Reborn in the 60s, I hunt to support my family and even seduce the village beauty.

Chang Kun's lips curved slightly. Neither of the two girls was one to suffer a loss. "That won't do! If you're going, both of you go; if you're not going, neither of you go."

The two little girls pouted at the same time, looking unwilling.

Xiuer lowered her voice, "Alright then... let's bring her along too."

Zixia nodded in agreement: "Alright, we'll all go!"

After they finished speaking, the two looked at each other, their eyes still holding a trace of the lingering anger from their argument, though it wasn't as intense anymore.

Chang Kun shook his head, sighed, and said with a hint of regret.

"I don't want to take two quarreling kids to the mountains. If they make up, I might consider it."

No sooner had the words left her mouth than the two little girls were already hugging each other.

Xiuer wrapped her arms around Zixia's waist, and Zixia wrapped her arms around Xiuer's shoulders, their faces pressed together, smearing ash all over their faces.

The two of them said in unison, as if they had rehearsed it: "We're back together! We're back together! We're best friends now!"

Xiuer added, "Big brother, you saw it, right?"

Seeing them huddled together, rubbing their faces together like two ink paintings, Chang Kun couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Liu Meiling sat by the stone table, watching the two little girls who were glaring at each other one second and then hugging each other like conjoined twins the next. She shook her head, feeling both amused and exasperated.

She took out a handkerchief from her pocket and waved to Xiuer and Zixia.

"Come here, let me wash your faces at the pool!"

The two little girls ran over hand in hand, smiling, nudging each other as if nothing had happened.

In a child's world, making up is just a matter of a single sentence.

After cleaning up the two girls and changing their clothes, the second aunt went to the kitchen to busy herself serving the two little ones their meal.

Chang Kun knew that although his second aunt didn't say it, she was still worried about Hongxia. He greeted Liu Meiling, said he was going out for a bit, and pushed his bicycle out of the courtyard gate.

When we arrived at Qianmen Railway Station, we stood in the square and looked around.

The train station is still the same train station, with gray brick buildings, a big clock, and people coming and going, just like before.

But he knew that almost everything here had been changed, from top to bottom. The police had been replaced, the platform management personnel had been replaced, and even the ticket windows had several new staff.

The last case of catching a theft gang involved too many people. Some were arrested, some were sentenced, and some were sent to labor camps. The entire Qianmen Railway Station was completely uprooted.

He couldn't recall knowing anyone here at the moment.

The former director was arrested, the deputy director was arrested, and several police officers who had dealt with him had disappeared. He didn't recognize any of the new faces.

But we'll see when we get there. We're all part of the same system, so it shouldn't be difficult to find out anything.

He pulled his hat brim down a little, and was about to take a step when he suddenly stopped and released his senses.

On the platform, in the waiting room, and in the square, a few scattered people were covered in a faint gray hue, not the heavy, glaring red, like novice pickpockets who had just started out.

There were only two or three of them, wandering around in the crowd, their eyes darting about, their hands in their pockets, as if weighing something.

Chang Kun understood the situation. Last time, the entire gang was wiped out, and the local police force was also dealt with.

The commotion was so great that it scared off other thief gangs, and for a year or two, no one should dare to set foot in this area again.

Those few loafing around are probably newbies who don't know anything and haven't figured things out yet. Let them loaf around for now; it'll give the new police officers some practice. They won't be able to cause any trouble.

He turned his gaze back and was about to walk forward when he suddenly paused.

At the entrance of Qianmen Police Station, two people walked down the steps, hand in hand, chatting and laughing.

A man in a police uniform, with his hair tied in a braid, fair skin, and crescent-shaped eyes under his hat brim, was talking to the person next to him with his head tilted to the side.

The other one, Chang Kun squinted, was Wang Hongxia.

He was wearing a navy blue Lenin suit, had short hair to his ears, and a smile on his face. He was walking very close to the female police officer, acting very friendly, as if they were having a casual chat.

Chang Kun paused for a moment, then smiled.

This is called getting something without any effort.

He didn't rush forward. He pulled his hat brim down further, lowered his head, and followed slowly.

The gatekeeper glanced at him, his gaze lingering on his uniform for a moment, but he said nothing and lowered his head to continue reading his newspaper.

Hongxia and the policewoman entered the office at the end of the corridor. The door was ajar, with a crack in it.

Chang Kun walked very lightly, his leather shoes making almost no sound on the ground. He walked over and stood against the wall. Before he could even look inside, a man's shout came from inside.

"Wang Hongxia, what do you mean?! You can't find a man yourself, so why are you pestering Wenwen every day?!"

Chang Kun frowned slightly, but didn't move.

The man's voice rose another half octave, "Do you think the police station is your private property? This is an office, not your vegetable garden!"

"From today onwards, you are not allowed to set foot inside the Qianmen Police Station!"

"Wenwen, come with me. I'm really busy at work today, I don't have time to mess around with irrelevant people."

Hongxia sneered, "Nonsense? What a load of rubbish! You want Wenwen to help clean the warehouse again? You think I don't know?"

"Stop with your little schemes, Wenwen isn't going anywhere today."

"I think you're asking for trouble! Do your own work, why are you bothering Wenwen! You're a grown man, can't you do your own work, and you're always making women do things for you, how can you be proud of that?"

The man's voice changed, now filled with rage. "You think I'm asking for it? Looks like you're not having it. Come on, let's go outside and have another go? Your bruise's almost healed, isn't it?"

Upon hearing the words "black eyes," Chang Kun's ears perked up.

Hongxia laughed heartily, "I've got a black eye, but you two can take it! You're a grown man, and you can't even beat a woman like me? Aren't you ashamed?! You dare to bring it up after losing, aren't you afraid people will laugh their heads off!"

Chang Kun leaned against the wall, a slight smile curving his lips.

Sister Hongxia is really something else; she dared to come back even after beating someone up.

The man's voice rose again, sounding somewhat bluffing.

"Wang Hongxia, I let you off easy last time because you were a woman. Don't be ungrateful!"

"If you know what's good for you, get out of here right now, or I'll have to get someone to carry you out!"

Wang Hongxia's voice followed immediately, her tone full of disdain.

"You think you can find people? I'll wait and see! I'll see what makes you think you can call someone."

She paused, her voice growing colder, "My brother helped clean up this Qianmen train station! If it weren't for him, would you even be able to get in here?"

Upon hearing the words "my brother," Chang Kun's eyebrows twitched slightly.

The man, enraged, retorted, "Your brother? Who does your brother think he is? What business is it of his at the Qianmen train station!"

Wang Hongxia spat, "My brother is Chang Kun. Go ask around; all the pickpockets at Qianmen Railway Station were caught, and everyone there owes him a debt of gratitude!"