Ji Wei never thought that this kind of thing would fall on her head, when she had just boarded the train to Tibet with her painting folder on her back, who knew that after shaking the mountains for a while, the sky would change.

The train is still a train, but it is completely like a new one, the dim and old carriage does not know which era it is the product of, the walls and seats are all nailed with wooden boards, the green paint on them has peeled off a lot, and there are still colorful net pockets with hot water bottles and enamel basins on the luggage rack, there are many people on the train, almost all of them are wearing dark old-fashioned cotton clothes and pants, some also wear thick Lei Feng hats, chatting, eating, and the air is filled with the turbid smell of unknown food and foot odor......

She huddled in the corner with her clip tightly in her arms, trying to reduce her presence.

From the radio on the train and the conversations with those people, she probably knew what she was in at the moment.

It is now January 1979, only one month away from the Spring Festival, so there are many people who go home for the New Year, visit relatives and friends, this train from the provincial capital of Fengtian Province in North China, the next station to arrive at is the terminal station - Qinghe County.

With the sound of hurried Kuangci, the snow outside the car window was like goose feathers.

Ji Wei looked down at the thin overalls windbreaker on his body, he couldn't understand the cause and effect and couldn't think about it for the time being, just in this weather, it's okay to be warm on the train, and when she goes to the back of the station, even if she doesn't freeze to death, she has to be frozen half of her body immediately.

But her luggage had long since disappeared, and all that could be found on her body at this time was an old fountain pen except for the painting folder.

Although I don't know much about this era, she still knows a little bit about basic common sense, the reform has just opened up, most people's ideas have just accepted the change, and finding ways to improve their lives is their main task, and they don't pay any attention to art or anything at all, her work as a fledgling third-rate painter is no different from worthless, to put it bluntly, it is not worth burning it when it is used as firewood, but maybe someone will be interested in that fountain pen, it is said that the current cultural people are proud of the fountain pen in their coat pockets, Even if her Bailiquan is not called the best, it is also a limited edition for some years, and if you meet someone who knows the goods, it should not be a problem to change into an old cotton coat.

Thinking of this, Ji Wei lowered his head and quietly exited the carriage.

She listened to them attentively when the attendant pushed the small food cart by just now, as if the train tickets in this era are divided by grade, and ordinary people can only buy hard-seat tickets, and only high-level people can buy sleepers, and even selling food is a sleeper priority.

There were people coming and going along the way, and she was afraid that it would be too eye-catching, so she specially learned from the people here to comb their hair into two braids......

"Don't worry, no one will come here, quick, let my brother kiss, goblin, but I think my brother is bad...... Conductor, are you really bad......" In the small single room door hidden next to the soft sleeper aisle, there was a faint movement of wild mandarin ducks crossing their necks, Ji Wei stumbled coldly, only heard a muffled sound of "bang", and the footsteps inside suddenly became heavy, "Catch the thief!" ”

This is the damn want the wicked to sue first!

Without thinking about it, she got up and rushed to the opposite door!

An extremely young man sat cross-legged on the narrow single bunk, bowing his head as if he was studying the chess game in front of him, Ji Wei quickly stepped forward and covered his mouth, "Don't make a sound!" ”