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

During dinner that evening, my father, Chang Dashan, was in high spirits and drank three large glasses of wine all by himself.

"Xiao Kun, your mother and I just went to the graves and told your grandparents and ancestors about all the great things that have happened to our family. My life has been worthwhile, even in death!"

"Pah! Pah! You fart after drinking a little horse piss!" Liu Meifen quickly spat three times on the ground.

"Xiao Kun, once our house is all set up, we'll move in. Then you can go visit the graves and chat with our ancestors."

"Oh, right, Mom, I forgot to tell you something: we don't need to clean the house anymore."

The family turned to look at Chang Kun, waiting for what he would say next.

"Today, I did something for Director Wang. She found someone to clean up our house and even took care of all the furniture."

"Cough cough!" Chang Dashan choked on his drink, quickly wiping his mouth. "What did you say?"

"So, we just need to wait to move in and that's it?" Liu Meifen asked uncertainly.

Why are all these good things happening to her? It feels like she's dreaming.

"It means we don't need to worry about it or spend any money. She wants me to go to the house tomorrow morning to discuss how to clean it up."

"This is great news! How can our little Kun be so capable!" Liu Meifen slapped her thigh happily and put a piece of scrambled eggs on her son's plate.

"Your father and I were worried that if all the money in the house was used to renovate four rooms, it might delay your wedding."

Upon hearing this, Chang Kun quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out a large stack of black 10s from his storage space.

"Mom, don't worry about important family matters like money for the house or the wedding. I have plenty of money here, so take this first."

Previously, he only thought that his family had enough to eat and wear, and didn't need much money, so he didn't give his parents much money, for fear of shocking them.

Unexpectedly, his parents were reluctant to spend money because they wanted to save it for his wedding.

Liu Meifen took the wad of cash and glanced at Chang Kun: "Son, where did you get so much money?"

If she hadn't known her son was so capable, she would have worried that the money wasn't from a legitimate source.

"Mom, we've hunted wild boar and blue sheep several times, and we've saved the money without spending it."

"Hey! Good son! Keep the money here for your mother, save it for when you get married." Liu Meifen happily put the money away.

Now we don't have to spend any money on home renovations. We'll go propose marriage soon, and after the New Year we can get married. Maybe next year we'll even have a grandson.

The more she thought about it, the happier she became, and she couldn't help but pick up Chang Dashan's wine glass and take a big gulp.

Chang Qing looked at the eggs in his older brother's bowl and stretched out his chopsticks to pick them up.

*Smack!*

My mother slapped my hand. "Who told you to hold chopsticks like that?"

Chang Qing looked aggrieved and didn't understand what was going on.

"The longer you hold the chopsticks, the farther you'll marry. You're practically invisible holding the chopsticks, do you want to marry a foreigner?!"

Liu Meifen glared at her, annoyed.

"Pfft!"

The whole family was amused.

……

Meanwhile, the Yan family was also jubilant.

"Second brother, I need to properly toast my second aunt. If it weren't for her, I, with my two hundred pounds of extra weight, would be in jail!"

Yan Lüji picked up a full glass of Fenjiu liquor and poured it directly into his mouth.

"Third brother, we're all family, don't bother with this."

Director Wang was in high spirits. Chang Kun had handled the case of the stolen grain coupons brilliantly, resolving it swiftly and efficiently within a single day.

If the grain coupons are found, the third son won't have to bear too much responsibility.

She picked up her wine glass and took a small sip: "If you want to thank someone, you should thank Chang Kun properly. He has really gone to great lengths for you."

Director Wang spoke well of Chang Kun, glancing at his nephew Yan Feng.

I hope this nephew will mature a bit, make more friends, and make fewer enemies.

Having served as the director of the grain station for many years, Yan Lüji was a shrewd man. He could tell what Director Wang meant just by looking at his eyes.

He reached out and patted Yan Feng on the shoulder: "Son, come with me tomorrow and properly thank Chang Kun. He saved our family this time."

Yan Feng dared not disobey his father and silently agreed.

We returned the house to him, renovated it for him, and then went to thank him again. Is that really necessary?

When the topic of Chang Kun's experience of finding the grain coupons came up at the dinner table, Director Wang sighed with admiration. Even Commissioner Geng, who was in charge of economic investigations, suffered a great loss, but Chang Kun received praise from all sides. His skills were truly outstanding.

"The grain coupons were hidden in the outhouse, and Commissioner Geng was forced to jump into the septic tank to retrieve them?"

Yan Lüji's small eyes widened, and he slammed his hand on the table, cheering!

He was all too aware of Commissioner Geng's power.

As the head of the grain station, he was placed under house arrest by Commissioner Geng, and he didn't dare utter a single word.

Confined at home, he cursed Commissioner Geng countless times, but he couldn't do anything about it.

At this moment, upon hearing that Commissioner Geng had been forced by Director Yu to jump into a septic tank to retrieve grain coupons, Yan Lüji felt an immense sense of satisfaction.

"Good! That old fox, Station Chief Liang, made a brilliant move by targeting Director Yu. He should have dealt with that bastard surnamed Geng long ago!"

Turning his head and seeing his son Yan Feng's defiant look, Yan Luji really wanted to slap him across the face to bring him to his senses.

Instead of currying favor with a capable person like Chang Kun, you actually want to go against him. You're really missing a screw!

Forget it, his second uncle and aunt are both there, let's give him some face.

After thinking for a moment, Yan Luji poured a full glass of wine and placed it in front of Yan Feng: "Xiao Feng, let's have a drink, just the two of us."

Yan Feng looked flattered; his father had never drunk with him like this before.

"In your heart, does your father have any ability?"

"Father, you are the most amazing in my heart!" Yan Feng drank a cup of wine, his face turning bright red.

Indeed, it's true that Yan Fenglai would never have been able to rise from a peasant boy to the position of grain station director.

"Then tell me, isn't Commissioner Geng, who can lock me up at home, even more formidable?"

Yan Feng nodded.

"Then Director Yu, who made Commissioner Geng jump into a latrine, is even more ruthless, isn't he?"

Yan Feng looked at his father, wondering what he meant.

"Director Yu made Commissioner Geng jump into a latrine, and then praised Chang Kun highly. And you're still resentful and dissatisfied with Chang Kun?!"

"Most people would have no way to get close to someone like him, let alone want to make an enemy of him?"

"Are you fucking out of your mind?!"

A barrage of questions ensued, and Yan Luji's excited spittle sprayed onto his son's face.

I always thought my son was too young and never had such an open conversation with him.

Today, Yan Luji suddenly realized that if he didn't correct his behavior, his only son would go astray.

Not daring to wipe the saliva from his face, Yan Feng lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying in a muffled voice:

"Father, I understand. I will apologize to Chang Kun tomorrow."

Director Wang smiled and said, "Xiao Feng, having more friends means having more options. Having more capable friends means you won't have to walk on your own. You'll understand that in the future."

Yan Feng: ...

It can't walk on its own, is its leg broken? Is it lame?

……

The Chang family had finished dinner, and Chang Kun lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) checking the reward given to him for catching the grain coupon thief.

[Ding! Captured 1/1 of the Great Thief, reward: Host is immune to Nightmare.]

[The current host can sense prey weighing less than 900 jin (approximately 860 kg) within a range of 2300 meters.]

Immune to Nightmare? It's a passive skill, why did the system give me this skill?

Chang Kun was completely baffled.

Could it be that some treacherous subject is plotting against me?