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

Chang Xiu was stunned when she heard this.

How can something that smells so good be snot?!

In the past, when she had snot running down her nose, she would lick it with her tongue and her parents would always scold her. Now, even though she knew that bone marrow was delicious, she dared not eat it.

"Xiuer, don't listen to Xiaoqing, this isn't snot, it smells delicious!" Chang Kun grabbed Chang Xiu's little hand and put the bone marrow into her mouth: "Is it tasty?"

Xiuer was stunned by the aroma; she had never tasted anything so delicious in her life.

This is genuine bone marrow, completely different from the fake bone marrow sold in bone shops in later generations.

Later, some shops used bone marrow as a selling point, mixing it with animal fats and flavorings, stuffing it into bone marrow stalks, and reusing those stalks—truly a case of old-school charlatans…

Seeing Xiuer's blissful expression, the other girls knew that the stuff must taste delicious, and they all sucked hard at the broken bone.

"ah--"

Before long, they all let out satisfied sighs, wondering how there could be such delicious food!

Forget about gnawing on the meat, the four little girls scrambled for the bones, as there was only a tiny bit of marrow left, and if they were too slow, there wouldn't be any left.

Seeing that Xiaoshui was a little shy, Liu Meifen picked up a bone and put it in her hand: "Xiaoshui, you're at your aunt's place, just like at home. Eat more, your face is so thin."

Xiao Shui gnawed on a bone for half an hour until it was so shiny it was practically reflecting light; even the dog was disgusted by it.

The other girls finished eating the meat and put the bones into Chang Dashan's bowl to have with his drinks.

Chang Dashan didn't mind at all, and happily chewed on the bone.

Chang Kun recalled how, when he was a child, he couldn't chew anything hard, and his parents would chew it up and put it in his mouth. He would never see that scene again in later generations...

Chang Mei smiled as she looked at the little girls. Time really flies; they've all grown up so much.

After the meal, Liu Meifen clapped her hands and said, "You guys, go and wash your feet."

She took out several pairs of shoes that Cheng Min had bought, as well as a pair of shoes that she had bought from the supply and marketing cooperative.

At home, Xiao Shui can't have new shoes while the others don't.

"Wow! New shoes! Mom, you're so sweet!" Changqing's little mouth is always so sweet.

Liu Meifen tapped Chang Qing's forehead: "This was bought by your sister Xiaomin, remember her kindness."

"Mmm." The little girls nodded and ran to the yard to wash their feet. They dared not wear new shoes with their dirty feet.

Before long, the little girls, wearing their new shoes, were stomping around on the kang (a heated brick bed), exclaiming, "These shoes are so comfortable! Sister Xiaomin is so kind!"

"Be quiet, don't break the kang!" Liu Meifen scolded, then turned to look at the cicada nymphs on the west kang, some of which had already started molting. She quickly urged, "Come and see!"

Upon hearing this, the little girls ran to the west kang (heated brick bed) and peered through the tree branches.

Wow! So beautiful!

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, the cicadas that had just shed their shells were entirely green, looking like exquisite works of art.

Chang Kun smiled and reached out to pick a cicada that had just shed its shell: "These are not only pretty, but also delicious!"

"Big brother, what are you doing?" Chang Qing felt it was a pity that Chang Kun threw the molting cicada into the basin of water. She wanted to see the cicada's wings harden.

"You'll find out tomorrow." Chang Kun threw all the molting cicadas into the water, making sure they were suffocated before they hardened, as that's when they would taste best.

"Does Big Brother want them all to molt and drown? We might as well peel their shells off."

As he spoke, Chang Qing picked up a cicada that had shed half its shell and was about to peel it off.

"You're kidding me!" Chang Kun quickly snatched the cicada nymph away. This little girl is really cruel, trying to tear the cicada shell off by force.

Doing this is like tearing a cicada nymph apart with five horses.

"Don't touch them with your hands, and definitely don't pull them. Just wait patiently, and they will shed their shells on their own later."

"When will that be?" Of the girls, Chang Qing was the most impatient.

Chang Xiu, standing to the side, raised her little hand: "Big brother, big brother, let's wait here!"

She was very interested in the cicada nymphs molting; it was so interesting to see an ugly, yellowish-brown insect transform into a bright green cicada.

Chang Qing pouted: "Xiuer is fine, she'll fall asleep in a little while and then wet her brother's blanket too."

Chang Muxiaoshui chuckled when she heard this. This morning, Xiuer dreamed that her older brother would take her to pee, and she peed right on the bed, getting a few slaps from Liu Meifen for her bottom.

Xiuer turned her little face away, a little angry. It was just bedwetting, but her older sisters had been making fun of her all day.

"Big brother, Xiuer doesn't wet the bed!" She opened her little arms for Chang Kun to hold her, no longer wanting to sleep on the same bed with these older sisters!

It wasn't time to listen to the radio yet, and a few little girls were playing on the west kang (heated brick bed) watching the cicadas molt.

Xiao Shui leaned closer to Chang Kun and whispered, "Brother, was the wild boar we caught yesterday shot with a gun?"

Chang Kun nodded: "What's wrong?"

"I...I want...I want to touch a gun."

Wow, this little girl is actually interested in guns. That's not like a girl at all.

"Haven't you ever handled a gun at home?"

Xiao Shui shook her head and whispered, "The brigade leader's family has a rifle, and his kid shows it off in front of me every day."

Patting Xiao Shui's head, Chang Kun said, "We also have guns. Feel free to touch them, but you can only use them when an adult is watching, understand?"

"Mmm." Xiao Shui's eyes lit up when she saw Chang Kun take out a gun from the corner of the wall.

These days, playing with guns is perfectly normal. Even for those born in the 80s and 90s, it wasn't uncommon for families to have guns, and people would often use spent bullet casings as cigarette holders.

By the time people were born in the 00s and 10s, let alone guns, they could only see what bullets looked like online. In later generations, even when playing with a toy gun to shoot balloons, they had to be careful about the power, or they might accidentally end up in jail...

Chang Kun carefully unloaded the bullets, fired two blank shots at the ground to make sure there were no bullets left, then removed the bayonet before handing it to Xiao Shui: "Here, play with it. It's quite heavy, so be careful."

Xiao Shui gripped the spear tightly with both hands, beaming with delight. She squinted her eyes as if to fire, shouting "Bang bang bang!"

Seeing this, the other girls all gathered around Xiaoshui.

"Little Shui, it's my turn to play."

"My turn! I've wanted to finish this for a long time!"

The little girls chattered and argued, trying to snatch the gun for themselves.

That's how kids are; they always think the toys in other people's hands are the most fun. They want to snatch them away as soon as they see them, even if it's just a broken twig in someone else's hand, they think it's a peerless sword.

They took turns holding the guns, shouting "bang bang!" while the others lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) pretending to be shot to death.

As soon as the other villagers finished their dinner, they all flocked to Chang Kun's courtyard, waiting to hear the music composed by the village's literary star.

After a day of fermentation, the news that Chang Kun's composition had been broadcast on the radio had already spread to several neighboring villages, and even three-year-old children had heard about it.

Chang Kun's courtyard was quickly packed to the brim, with no room to stand, and people were crowding under the big trees outside the courtyard.

People would frequently strike up conversations with Liu Meifen, asking if Chang Kun was engaged.

If it weren't for the new society, Chang Kun's thirteen concubines would probably all have been reserved that very night...