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

Seeing Chang Kun return, Xiu'er rushed over: "Big Brother, Big Brother, they..."

The little girl was busy complaining, but she couldn't explain herself clearly, and she was so anxious that she broke out in a sweat.

"Alright, stop talking." Chang Kun picked Xiu'er up in his arms.

This little girl really did a good job as a drill sergeant, keeping her two older sisters quiet and not afraid of their revenge.

"You two, do you know you're wrong?" Chang Kun said sternly to Chang Qing and Chang Mu.

"Understood, big brother." The two little girls weren't afraid of anything else, but the fact that he wouldn't share any good food with them was enough to keep them completely under his thumb.

"What will we do now?"

"We will study hard to learn the characters," the two little girls replied honestly, heads bowed.

"Alright, I'll let you off this time, but don't let it happen again. Go listen to the radio." Chang Kun waved his hand, letting them leave.

Unexpectedly, the two who usually loved listening to opera stopped and stared intently at Chang Xiu: "Xiu'er, let's play a game, let's play jacks together."

"Okay!" Chang Xiu happily agreed, kicking her legs as she tried to slide off her older brother, but Chang Kun grabbed her.

Chang Qing and Chang Mu's expressions clearly showed ill intent. They said they were going to take Xiu'er to play games, but they were definitely looking for an opportunity to get revenge.

"Go listen to the radio, don't bully Xiuer, she's still young."

Chang Kun glared at the two of them, and they immediately cowered, sticking out their tongues and shrank back as they slipped away.

"Big pot, good big pot." Seeing Chang Kun protecting her, Xiu'er's little mouth was very sweet, and she kissed Chang Kun's cheek repeatedly.

Early the next morning.

The two little girls, Chang Qing and Chang Mu, had long forgotten about their older brother scolding them yesterday. They ran to the west kang (heated brick bed) and patted Chang Kun's head, saying, "Big brother, big brother, get up quickly, let's eat some rice crust!"

The less we give them rice crackers, the more they crave them; they were craving them all night last night.

The rice crust was heated slightly, sprinkled with salt, rolled into small rolls, and chewed. The aroma was so enticing that you could eat it for a lifetime without getting tired of it.

Chang Qing, his mouth stuffed full, muttered, "Big brother, why didn't you make all the rice into crispy rice crusts yesterday? This tastes much better than rice."

Hearing this from behind, Liu Meifen slapped her on the head, saying, "Look at you, so capable! Eating rice isn't enough for you, you dare to be picky!"

Chang Qing wasn't annoyed. He chuckled, twisted off a piece of crispy rice, and stuffed it into his mother's mouth: "Mom, crispy rice tastes even better! Make crispy rice again next time."

The old woman was amused and pointed at Chang Qing, saying, "I wonder who you take after for your shamelessness."

After breakfast, the whole family went out together.

Chang Kun was preparing to go to the Gulou secondhand market, and his mother was taking his three younger sisters with her.

After asking for leave from their respective workplaces, the group went to the secondhand market.

The first floor was bare and unkempt, with tattered leather coats and old clothes and broken shoes everywhere.

As soon as I led my mother and younger sisters up to the second floor, they were all stunned.

The first thing you see is a variety of furniture: camphor wood chests, pear wood cabinets, and an exquisite canopy bed...

Inside the glass display case were silver-plated pocket watches, blue and white porcelain vases, and even a Seagull camera, which made Chang Kun's eyes gleam with envy.

This camera must be worth a fortune!

Upon asking, Chang Kun was surprised to find that even a used camera cost 250 yuan. He scoffed, thinking, "That's quite a price..."

Liu Meifen and her three little girls had so many eyes that they couldn't take it all in; they looked at this and that, showing great interest in everything.

Seeing the girls' blank expressions, Chang Kun smiled. They were very lively at home, but they were still shy when they came out.

"Xiao Qing and Xiao Mu, you two take Xiu'er around and look around. She can only look, not touch."

