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

Back home, the eldest sister, Changmei, was cooking.

"Sis, what are you making in the pot?"

"Corn porridge, and we'll add an egg for everyone later."

Chang Kun pursed his lips. His eldest sister really inherited her mother's cooking skills. She could only cook the food until it was done; as for the color, aroma, and taste, don't expect it to be anything special.

Of course, in those days, they didn't have the opportunity to showcase their culinary skills; just being able to fill their stomachs was already a blessing.

The three little girls, Chang Qing, Chang Mu, and Chang Xiu, pinched their noses and made faces behind their eldest sister, looking disgusted.

The eldest sister can only cook porridge every time; she's nowhere near as good as the eldest brother!

"Don't cook the corn porridge. Let's have rice tonight. I remember we still have a lot of rice at home." Chang Kun didn't want to eat that throat-scratching corn porridge either. It's not like they're short of money. Why make himself suffer?

Liu Meifen glanced at Chang Kun a few times but didn't say anything.

She had originally planned to save the rice to make a few meals of porridge, but since her son had prepared almost all the furniture today without spending any money, she decided to treat it as a reward.

Chang Kun poured out half a basin of rice, and was about to rinse it a few times when his mother spoke up: "Little Kun, that rice water is full of nutrients, you can't throw it away, steam it directly!"

Chang Kun was speechless. They couldn't even bear to throw away this little bit of rice water. How difficult must their family have been before!

Oh well, a little dirt won't hurt.

There's no need to rinse the rice. Just pour water into the pot, gently insert your finger into the rice, and the water should cover the rice by one finger joint—just the right amount.

"Mother, eldest sister, remember to add this much water when steaming rice. It will be sticky enough. Too much water will make the rice sticky, and too little water will make it undercooked," Chang Kun said, passing on his experience.

Liu Meifen and Chang Mu smiled with pursed lips. Ask them to steam rice? How could that be possible?

With rice, you'll definitely want to cook porridge, which is very filling.

Before the rice was cooked, Chang Kun went to the broken water vat in the yard, scooped out a blackfish, sliced ​​it into thin pieces in a few quick movements, and put it in the pot to steam together.

Xiaoqing picked a few scallions from the corner of the wall, washed and chopped them, and the rice was already cooked.

I scooped four spoonfuls of lard into a lard jar, sprinkled it with chopped green onions, added some soy sauce and salt, and the simple lard rice was still very tempting.

Chang Kun had been craving this lard-mixed rice for a long time; the taste was practically etched into his soul.

Several bowls of rice were placed on the octagonal table. Liu Meifen's eyes widened in surprise. This son of hers not only ate rice, but also mixed it with lard. Whose lard could withstand such use?

Chang Kun ignored his mother's murderous glare and said, "Father, Mother, eat quickly, the lard won't taste good if it gets cold."

Chang Mei took a sip of the rice mixed with lard, and the aroma made her eyebrows relax: "It has to be my younger brother. If I steamed rice with lard like this, Mother would scold me for years..."

Liu Meifen was feeling sorry for the wasted rice and lard when she heard her eldest daughter say this. Her eyes widened and she said, "This rice smells so good, and it still can't shut you up. You guys dare to cook like this and see what happens! My son is... he's just trying to make sure you're all happy. Don't be ungrateful."

The eldest sister and the younger sisters didn't dare to argue with their mother; they just kept their heads down and ate their rice, occasionally stuffing a piece of fish into their mouths.

Xiuer didn't need her older brother to feed her. She wrapped her whole palm around the chopsticks and used them as a spoon, her little mouth bulging as she ate.

The family ate with their mouths full of oil, and the little girls lay sprawled on the kang (a heated brick bed) licking their lips.

Chang Kun got up and scraped the crispy rice at the bottom of the pot; that was the real essence.

Sprinkle a little salt, tear off a piece and put it in your mouth. This fragrant and crispy texture is something I really miss.

Hearing his older brother chewing heartily, Chang Qing poked his head out from the east kang (heated brick bed): "Big brother, what are you eating?"

