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

Qu Hun paused for a moment: "What's the plan?"

"The wedding banquet will proceed as planned, but your sister-in-law's family will be seated at the very back table."

"If there's not enough meat, don't serve them any. Everyone else has meat and vegetables on their tables, but theirs is just plain water."

"Let the villagers see for themselves. If they have any objections, just say that your sister-in-law took the meat back to her parents' home, and the villagers will understand what happened."

Qu Hun was stunned after hearing this, and held the bowl in his hand for a long time without moving it.

After a moment, he finally realized what was happening and looked up abruptly: "Holy crap! Brother Kun, you're a reincarnation of Zhuge Liang!"

"That's a great idea! Let her family steal most of the meat, then they can eat wild vegetable dumplings!"

Chang Kun grinned: "Don't get too excited. If they're shameless enough to come after you, just don't say anything."

"Yes! I understand!"

Zhang Quhun chuckled, finally feeling a bit better after his sister-in-law stole his meat.

The two chatted and laughed as they tidied up their things. The yard was littered with miscellaneous items, and Chang Kun squatted down to examine each item one by one.

"Have you bought the red paper yet?"

"I bought it." Qu Hun pulled out a roll of red paper from under the threshold of the kitchen. The edges of the paper were a little curled, and it made a rustling sound when he held it in his hand.

Chang Kun took the paper and unfolded it: "Where are the paper-cut window decorations?"

"Xiao Cui and her mother have already had their hair cut."

"Let's put them up then. We won't have time to do all this tomorrow." Chang Kun rolled up the red paper and placed it on the table. "How many 'double happiness' characters have you written?"

Qu Hun scratched his head: "My older brother said he would write it, but he hasn't written it yet."

Chang Kun sighed and walked to the octagonal table in the main room. On the table was a bottle of ink, and the brush was new and unopened.

He unscrewed the ink bottle cap and smelled it: "We have a brush and ink. Since your older brother won't do it, we'll write it ourselves. If you don't know how to write it, just trace it. Just don't trace it upside down."

Qu Hun followed and stood by the table watching Chang Kun lay out the paper. He rubbed his hands together a little embarrassedly and said, "Brother Kun, your handwriting..."

"What? Who do you think you are? My handwriting is much better than yours!" Chang Kun was also a little overwhelmed. He didn't have the opportunity to practice calligraphy in his previous life, and he hadn't even picked up a pen in this life. He guessed that his handwriting was a little better than Xiao Qing's and the others.

At this moment, I couldn't show any weakness. I took half a sheet of old newspaper from the table and placed it underneath. I cut the red paper, dipped my brush in ink, and wrote a double happiness symbol on the red paper.

Hey! It's actually not bad!

The ink bleeds a little, the edges of the paper curl up, and it's not very neat, but it's still passable.

Qu Hun leaned closer for a look: "Wow, Kun-ge, you had this trick up your sleeve?"

"What do you think? I know a lot more!"

"And couplets. One pair should be pasted on the main gate, and another pair on the door of the new house." Chang Kun put down his pen.

"What does the sign on your front door say? Is it 'Happy Marriage' or 'A Long and Harmonious Union'?"

Qu Hun was stunned: "How would I know about these things?"

"Then write 'May you be happily married and forever united in heart.'" Chang Kun laid out another piece of red paper that had been cut. "Write 'Happy Wedding, May You Be Harmonious and Joyful' at the entrance of the bridal chamber."

"Oh, Kun, whatever you say, I'll write."

Chang Kun was exhausted. This fool didn't understand anything, and his family didn't have much help. It was amazing that someone would marry him...

After finishing writing and letting the ink dry, Chang Kun put down his brush and asked, "How many tables and chairs did you borrow?"

Four.

"Is this enough? If a lot of people come, we'll have to add tables. Do you have any tables prepared?"

Qu Hun shook his head: "Huh? We need to prepare a table too?"

"Go to the brigade and borrow two more sheets. Keep them in the yard for future use. Fold them up if you don't need them."