With his elder brother's words, Chang Qing looked around and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Xiuer, let's go take a look over there."

Chang Kun discussed with his mother what items they needed to add to their new home. They picked out three kerosene lamps, two flashlights, a small tea table, and other pots and pans that Liu Meifen could buy at the supply and marketing cooperative.

Just then, Xiuer came running over on her short legs, glanced at her mother furtively, and tugged at Chang Kun's trouser leg: "Big brother, let's go, let's go!"

Chang Kun followed Xiu'er to a corner of the market, only to hear his mother snort behind him, muttering, "What do you want to buy now? You don't even look for your mother anymore, you only recognize your older brother!"

Arriving at the corner, sure enough, it was full of children's play areas, like a miniature toy world.

Kaleidoscope, bubble machine, beanbag, rocking horse, a whole bunch of comic books, and most surprisingly, there's a tricycle that a child is riding.

Xiuer dragged Chang Kun here, pointing to the tricycle.

The paint on the metal frame has been repainted, the seat is worn shiny, the rubber on the pedals was probably damaged and two wooden ones were replaced, but the most important chain and axle look fine.

Chang Qing and Chang Mu, standing to the side, seemed uninterested in the tricycle and were looking at other toys. Unfortunately, their burning gazes as they occasionally stole glances at the bicycle betrayed them.

"Xiuer, who told you to buy this?" Chang Kun glared at the two girls.

Knowing he hadn't passed the literacy test yesterday, he didn't dare ask his older brother for help, so he set his sights on Xiao Xiuer.

Xiuer turned around and pointed to her two older sisters, then suddenly remembered their instructions: "I...I want it!"

Chang Kun: ...

The way the little girl rolls her eyes when she lies is absolutely adorable.

I just asked about the price, and this used tricycle is priced at 10 yuan, which is outrageous!

I just bought a small coffee table set for only five yuan.

Keep in mind that at that time, the average worker's salary was only twenty or thirty yuan.

Chang Kun thought about it and realized that it made sense. In later generations, anything involving the word "handmade" would never be cheap.

Conversely, items labeled "handmade" represent affordability, like that coffee table.

Anything with the word "industrial" in its name is ridiculously expensive.

If Chang Kun spent ten yuan to buy this tricycle, his three younger sisters would definitely get a beating. In his mother's words, even a landlord wouldn't dare to spend that much money.

Seeing that their older brother refused to buy a tricycle, Chang Qing and Chang Mu stopped pretending and started pleading with him. Little Xiu'er also hugged her older brother's leg and cried out in her childish voice that she wanted to buy one.

"Isn't this just like taking kids to the mall in later generations?" Chang Kun chuckled wryly, pointing to a small car in the pile of toys: "Can't I just buy this one?"

The large bird carries the small bird on its back as the vehicle body, with two wheels on either side of the bird. There is a hole in the front of the vehicle body so that a rope can be attached and it can be pulled along. The whole little vehicle is covered in bronze rust, and it's unclear where this piece of junk was found and put here for sale.

But in Chang Kun's eyes, this little car emitted a dazzling golden light, a light even more brilliant than the golden light he had seen when digging for treasure in the courtyard.

He knew this was a priceless treasure; the rust on the bronze was a testament to the history of many dynasties.

Chang Qing glanced at the little car with disdain: "This thing is too broken, I wouldn't even want it if it were given to me for free."

Tsk tsk, if you knew how much this thing was worth, you probably wouldn't trade it for a hundred taels of silver for a bicycle.

Chang Kun thought for a moment, then squatted down and picked up the bronze chariot to examine it closely.

"Huh? Bro, you don't really want to buy this, do you? It's practically crumbling at the slightest touch!"

Just as Chang Qing was rambling on, a voice came from the side: "Brother, let me take a look at this thing."

As soon as the words were spoken, a pair of rough, large hands reached out and snatched the bronze chariot from Chang Kun's hand while he wasn't paying attention.