"Can you still eat?" Chang Kun glanced at Chang Qing, who had just been groaning from being so full, but now she was craving more food.

Upon hearing that there was something delicious to eat, Chang Mu and Chang Xiu immediately slipped off the kang (a heated brick bed) and ran to the stove, gazing longingly at their older brother.

The little gluttons acted as if they had never seen food before. Chang Kun pinched their noses and thought back to the days when his family lacked food. He couldn't blame the little girls; they were just too afraid of being hungry.

"We'll eat these rice crusts tomorrow morning." Afraid that the little girls would eat too much, Chang Kun scraped off all the rice crusts, fed each of them a small bite, and hung the rest under the rafters.

The three little girls munched on the crispy rice crust, their eyes narrowing: "Big brother, this is even tastier than rice!"

Of course, rice is just for filling your stomach; the crispy rice crust is the real soul of the dish.

"Big brother, give me another piece." Chang Qing clung to Chang Kun, acting coquettishly. Although her stomach was still full, the texture of this crispy rice crust was just too tempting.

"Go, bring your notebooks, I'll check which words you recognize." After lunch, it was time for the children's favorite part: checking their homework.

"ah--"

Chang Qing and Chang Mu lamented in unison that they had been so busy playing that they had almost forgotten all the characters they had learned in the past few days.

Five minutes later...

"Stand facing the wall! I'm supposed to teach you to read, but you can mispronounce eight out of ten words, and you still want to eat good food every day!"

"I'll give you another chance tomorrow. If you still can't learn it, you'll be eating porridge every day!"

"You've been spoiled rotten!"

Chang Qing and Chang Mu rarely saw their elder brother get angry, and they stood trembling against the wall.

In later generations, when children misbehaved, they would lie on the floor of shopping malls and throw tantrums, and their parents couldn't do anything about it.

In Chang Kun's opinion, the beating was too light.

When he was a child, he was disobedient, and his mother would hit him on the bottom with the broom handle. If he didn't learn his lesson the first time, she would do it again, and he would be good in less than three times.

Changxiu, who was standing next to her, kept giggling. She was still young and didn't have to study, so she was overjoyed to see her older sister being scolded.

If the older brother really doesn't give them any good food, then all those crispy rice crusts will be hers.

"Xiuer, keep an eye on those two. If they dare to make any sudden movements, tell me."

Chang Xiu laughed even more happily, puffing out her little chest and striking a pose like an old cadre, walking around behind her two older sisters with her hands behind her back.

Having eaten too much lard-mixed rice for dinner, Chang Kun strolled to the riverbank outside the village.

There weren't many fish left in the broken water tank at home, so he planned to buy some from the river and take some fish to visit Director Wang in a couple of days.

She had previously told herself that she could buy used furniture from the Ministry of Public Security, which would save her a lot of trouble.

Chang Kun had always kept in mind the fact that the cricket had saved the little girl and Cheng Min last time.

He works in the Public Security Brigade, and Director Wang is his superior's superior. Chang Kun plans to take him to meet him.

Let's build a relationship gradually; maybe the cricket will be able to help out whenever it needs something in the future.

When they arrived at the river, they took advantage of the darkness and the absence of others to catch a lot of blackfish, bass, eels, and yellow catfish, all of which the little girls love to eat.

I also specifically caught some small crucian carp to make soup.

We caught a lot of river shrimp, and quite a few water dragonflies. These things are also delicious when deep-fried. Chang Kun had eaten them a few times in his previous life, and they were very tasty.

After catching the fish in the river, Chang Kun was still feeling regretful when he got home. There were indeed few rockfish in the small rivers of the north, and he had never caught one even after catching fish several times.

Even in the evening, there were still many people listening to the radio in the courtyard. When Chang Kun returned, everyone, regardless of age, stood up to greet him.

Now he is considered a role model in the village, and every family envies the Chang family for having such a person.

As soon as I entered the main room, I heard the little girl Changxiu scolding her two older sisters.

"Don't move! I'm going to tell the big boss!"