A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 232 Pickpockets Unique to That Era

The base's vehicle, after a bumpy ride, finally delivered Feng Yuxiu to the station.

The driver, expressionless, brought the car to a stop, then got out, took a ticket from his pocket, and handed it to Feng Yuxiu.

The words "Hebei" were clearly printed on the ticket.

Feng Yuxiu's gaze fell on the train ticket. His eyes were calm and unwavering. He slowly said, "I'm not going to this place."

The driver glanced at him coldly, his face expressionless, and replied curtly, "That's your problem. My job is to get you to the car. As for where you go when you get there, that's none of my business."

Upon hearing the driver's words, Feng Yuxiu felt a strange sense of relief welling up inside him.

Having always been in the military, he was used to the close-knit collective life and strict discipline, and at this moment, he inexplicably began to like the driver's indifference and distance.

Not far away, a green train was slowly and clanging as it came to a stop on the platform.

Feng Yuxiu carried a simple package and walked towards the train.

The driver watched his retreating figure, a faint smile playing on his lips.

He then turned around, grabbed the radio from the car, and said in a serious tone, "Report, the person is on board. Over."

A response came quickly from the other end of the radio: "Received. I've notified the station to arrange pick-up at the destination. Over."

Feng Yuxiu entered the carriage, found his seat by the window, and gently placed the package on the shelf above.

He sat quietly, staring expressionlessly at the scenery rushing past the window.

The scenery of this era is full of the atmosphere of the old days. There are no towering skyscrapers, but what comes into view are fields and scattered rural clusters.

Around them, a group of migrant workers wearing jeans and sporting bangs were chatting and laughing, creating a lively atmosphere.

Several of them even pulled out their own roast chickens, and the aroma instantly filled the air. The noise made Feng Yuxiu feel a little uncomfortable for a moment. He had been in the army for too long, so long that he felt as if he had become out of touch with this old-fashioned society.

Just then, the train entered a tunnel, and the carriages were plunged into darkness.

Feng Yuxiu's thoughts drifted away, immersed in memories.

The moment the train emerged from the tunnel, darkness and daylight collided violently, and the intense light jolted Feng Yuxiu awake from his reverie.

Just then, his gaze swept forward, and he keenly sensed an aura of evil in the few people standing on his left.

Three burly men with fierce faces surrounded a woman.

The moment the train entered the tunnel, they began their theft.

Feng Yuxiu understood that this was the pickpocketing that was becoming increasingly prevalent and rampant in this era.

Feng Yuxiu stared at them quietly. According to his usual personality, he should have felt angry, but at this moment, his heart was unusually calm, without the slightest ripple.

"Kid, don't gossip, or I'll kill you." One of the burly men noticed Feng Yuxiu's gaze and stepped forward menacingly, threatening him.

Feng Yuxiu raised his head and looked at him calmly. His gaze made the man feel inexplicably scared. After threatening him a few times, he led his gang to the next carriage.

Just then, a little girl with a ponytail skipped and hopped across the aisle and accidentally bumped into the woman.

"Hey! Whose brat is this? Doesn't he have eyes? Can't he watch where he's going?!" The woman, with her fashionable perm and big wavy hair, was shouting loudly with her mouth wide open.

The little girl shrank back in fright, her face filled with terror, and said in a trembling voice, "Auntie, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to."

"You brat, go play somewhere else!" The woman waved her hand impatiently, her tone extremely fierce.

Feng Yuxiu closed his eyes. He had already planned to retire from the army; in fact, in his heart, he had already retired.

He was now just an ordinary citizen, and in his opinion, neither of the two groups of people he had just spoken to were good people. "Oh no! Where are my things? My things have been stolen! Thieves!!" The woman suddenly frantically searched her pockets, then let out a sharp roar.

"It was you!! You brat, you bumped into me just now, you must have stolen it. You've never learned anything good since you were little!" The woman pointed at the little girl fiercely and shouted accusations.

Just as the noise was getting louder, a man in camouflage work clothes rushed over from the other end of the carriage. He dashed to the little girl and held her tightly behind him.

"What are you doing? Why are you picking on my child, a grown man like you?" The man's tone was full of anger and dissatisfaction.

The woman yelled at the top of her lungs, "You ringleader! You're all ringleaders, you just wait! I'm going to tell the police, you better hand over my things now! Don't think I don't know about your gang's crimes!"

"This child is definitely not yours. You might be a human trafficker!" The woman's words became increasingly harsh, drawing strange looks from those around her.

Feng Yuxiu frowned, feeling that this was yet another coincidental act of kindness.

In life, people face various choices at every moment.

"Dad, I'm scared..." The little girl retreated repeatedly after being scolded, leaning back in her seat. She turned her chubby face to meet Feng Yuxiu's gaze.

Feng Yuxiu's heart stirred slightly. He slowly stood up and calmly walked towards the direction of the women and men.

The woman continued to point her finger at the man and berate him relentlessly.

Feng Yuxiu squeezed through the crowd and walked all the way to the last two carriages.

Finally, he saw the three pickpockets who were still providing cover.

The lookout, a sharp-eyed pickpocket, saw Feng Yuxiu approaching. He quickly reached into his pocket with his right hand, and a gleaming fruit knife emerged from his pocket, his eyes filled with a fierce threat.

Feng Yuxiu showed no fear. He walked straight over and said calmly, "Stop stealing. Wait until I get off the train before you steal again. Give me back what you just stole, and I'll return it to that woman."

"Kid, you're tired of living, aren't you? Did you watch too many movies to prove yourself a hero? Are you out of your mind from masturbation? Get lost!" The burly man roared viciously, his ferocious face reminding Feng Yuxiu of the enemies on the battlefield.

At this moment, Feng Yuxiu's wounds were still healing, and he was confident that he could deal with these three burly men.

"Someone's dead!!!" A piercing scream suddenly rang out, instantly shattering the noise inside the carriage.

The train police officer quickly ran from the end of the carriage and saw three burly men lying unconscious at Feng Yuxiu's feet.

Feng Yuxiu stood calmly to the side, looking at the people around him.

"Who did this?!" The train police officer pulled out his baton and shouted.

"He...he hit people, he beat three of them." A woman near the door trembled with fear as she turned around and pointed at Feng Yuxiu.

The train police officer's face darkened, and he looked sternly at Feng Yuxiu: "Why did you hit someone?"

Feng Yuxiu glanced at the train police officer and said in a calm tone, "These three pickpockets."

The train police officer paused for a moment, a look of surprise on his face: "Pickpocket?"

After some investigation, the train police finally found out the truth of the matter.

The woman with the wavy hair got her things back, and her face immediately lit up with a smile.

She turned around, bent down, and smiled kindly at the little girl, saying, "Little Bao'er, did Auntie scare you just now? Look how cute you are."

The train police officer handcuffed the three unconscious men, turned around and handed the identification back to Feng Yuxiu, a smile of approval on his face: "Comrade, not bad. You took down three pickpockets by yourself, pretty impressive."

Feng Yuxiu took the documents, nodded, and then turned back to his seat.

He closed his eyes again and rested his head against the window.

(End of this chapter)