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

When it was time to leave work in the afternoon, Cheng Rongjiang still hadn't returned, which must have been a bit awkward.

Chang Kun arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative. "Mom, it's time to go home."

"Come on, don't wait for your dad. Your Uncle Cheng invited him for drinks, it'll probably be quite late."

"Alright, let's go take a look at the courtyard house then."

"Great!" Recently, Liu Meifen has been enjoying listening to others praise her son and also loves to stroll around their new courtyard house.

As the move date drew closer, she grew increasingly excited.

Chang Kun pushed the cart, and the mother and daughter walked through the alley. Along the way, workers would occasionally come home from get off work.

Liu Meifen smiled as she looked at the people in the alley, then turned to Chang Kun and whispered, "Son, look at these city people, their spirit is so different from ours in the countryside."

Chang Kun curled his lip. At this time, as long as the workers worked, they could receive a food ration every month. Although they were not full, they were not hungry either.

In contrast, farmers in the countryside had no idea how much grain the commune would take after the harvest. They lived in constant fear, worried that they would run out of food in winter and that their families would not be able to make a living.

That's just the way things are; the only way to escape this situation is to leave the countryside.

Even in later generations, when people talk about improving farmers' treatment every day, everyone can clearly see how many years this has been said and how much it has actually improved.

Farmers receive only two or three hundred yuan a month in pension, while government retirees receive twenty or thirty thousand yuan. Slogans are just slogans.

Drink... Ptooey!

Upon arriving at the courtyard house and pushing open the door, we found that Master Zhu, the carpenter, was no longer there.

"Xiao Kun, I see the yard is almost finished, and the house is in pretty good condition too."

The two rooms facing south and one room on the east side are for living. The beds and tables and chairs have been set up, and the floor is covered with wooden flooring, which still smells of tung oil.

The west room serves as the kitchen and dining area, with two stoves built up and an eight-person table and chairs placed on the side.

The bathroom and fish pond in the corner have been built and are ready to use after they dry.

"Master Zhu is quite efficient; he's almost finished cleaning up in just ten days." Chang Kun was quite satisfied; the few packs of cigarettes he gave him hadn't been a waste.

"I'll see later, we can pick a good day and move in." Speaking of moving, Liu Meifen sounded a little reluctant. "Sigh, it'll be hard to even sleep on a warm kang (heated brick bed) anymore. Why don't they install kangs in the city!"

"Mom, our old house is still there. If we want to sleep on the kang (heated brick bed), we can go back and sleep there for a few nights. It's not a hassle."

"It's inconvenient to even go to the outhouse, and we have to empty the chamber pot every day..." Liu Meifen continued to list the inconveniences of the city.

When it comes to going to the toilet, Chang Kun has nothing to say; it is indeed inconvenient.

There were no public pipes at the time, so even if he wanted to install a toilet, there was nowhere to dispose of his waste.

However... he suddenly realized that he could dig a toilet in the corner and then dig a biogas digester in the yard, connecting the toilet to the biogas digester, which would solve some of the inconvenience.

It's much more convenient than queuing up to empty the chamber pot every day. Back in the 1990s, Wang Feifei still had to carry a spittoon to empty the public toilet.

Liu Meifen sighed a few times. What she was most reluctant to part with were her relatives and neighbors in the village. Once she moved to the city, no one would gather in the courtyard to listen to the radio anymore.

……

When Chang Kun rode his bicycle back to the village with his mother, Chang Dashan had already arrived at Cheng Rongjiang's house.

On his way to work today, Cheng Jie told him that his father wanted to invite him for drinks.

They all knew perfectly well that their children would be in-laws from now on, and that they were drinking together now to discuss the marriage.

"Old Chang, welcome, welcome." Cheng Rongjiang personally went out to welcome Chang Dashan into the house.

"Haha, Lao Cheng, your house is nice." Chang Dashan said politely, putting the Xifeng liquor in his hand on the table. "Nothing special, just a bottle of liquor I brought on the way."

"With this wine, how can you say it's not good? The pork Xiao Kun gave us yesterday is still unfinished, perfect for pairing with the wine."

