"Xiping, do you dare to shout out that you want Gao Haining's sister-in-law? If you dare to shout it out tonight, I'll treat you to drinks."

"Damn, Brother Xiping, what's there to be afraid of shouting?"

Gao Haining's sister-in-law is so beautiful, who wouldn't have her eye on her?

"Shout it out! A real man has the courage to say anything, what wouldn't he dare?"

"That's right, our Brother Xiping is fearless, why would he be afraid of a girl? Shout it out, Brother Xiping, we all support you."

"If you really manage to win Zhou Qinglan's heart, you and Gao Haining will become a perfect match, wouldn't that be great?"

"Brother Xiping, keep going! Don't be a coward, shout it out!"

In June, Changbai Mountain is covered with lush, verdant trees.

A clear stream flows gently through the woods.

By the stream, a group of young people in their late teens and early twenties were laughing and joking together.

Surrounded and cheered by the crowd, Sheng Xiping was momentarily dazed, wondering what was going on.

Wasn't he drunk on his 60th birthday and went home to sleep? Where is this? Am I dreaming?

"Brother Xiping, what are you standing there for? Dare to shout? Give me a straight answer."

Everyone's watching you; don't embarrass the educated youth of Qianchuan Forestry Farm. What are you afraid of? Go for it!

Beside him, a young man with a buzz cut, thick eyebrows, and big eyes reached out and nudged Sheng Xiping, who was still in a daze.

No, this doesn't seem like a dream.

Although he had longed to return to the past countless times, and often dreamed of Qianchuan Forest Farm, the scene before him was too vivid, too real; it was definitely not a dream.

Sheng Xiping suddenly came to his senses, turned his head to look around, and looked at the group of young people around him.

Wang Jianshe, Gao Haining, Chen Weiguo, Zhang Zhijun...

There were also some people who looked familiar, but I couldn't remember their names for a moment. It was as if the name was on the tip of my tongue, but I just couldn't say it.

Most of them were children of employees of Qianchuan Forestry Farm, about the same age as Sheng Xiping, and they were all sent-down youths in the family team.

Seventy-seven years later, some of these people were hired to work, while others took the college entrance examination and went abroad to study.

Then, the forestry bureau went into a slump, and everyone was laid off and had to find their own way. They went their separate ways, and many of them never heard from again.

It's not a dream, this is definitely not a dream. Although I've dreamt of returning to the forest farm before, I've never dreamt of these people before.

"Ask him if he dares. Even if he had eight times the courage, he wouldn't dare to shout."

"Tch, you people from Qianchuan Forestry Farm are nothing but cowards."

Just as Sheng Xiping was immersed in his memories and racking his brains, more than a dozen young people of similar age came over from not far away.

The leader was wearing a pure white polyester shirt and blue modified work pants with brand-new creases.

His hair, parted in a 3/7 ratio, was meticulously styled and slicked back with some kind of styling agent, making him look nothing like someone who was there to work.

"Exactly, these kinds of people are all about boasting and exaggerating."

They're always sucking up to Sheng Xiping, as if he's some kind of genius.

When it comes to actually fighting, don't you chicken out? Sheng Xiping, aren't you so capable? If you're so tough, then go ahead and shout it.

Zhou Qinglan, she was a flower among the educated youth of Songjianghe, a prickly wild rose, how could you even think of her?

The person next to him was also dressed quite formally, with the same three-seven parted hairstyle.

But those small eyes, like they were sticking out from the bamboo strips of a straw mat, combined with his thin, long face and pointed chin, made him look like a rat-faced, untrustworthy person.

Sheng Xiping certainly recognized these two people.

No, it should be said that even if they were reduced to ashes, Sheng Xiping would not mistake them.

The one in the white shirt is Sun Yunpeng, the only son of the deputy director of the Songjianghe Forestry Bureau.

The man next to him is Du Jiabin, the son of the deputy director of the lumber mill.

Starting in 1971, the Forestry Bureau implemented a new policy that would no longer assign employees' children to work in rural areas after graduating from junior or senior high school.

Instead, they went up the mountain and followed the "forest-farming-integrated" path within the bureau, directly assigning them to the family teams of subordinate forest farms.

The educated youth who went up the mountain could work in the family agricultural team or do seasonal work in the forest farm.

Qianchuan Forest Farm is a large forest farm, and it is adjacent to Dajianchang Village.

The conditions here are better than in other forest farms, so not only do the children of the staff of this forest farm stay in the family team, but the children of many cadres in the bureau are also arranged to live in the collective household of Qianchuan Forest Farm.

Sun Yunpeng and his group were the children of employees from various units within the bureau.

These people, led by Sun Yunpeng, were mostly children of officials and spoiled brats.

They were all arrogant and overbearing, and they didn't take the local educated youth of Qianchuan Forest Farm seriously at all.

Sheng Xiping is the eldest son of Sheng Liancheng, the foreman of the Qianchuan Forestry Farm.

Most children these days are mischievous and wild. Sheng Xiping was a king of the kids from a young age, and he was very naughty.

Later, he learned some martial arts from a veteran in the neighboring Dajianchang Village. He wouldn't say he was invincible in Qianchuan Forest Farm, but most young people didn't dare to mess with him.

So from childhood to adulthood, Sheng Xiping was the leader of the children of the employees of Qianchuan Forest Farm, leading them up and down the mountains and rivers and causing trouble everywhere.

After graduating from junior high school, Sheng Xiping was fortunate enough to be selected for a job under a new policy and stayed in the family team of Qianchuan Forest Farm, eventually becoming the team leader of the educated youth.

Last winter, Sun Yunpeng and others were assigned to Qianchuan Forest Farm.

These people were all arrogant and unruly, especially Sun Yunpeng, who relied on his father's status and was the most troublesome, causing trouble time and time again and refusing to listen to Sheng Xiping's arrangements.

Sheng Xiping's parents repeatedly instructed him not to get into conflicts with the educated youth from the bureau, so as to avoid causing trouble.

Whether Sheng Xiping can recruit workers in the future is not only up to the forest farm leaders, but mainly depends on the approval of the bureau leaders.

If you offend Sun Yunpeng, and Director Sun just smirks, Sheng Xiping's recruitment efforts will be in serious trouble.

These days, which young person, male or female, doesn't want to be recruited as a worker and secure a stable job? Who can stay in a family-run work unit for their entire life?

Therefore, Sheng Xiping usually gave in to Sun Yunpeng and avoided direct conflict with him.

But the more Sheng Xiping acted this way, the more Sun Yunpeng felt that others were afraid of him, and the more arrogant he became, always picking fights with him.

At this moment, Sun Yunpeng looked at Sheng Xiping and the young men from Qianchuan Forest Farm around him with disdain.

“Sheng Xiping, I’m warning you, Zhou Qinglan is the one I’ve set my sights on, so don’t even think about making a move on her.”

A toad trying to eat swan meat? Keep dreaming.

"That's right, you people shouldn't waste your time."

Don't you all take a piss and look at yourselves in the mirror? You think you're worthy?

Du Jiabin, standing next to him, echoed him with a sycophantic air.

Don't underestimate Sun Yunpeng just because his father is only a director. His mother's side is powerful, with connections and backing.

Director Sun has a bright future ahead of him; we mustn't offend him.

Looking at Sun Yunpeng and Du Jiabin, Sheng Xiping's emotions surged, and hatred welled up in his heart, causing him to clench his fists tightly.