sen wasn't in a hurry. Three minutes wasn't a long time, nor a short time. He watched Jiang Lei grit his teeth and glare at him with hatred, feeling a surge of vengeful pleasure. "When you planned to get me, did you ever think this day would come?"