Cheng Rongjiang called out to the small kitchen outside, "Xiaomin, is the twice-cooked pork ready yet?"

"You're here!" As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Min pushed open the door and entered the room, carrying a large bowl in each hand. She looked up and sweetly called out, "Uncle Chang."

She placed the bowl on the table and then went out.

Knowing that his father was discussing marriage with Uncle Chang tonight, he knew it was inappropriate for him to listen in.

"Old Chang, try Xiaomin's twice-cooked pork and pork stir-fried with pickled vegetables. See how good her cooking is."

Several bowls were already set on the table, filled with braised pork intestines, peanuts, cold bean curd salad, and other snacks to accompany drinks.

"Old Cheng, it's just the two of us eating, don't make such a fuss." Tonight's conversation was between the two in-laws, and the younger generation, Cheng Min and Cheng Jie, avoided it.

"Don't say anything, let's have a drink!" Cheng Rongjiang filled Chang Dashan's glass, held it with both hands, and gently clinked them together.

As he poured the wine into his mouth, Cheng Rongjiang recalled the past interactions between the Chang and Cheng families.

From the moment Chang Kun saved them, to later fighting the black bear, to the Cheng family helping them find jobs, and then one thing after another, the two gradually drank more and more...

"Old Chang, my daughter lost her mother when she was little, and I truly can't bear to part with her!"

"Old Cheng, don't worry, your daughter is my daughter. If you're still worried, let's become sworn sisters, and Xiaomin will be my goddaughter from now on!" Chang Dashan was already drunk and his head was not clear.

"Alright! From now on, we're brothers! Who's older, you or me?" With the smell of alcohol rising in his lungs, Cheng Rongjiang could only grin and chuckle.

"Of course I'm older, I'm older than you!"

"I'm the boss!"

Although they were both drunk, they both subconsciously wanted to be the eldest brother.

When Cheng Jie and Cheng Min returned home, they saw the two of them gesturing to calculate their ages and discuss their seniority.

"Oh my, how much did they drink?" Cheng Min looked at the bottles and jars of liquor on the table and floor, both amused and exasperated. "Our dad even brought out the sweet potato liquor from two years ago! They've finished all the liquor in the house!"

Cheng Jie quickly snatched the cups from their hands and sighed, "Uncle Chang is so drunk, he definitely can't ride his bike by himself. I'll drive him home."

Cheng Rongjiang opened his drunken eyes: "Send it! We absolutely have to send it!"

After saying that, he slumped onto the table and fell fast asleep.

"Then you go and see Grandpa Chang off, I'll take care of Dad." Cheng Min gritted her teeth. Her father was really outrageous, calling Grandpa Chang over to discuss marriage, but both of them got drunk, and she didn't even know if they had agreed on a time.

……

When Chang Kun and his mother arrived home, several young girls were lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) writing characters.

This morning, Chang Kun said he would make beggar's chicken for them if they passed the calligraphy test. Today, Chang Qing spent the whole day helping Chang Mu and Xiao Shui practice calligraphy.

"Mom, Big Brother, you're back! Where's Dad?" Hearing the sound of the bicycle, Chang Qing quickly came out to greet them.

She practiced writing for a long time, but she was still afraid that she wouldn't pass the test, so she decided to flatter her older brother first.

"Your dad went to Xiaomin's house for drinks."

Chang Qing said "Oh," and leaned closer to Chang Kun with a grin, "Big brother, can we skip the writing test today?"

Liu Meifen flicked her forehead with her finger: "This good-for-nothing, I don't know who she takes after. If you guys had half the talent of your older brother, I wouldn't have to worry!"

Chang Kun called the young girls to the courtyard, took out a few cicadas, and spread them out in his hand: "If you don't want to take the exam, that's fine too. Whoever eats these will not have to take the exam today."

When Xiao Xiu'er saw the ferocious appearance of the Osmanthus Cicada, she was so frightened that she ran away as fast as she could. Anyway, she didn't have to take a writing test, so she didn't want to eat such a terrible insect.

She ran into the main room, shouting, "Mom, the big pot is for Xiaoqing to eat worms!!"