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

After the guests left one by one, the courtyard became quiet.

Liu Meifen squatted by the stove, collecting the remaining bowls and chopsticks into a wooden basin, while Cheng Min carried the plates to the kitchen.

Neither of them spoke, their hands busy at work.

My aunt took off her apron and draped it over the door frame: "Just leave the dishes there, I'll wash them later."

Liu Meifen responded and then bent down to sweep the sunflower seed shells from the corner of the table into the dustpan.

As for Fu Dimo, no one knows when he slipped away.

The four maids had long since disappeared. Xiu'er was the first to dart out of the courtyard gate, followed by Xiao Qing, Xiao Mu, and Xiao Shui, and they dashed into the village in a flash.

"Going to play with Xiao Zhen!!"

Cheng Min straightened up and glanced at it, but didn't stop her.

Liu Meifen didn't even look up: "Don't go too far, you'll be back in a bit."

Xiuer's voice drifted back from the alleyway: "I know!!"

Inside the main room, Zhang Pianxin held onto Chang Dashan tightly, and the smell of alcohol could be detected even from two steps away.

"My second son has always been quiet, and I've never really disciplined him."

"You said he got married today..."

Chang Dashan, with a forced smile on his face, casually replied as he was being pulled by the arm.

Qu Hun was sitting at the table, rubbing his temples with his head down. His face was flushed with the smell of alcohol, but he was grinning.

Xiao Cui glanced at him and pushed the teacup towards him: "You've drunk so much, your face is all red. You'll have to drink more when you go back to your parents' home later. Don't be so worried that you can't even stand up."

Qu Hun looked up and chuckled twice: "I'm happy today."

Chang Kun leaned against the door frame: "Hurry up and drink some tea, drink a couple more bowls, and suppress the smell of alcohol."

"You don't drink much at the homecoming banquet, but if you walk in with a red face, your father-in-law will have some doubts."

Qu Hun continued to chuckle, while Xiao Cui poured bowl after bowl of tea.

Around 3 PM, the smell of alcohol on Qu Hun's face had mostly dissipated.

Xiao Cui came out of the house, changed into clean clothes, and urged him to pack his things to prepare for his return to his parents' home.

Qu Hun stood up and stretched his shoulders, then turned to Chang Kun: "Brother Kun, Xiao Cui's parents specifically asked you to come have dinner with them."

Chang Kun was helping his second aunt move a table in the yard when he heard this and waved his hand, saying, "I won't go. You two are going back to your parents' home; why should I join in the fun?"

Xiao Cui walked over from the side: "Brother Chang Kun, my dad said you were the one who hunted that half-wild boar today."

"If you don't go, my parents won't be able to eat this meal in peace."

Qu Hun nodded in agreement, "That's right, Kun-ge, let's go together!"

Chang Kun was about to decline when Xiao Cui made it clear: "If you don't go, my parents will also lose face."

Qu Hun wrung his hands anxiously: "Brother Kun, you should go, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Speechless after being countered by the two of them, Chang Kun had no choice but to put down the table he was holding.

"Okay, okay, I'll go, alright?"

"We're all on the same side, why be so polite?"

Xiao Cui then smiled, turned around and went to the kitchen to get the prepared things, while Qu Hun grinned foolishly beside her.

Chang Kun glanced at him and shook his head slightly. This honest man had really found a good wife.

The key point is that his father-in-law and mother-in-law are also sensible. He will have a much better life living at Xiao Cui's house than at his own home.

"Father, Mother, I'm off now."

He greeted his parents and Cheng Min, then got on his bicycle and followed Zhang Quhun.

After riding for a while, he began to have doubts.

It would be really inappropriate to go to Xiao Cui's house for her homecoming banquet empty-handed.

Although Xiao Cui's parents were thanking him for hunting, it was unacceptable for him to enter the house empty-handed to attend the wedding banquet.

I felt my pocket; there were ten yuan inside.

If all else fails, he could give a red envelope, but giving money to Qu Hun seemed a bit distant.

Looking up ahead, Qu Hun and Xiao Cui were riding in front. Xiao Cui tilted her head and said something to Qu Hun, who grinned foolishly.

Chang Kun slowed down and quietly activated the system sensors.

I scanned the area within a few kilometers and found a wild rabbit under the ridge of the field, but it was too small to show.

Further ahead, two creatures were perched on the branches of an old locust tree by the roadside. They had grayish-blue feathers, tails longer than pigeons, and a ring of white spots around their necks.

They were wild pigeons, a male and a female, resting on a tree branch.

He pulled the car to the side of the road and shouted to the front, "You guys go first, I need to relieve myself."

Qu Hun glanced back, didn't ask any more questions, and continued riding forward.

Chang Kun parked the car by the roadside, took out a slingshot from his spatial storage, and picked up a pebble from the ground.

I walked halfway around the old locust tree, chose an angle, and pulled back the slingshot to aim at the base of the pigeon's wing on the left.

With a single, decisive strike, there's no chance of failure.

The slingshot rubber band loosened, the stone flew out with a muffled thud, and the wild pigeon tumbled down from the tree branch, its wings drooping as it fluttered on the ground.

The one next to it was startled and flew up, circling in the air. Before it could fly far, a second pebble followed and hit it right at the base of its wing.

Two wild pigeons landed one after the other, flapped their wings and darted forward a few steps, but could not take flight.

Chang Kun quickly went over, grabbed one pigeon in each hand, pinched its wings, and the pigeon cooed a few times in his hands, struggled a couple of times, and then stopped moving.

I glanced down and saw that both were still alive, their gray-blue feathers glossy, and the white spots on their necks clearly visible; they were a male and a female.

He took a rope from the space, tied the legs of the two pigeons together, carried them back to the road, tied them to the handlebars, and rode the bike to Xiao Cui's house.

As I rode to the city gate, I saw Qu Hun and Xiao Cui waiting by the roadside.

Xiao Cui, with her sharp eyes, noticed something extra on his handlebars and pointed at it: "Brother Chang Kun, what did you tie there?"

Chang Kun rode closer, untied the two wild pigeons that were tied up, and shook them in his hand.

"I found them on the old locust tree when I was relieving myself. I just grabbed a pair and thought they'd be perfect as a wedding gift for you. May you be a perfect couple and live a long and peaceful life together."

Xiao Cui's eyes widened: "Just the time it takes to relieve yourself?"

Qu Hun chuckled beside him, "Brother Kun, you're so good at this, you never go anywhere empty-handed."

Chang Kun shoved the wild pigeon into Qu Hun's hand: "Here, have your mother-in-law stew it for you tonight, it'll be good for your health."

Qu Hun chuckled: "Thanks, Brother Kun. I've heard that pigeon meat is quite nutritious."

Xiao Cui's house is located at the very end of the alley, in a brick-walled courtyard with two jujube trees at the entrance.

The alleyway was unusually lively today, with two houses displaying red "double happiness" characters on their doorframes.

One house belonged to Xiao Cui, and the other was a dozen steps away. The door frame was covered with brand-new red paper, and firecracker debris was scattered on the ground. It seemed that they were also having a happy occasion today.

As soon as Chang Kun parked the car, he caught a glimpse of a person standing at the opposite doorway. The person was wearing a slightly worn Zhongshan suit with a white towel draped over their arm and was greeting guests by the threshold.

The man's face was a little swollen, and there was a bruise on the corner of his mouth. His arm was slightly bent, as if he couldn't exert any strength.

Chang Kun took a second look and immediately recognized it.

Isn't this the guy who tried to steal a wild boar from the mountain a few days ago and ended up dislocating his own arm?

What a coincidence!