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

Xiao Cui's mother didn't care about any of that and pulled Qu Hun back, saying, "Alright, alright, let's go back. Dinner will be ready soon."

After taking a couple of steps, he turned back and smiled at Ya Dan's mother, "Ya Dan's mother, would you like to come over and have a bowl of meat to try later?"

Ya Dan's mother pursed her lips, didn't reply, and turned back into the house.

Showing off like that! Showing off like that!!

Chang Kun leaned against the gate of the courtyard and watched the whole scene from beginning to end, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Xiao Cui's mother was showing off her son-in-law, but what she really wanted to know was that her daughter had married well.

These little pleasures among women—gossiping about everyone's family, comparing whose family eats better, whose son-in-law is more successful—may be a bit vulgar, but isn't that how life is lived?

Xiao Cui Niang pulled Qu Hun back from the opposite side; a table had already been set up in the courtyard.

An eight-immortal table was placed in the center of the main room, with two plates of cold dishes placed at the corners of the table.

Xiao Cui's father was already seated in the main seat, his hands on his knees, looking at the gate of the courtyard.

After Xiaocui entered the courtyard, she walked over and stood next to him, smoothing out the hem of her clothes.

Xiao Cui brought out a bowl of tea from the kitchen, and Qu Hun followed suit.

Chang Kun stood to the side, glanced at the two of them, and, fearing that Qu Hun might not understand, lowered his voice and said, "It's time to change your address, don't just stand there."

Qu Hun realized what was happening, picked up his teacup, walked up to Xiao Cui's father, stood up straight, and called out, "Father."

Xiao Cui's father responded, took the teacup, took a sip, and put it on the table.

Xiao Cui followed behind Qu Hun and handed him a bowl of tea, saying, "Mother, have some tea."

Xiao Cui Niang took the teacup and chuckled twice, "Good, good."

Then he took out two red paper packets from his pocket and stuffed one into Qu Hun's and Xiao Cui's hands.

"You two, live a good life from now on!"

Qu Hun took it and squeezed it; the paper package was thin and contained a few bills.

After serving tea, Xiao Cui pulled him along to introduce him to each of his relatives.

"Qu Hun, this is our third uncle."

The uncle who was sitting at the entrance of the main room was the first to stand up. Xiao Cui called out, and Qu Hun followed suit by calling him Third Uncle.

A woman nearby chimed in, "I'm your cousin, five years older than you. You can just call me cousin."

Qu Hun called out "Cousin" again, followed by "Second Aunt," "Aunt," and "Cousin," calling them one by one.

An old woman took Qu Hun's hand and looked him up and down twice: "This son-in-law is really good-looking, tall and strong, he looks like a capable person."

Someone nearby chimed in, "A regular employee in the public security brigade makes thirty-seven and a half yuan a month."

The old lady pinched Qu Hun's arm again: "Xiao Cui is so lucky!"

After everyone had been introduced to their places, Xiao Cui's mother called out from the kitchen doorway, "Dinner's ready!"

The bowls and chopsticks were set out, and the dishes were served.

Cabbage and vermicelli, stewed green beans, fried peanuts—all sorts of dishes were served, and each table was piled high with a large bowl of meat.

A close female friend approached Xiaocui's mother, tugged at her sleeve, and whispered something in a low voice.

"Little Cui, are you done with this? Why are you bringing out so much meat to eat? This bowl alone must have cost a fortune!"

Xiao Cui's mother patted her hand, her face full of pride: "It was all brought by my son-in-law, he hunted it, and it didn't cost him a penny."

The woman opened her mouth, then glanced at the bowl of braised pork on the table. This new son-in-law is really quite capable!

Someone at the next table remarked, "Qu Hun is a good guy to get along with; he's honest and straightforward."

That's right. He's not even married yet, and he's already sent half a pig to his future mother-in-law's house. This young man needs to be treated better from now on.

Xiao Cui Niang straightened her back even more.

Looking at Qu Hun surrounded by everyone, Chang Kun grinned. Only after this meal was Qu Hun officially accepted into this family.

After dinner, just as the dishes were cleared away, the kerosene lamp in the main room was turned on.

Xiao Cui's mother brought in a plate of melon seeds, placed it on the table, and said, "Sit down, sit down, don't rush off."

Chang Kun originally intended to get up and say goodbye, but after glancing at Qu Hun who was being pressed down in the chair, he put his buttocks back down.

Qu Hun was surrounded by a group of people, his face still reeking of alcohol, his mouth agape, unaware of what was about to happen.

Someone spoke first; it was a cousin-in-law I had met that afternoon. He wasn't tall, but he had a loud voice.

"Qu Hun, today is your big day, so we won't tease the bride, we'll tease you instead."

"Guess the riddle; if you guess right, you get a sweet drink; if you guess wrong, you drink alcohol."

These are all Xiao Cui's family members, and they'll be teasing Qu Hun during the wedding night festivities.

Qu Hun scratched his head, looking troubled: "Well, I don't know how to solve riddles!"

"If you don't know how, just drink! Hahaha..." Everyone laughed heartily. "Surrendering before even entering the battlefield is unacceptable!"

"Come on! It's the cowards who are afraid!" Zhang Quhun couldn't stand being provoked, so he patted his chest hard. He figured he could just drink right away!

"There is a creature born with four legs. It stands during the day and sleeps at night. Every household has it. Without it, you can't sit down."

This is simple, but Zhang Quhun's eyes were full of confusion. He looked left and right, wondering what it was.

Chang Kun, sitting diagonally behind, heard the riddle, lowered his head to tie his shoelaces, and said in a very low voice: "Bench."

Qu Hun's ears twitched, and he immediately replied, "A bench!"

My cousin's husband handed him a bowl of sweet soup: "Okay, this one's easy, you passed! One more, please!"

"A red rooster with a green tail, burrows headfirst into the ground."

Qu Hun still didn't react, and stared blankly for a long time.

Chang Kun nudged him under the table with the tip of his shoe and then made the word "spicy" with his mouth.

Qu Hun understood: "Chili peppers! Chili peppers!"

My cousin's husband clicked his tongue and said, "You have someone helping you."

Chang Kun sat up straight, looking completely innocent: "I didn't say anything."

The crowd laughed and shouted, "No more reminders allowed!"

After several rounds of riddles, Qu Hun was given two bowls of wine, and his face turned red again.

Someone brought in a bowl of tea and stood in the middle of the room: "Next step: pour tea and identify people. Holding the tea, go and identify everyone present one by one."

"If I'm right, I'll take a sip of tea; if I'm wrong, I'll take a sip of wine."

Qu Hun took the teacup and stood in the middle of the room. The first thing he saw was the middle-aged woman on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and he called out "Second Aunt," thus passing the test.

The second thing I saw was a young woman standing at the door. There were too many people around in the afternoon, so I didn't see her. The name I was supposed to call her was stuck in my throat.

Several people opposite had already picked up their wine bowls and were about to hand them over when Chang Kun picked up a bowl from the side and walked over.

"I'll drink this bowl for him first, as a way of admitting my mistake."

He tilted his head back and poured it down, then shook the bowl upside down.

"Chang Kun, what are you getting involved in?"

Chang Kun placed the bowl upside down on the table: "I'll take a sip for my brother and see if it's real wine."

The atmosphere in the room was brought back to normal, and Qu Hun awkwardly laughed a few times, continuing to introduce himself to everyone, finally managing to call them all by stumbling along.

Around 8 o'clock, someone shouted something.

"The bride is missing a shoe; the groom has to find it."