Reborn in 1977, starting with severing ties with family.

Jiang Sen poured all the cornmeal and dark flour into a large bowl, and also crushed and added the last remaining nuts.

Dashanzi came in, picked up a basin, and said, "I'll help you, hurry up."

Jiang Sen did not refuse.

Dashanzi had a lot of potatoes; some were cooked, and the rest had to be distributed.

Then everyone can grill or boil it in the tent.

The cabbage and mushrooms will also be shared, just enough for this meal.

As for the dried wild vegetables, there weren't many left, so Jiang Sen washed them all, chopped them up, and put them into the noodles.

Outside, someone had already started a fire in a pot.

A large pot of water was boiling, and everyone's kettles were filled.

Jiang Sen suddenly remembered his thermos, told Da Shanzi, and ran back to the tent to get it.

The remaining hot water was all poured into a thermos, much to the envy of everyone.

They used to have thermos flasks, but they stopped keeping things warm after a long time. Eventually, someone dropped one and it broke.

The inner liner of the thermos is hard to buy, and you can't find it anywhere. Keeping the thermos shell is useless, so I threw it away.

After filling the container with water, Jiang Sen didn't take it back; he put it in the warehouse first.

Dashanzi watched him knead the dough and said with a smile, "You still have this good stuff, but I didn't see you take it out."

"forget!"

“That’s true!” Dashanzi said. “We’re so busy all day that we forget a lot of things!”

His words seemed to have a hidden meaning, but Jiang Sen didn't delve into it, keeping his mind preoccupied with Xiao Ma's matter.

In his memory, he wasn't very familiar with Xiao Ma in his previous life, and he hadn't seen him for a long time afterward.

But I haven't heard anything about him getting into trouble.

what is the problem?

I looked at Da Shanzi, who was chopping cabbage, and asked, "Brother Shan, who did Xiao Ma work with before?"

"He was with me, but then we separated. Everyone was busy and I didn't even notice when he left," Dashanzi said. "The people from Class 1 and Class 3 were all mixed together, so I thought he went to help out on the side."

"Didn't someone go to Class One's side?"

"He didn't go; the squad leader took two others!" Da Shanzi suddenly frowned. "Now that you mention it, I'm starting to wonder. When did he disappear? If he'd been hit, there should have been some noise!"

This question lingered in everyone's mind.

The people reinforcing the tent were also discussing it.

The snow is getting heavier, and the hearth area is the warmest spot.

Jiang Sen and Da Shanzi were busy working together, one tending the fire and the other steaming buns and cooking vegetables.

Liu Hongzhi appeared at some point.

He was lucky; he was given a military overcoat as soon as he arrived, before he even did anything.

He squatted on it, stretching out his hands to warm them by the fire.

Dashanzi looked up and glanced at the tents; everyone was working.

Wang Haiyang was also working, even climbing up to hold it up and having it tied securely.

Dashanzi said, "Xiao Liu, I estimate this heavy snow will last for a few days. If you're free, go to the back and chop some more firewood. Bring some over to both tents later, and remember to leave some for the squad leader and the others."

Liu Hongzhi's smile froze.

He couldn't help at the tent and didn't intend to, but seeing Jiang Sen and Dashanzi cooking with a fire burning, which looked warm, he came over.

Everyone was exhausted after a long night, cold and hungry, and unable to rest, but he acted as if nothing had happened.

He turned his head to look behind the wooden house.

The firewood and firewood were covered in snow, looking like big steamed buns.

“So old, is that enough?” he asked tentatively.

Dashanzi patiently explained it to him.

"The snowfall doesn't look heavy, so the mountain might be closed off soon. Then people won't be able to get up or down, and we'll have to survive on what we have at the camp. Ten days or two weeks is fine, but what if it's a whole winter..." He shook his head and didn't finish his sentence. "Go quickly!"

Liu Hongzhi looked at Jiang Sen, his eyes flickering. "Jiang Sen, I've never chopped firewood before, but I can cook. How about we switch?"