"Oh, I'll go borrow it later."

Chang Kun rolled up the dried red paper: "Have you counted the bowls and chopsticks?"

"I counted them: thirty bowls and fifty pairs of chopsticks."

"Where's the plate?"

"There are only twelve plates."

Chang Kun thought for a moment: "It's not enough. There are too many dishes and not enough plates, so the food takes a long time to be served."

"Go to the supply and marketing cooperative first thing tomorrow morning to borrow ten more large plates. Tell Director Song they're for my wedding; he'll lend them to me."

Qu Hun took out a small notebook and wrote down: "Anything else?"

"Have you bought the firecrackers yet?"

"I bought two hundred rounds; people in the village always buy these for important events."

"That's enough. Where are the cigarettes?"

"Two large front doors."

"liquor?"

"Ten catties of loose liquor."

Chang Kun did the math: "We've almost finished the cigarettes and alcohol. We also have sunflower seeds and peanuts; put them on the table for the guests to grab. How much did you prepare?"

"One pound of melon seeds, two pounds of peanuts, and one pound of candied hawthorns."

"We don't have enough sugar. Let's buy another pound. There are so many kids; they'll grab a handful each and it'll be gone in no time."

Qu Hun chuckled: "Okay, I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative first thing tomorrow morning."

Chang Kun tidied up the things in the yard: "Did your father prepare the gifts for your wedding?"

Qu Hun lowered his head: "No."

Chang Kun didn't press further, only saying, "Let's set up the tables and chairs first, and put up the red paper."

"Go borrow what you need to borrow and buy what you need to buy today. Go to bed early tonight; you'll be busy tomorrow."

Zhang Quhun grinned, "I know, Brother Kun. I'm a little nervous about being the groom tomorrow."

"Just don't overthink it. Oh, and one more thing, have you found someone to cook yet?"

Qu Hun paused, then slapped his thigh: "Oh no! I forgot!!"

His mother is gone, and his sister-in-law is such a jerk, we can't let her cook, she might eat two out of three pounds of meat by herself.

Zhang Quhun hesitated for a moment: "Who should I ask for help?"

"Isn't your second aunt still in the village?"

"My second aunt?" Qu Hun thought for a moment. "She can cook, but she had a fight with my dad and they haven't been in contact for several years."

"Then go find her, bring two packs of cigarettes and a bag of candy, say some nice things, and she won't refuse to come." Chang Kun lit a cigarette.

"Your second aunt is quite skilled; she's helped out at several weddings and funerals in the village."

"Let her take charge of the cooking; your sister-in-law won't be able to get involved."

Qu Hun rubbed his hands together: "I'm afraid my second aunt won't agree."

"If she doesn't agree, just go one more time. If saying nice things doesn't work, bring more gifts. Now that you're considered a city person, she'll surely agree."

Qu Hun: "Alright, I'll go there later and talk to my second aunt."

"We also need helpers in the kitchen. Your second aunt can't manage all the work by herself. She needs someone to wash and chop the vegetables and serve the dishes. Could your cousins ​​come and help?"

Qu Hun shook his head: "My eldest brother's cousins ​​are close to my sister-in-law, so I don't really want to call them."

"Then find some familiar people in the village, like those brothers from your security brigade. Call a few to help. They don't need to cook; they can just serve the dishes and move the tables."

Qu Hun's eyes lit up: "Okay, I'll call them to come help tomorrow."

"The cook has been chosen, the kitchen helpers have been chosen, all that's left is to figure out tomorrow."

"Make sure you talk to your second aunt this afternoon, and then go to the supply and marketing cooperative tonight to buy two more pounds of sugar. Don't forget."

Qu Hun chuckled: "Brother Kun, things feel much smoother now that you've explained it this way."

"Being married makes all the difference!"

Chang Kun rolled his eyes at him: "What does this have to do with marriage? What's the point of having such a big head? Just go through the whole story from beginning to end and you'll understand."