Da Shanzi frowned, about to speak, when Jiang Sen spoke first.

"Okay! You come and do it!" He shook the dough in his hands and kneaded it vigorously. "These two bowls need to be steamed, and the cabbage, mushrooms, and potatoes also need to be boiled."

Upon seeing this, Liu Hongzhi immediately felt a pang of regret.

Four large basins were completely full; even two pots couldn't hold them all!

Do we have to do it twice?

Wouldn't that mean everyone else would go to sleep after eating, while I'd still have to work here?

Chopping wood looks cold and hard, but you can slack off as long as you dawdle.

Jiang Sen didn't give him a chance to back out, stepping out of the pit with one foot. "Brother Shan, I'm going to chop wood!"

Seeing this, Dashanzi drained the washed potatoes and said, "Okay, you go ahead! I'll distribute the potatoes first."

After the two left, Liu Hongzhi looked at the huge pile of things in front of him and was troubled.

He had only mentioned it casually, assuming Jiang Sen would refuse.

I didn't expect him to agree so readily.

But people are gone, even Dashanzi is gone.

What do we do with the rest of these things?

Jiang Sen didn't care about any of that.

Some people just can't be spoiled; the more you spoil them, the more they'll take advantage of you.

Although doing so will delay everyone's meals.

If we don't do this, Liu Hongzhi will only become more and more ruthless in the future.

Why do I keep running into people like this wherever I go?

Later, Jiang Sen took a firewood stick, placed it on a tree stump that had been broken off at the root, gripped the axe tightly with both hands, and chopped down hard.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Dashanzi carried the basin into the tent, distributed the potatoes, and then brought some back, placing them on the floor of the wooden cabin's corridor.

When they came out again, they saw Liu Hongzhi looking at the basin with a helpless expression.

"Xiao Liu, hurry up! The snow is getting heavier, and everyone is hungry!"

"Brother Shan!" Liu Hongzhi blushed, a rare occurrence for him. "I can't!"

"What? You can't?" Da Shanzi was furious. "Then why did you even try to trade with Xiao Jiang? Honestly! Xiao Jiang, come here!" After calling out to Jiang Sen, he said to Liu Hongzhi, "Go chop firewood! You can chop firewood, right? It's about the same as cutting tree branches!"

Liu Hongzhi quickly ran back, "Jiang Sen, you go cook, I'll chop the firewood, I'll do it!"

Jiang Sen completely ignored him, raised his hands high, and then brought them down with a "snap!"

"Jiang Sen, I was wrong, okay? Go and cook! Everyone's hungry, I'll chop the wood!"

Jiang Sen slowly chopped the last piece of firewood before turning to look at him, a slight smile playing on his lips, and handed him the axe.

Liu Hongzhi quickly took it, breathed a sigh of relief, and resignedly went to carry the firewood.

Going back to the beginning, Dashanzi was still angry, but he had already started cooking.

"Tell me about this Xiao Liu. I didn't see through him at first, but after just one day, his true colors have been revealed! He's just like Xiao Liao!"

"It's alright!" Jiang Sen said, skillfully starting to make steamed buns. "At first, I wanted to be lazy, but later I didn't even dare to be lazy anymore."

"The squad leader isn't here, so he can't see him like this at all. If we report this to him later, he might think we're not united and are bullying him!"

This sounds like something happened in the past.

“God is watching what you do!”

Dashanzi was taken aback and looked at Jiang Sen, who was looking down and putting the steamed buns he had made onto the lid of the pot.

He shook his head. Why did this child sound so mature? He must have misheard.

Just as everyone was braving the wind and snow to reinforce the tents and preparing to eat, Sui Zhongliang and Da Liu returned.

"The squad leader is back!" A group of people crowded around. "Where's Xiao Ma? Have you found him?"

Sui Zhongliang shook his head and said, "Everyone, please prepare for winter first. I'll go to the team headquarters to report once the snow lightens up a bit!"