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

Recalling the famine of his past life, Chang Kun couldn't help but shudder.

The legendary number of tens or hundreds of thousands is indeed true.

What appears to be a string of numbers is actually a bloody mass of human lives!

Chang Kun sometimes doesn't even dare to think about it; it's just too tragic!

"Grandpa, have something to eat first. You have to hang in there; the three little ones still need you."

"Hey, young man, thank you so much." The old soldier tremblingly put a piece of glutinous rice cake into his mouth, slowly walking forward, sighing repeatedly, "Everyone says life is getting better, so why are people still starving to death?"

Chang Kun fell silent. Whether in this time or in the future, there are too many shadows under the sun, they just don't usually show.

Take these veterans, for example; anyone with eyes can tell at a glance that they came here as refugees from famine.

They might be targeted as soon as they enter the city, and then easily swept away under some pretext.

In such a vast city as Beijing, with its swarms of people, during a time of food and meat shortages, there wasn't a single beggar on the streets. Did they all manage to afford to eat? Who would believe that?

This old soldier must have endured countless hardships to get here. After all, in this era when a letter of introduction was required to enter a household, one could not allow starving people to wander into the capital.

"Grandpa, let me give you a ride." Chang Kun put the little girl on the back of his bicycle and slowly drove the old man into the city.

The old soldier was still muttering, "Why won't they let farmers plant grain? What are they thinking? There's no way to reason with them."

Reasoning? There's really no way to reason with them here.

There's only reason to talk when you want to reason; if you don't want to reason with someone, you'd better just listen obediently.

Don't like it? We've got ways to make you behave!

"My grandparents starved to death back in the previous dynasty, and now my son is starving to death too! It's truly outrageous!"

The old soldier seemed to have been holding it in for a long time, cursing repeatedly under his breath.

"Grandpa, please don't say anymore." Chang Kun stopped the old soldier, and only after looking around to make sure no one was paying attention did he feel relieved.

Comparing the present with the previous dynasty? That's quite treasonous; if someone heard it, it would be a big deal.

"well!"

Both of them sighed deeply, lamenting the futility of life.

The two boys behind him had something to eat, and they quickly ate a large piece of glutinous rice cake. Seeing this, Chang Kun took a few more pieces and shared them with them.

The little girl on the back of the bicycle must have been riding a bicycle for the first time. She gripped the seat nervously, afraid of falling off. The candy in her little mouth had already been eaten, so the old soldier peeled off another piece, chewed it up, and fed it to her.

These days, kids are all raised like this. Not to mention now, even those born in the 70s and 80s, a large portion of them ate food cooked by adults...

Seeing that the children seemed to be in good spirits, the old soldier grinned and said, "Young man, thanks to you, you saved these three children of mine."

Chang Kun suddenly remembered that he had just killed three robbers on the mountain yesterday, and today he encountered three little children. How unpredictable life is!

Upon entering Dongzhimen, Chang Kun asked, "Old man, where is the person you're looking for? You don't seem to know the way well, shall I give you a ride?"

The old soldier shook his head: "Young man, I've already kept you in vain for a long time. I can find a place myself."

After thanking Chang Kun repeatedly, he and several children said goodbye to Chang Kun.

"Alright then." Watching the old soldier slowly walk away, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Chang Kun took out ten catties of wolf tooth potatoes, two catties of garlic pork belly, and two catties of donkey meat dumplings from his spatial storage and put them into a flour sack.

As Chang Kun rode his bicycle closer to the grandfather and his three grandchildren, he called out, "Grandpa, take this and eat it. If you can't find them, go to the Gulou Police Station and say you're looking for someone surnamed Chang."

The sack of flour landed in front of the old soldier, giving him no chance to refuse. Chang Kun pedaled hard a few times, and the bicycle disappeared from their sight.

The old soldier opened the bag, peeked inside, and tears streamed down his face: "Young man, you are truly a good person!"

I wanted to return the things to Chang Kun, but I couldn't find him anywhere.

As Chang Kun rode his bike, he felt the wind become gentler. With the food he had given them, the old soldier and his three grandchildren would be safe even if they couldn't find anyone in the city.

When passing by the street office, Chang Kun thought for a moment and used the space to unload the other two male donkeys.

Three donkey penises were stuffed into a flour sack, each half a meter long; it looked truly terrifying…

They cut off another five catties of donkey meat and put it into the bag.

*Knock knock knock!*

"Is that Xiao Kun? Come in quickly!" Director Wang had just arrived at work and immediately smiled when he saw Chang Kun.

"Aunt Wang."

"Tsk tsk, let me see this big celebrity." Director Wang circled Chang Kun a few times, clicking his tongue in amazement.

"Aunt Wang, you found out?"

"How could I not know about such big news? At first, I couldn't believe it. I never thought that your composition would be on the radio."

When Director Wang first heard about this, she was almost speechless. In her memory, Chang Kun was a skilled hunter, but she had never heard of him having any literary talent.

"Good luck, good luck." Chang Kun didn't want to talk about the music. Everyone he knew would praise him for a long time when they met him. These days, people only say the same few things to praise someone, and he was tired of hearing them.

"Aunt Wang, look what I brought you!" He held up the cloth bag in his hand, interrupting Director Wang's praise.

"Oh? Xiao Kun, what good stuff did you catch this time?" Director Wang's eyes lit up. Chang Kun had caught quite a few rare prey before, and she had given them to the leaders, receiving a lot of praise.

"Aunt Wang, you can see for yourself." If Director Wang hadn't asked several times, Chang Kun wouldn't have wanted to send this to her.

This thing is useful and delicious, but it doesn't sound good to give it to an older female relative!

"Looks like it's really good stuff, you've been keeping me in suspense." Director Wang picked up the bag and reached inside with his other hand.

"Wow! What a big thing!" She exclaimed as she pulled out a long one, swallowing hard.

"Little Kun, what's this? A horse's? A donkey's?"

"Aunt Wang has good taste. This is from a donkey. There are three donkeys in total, and five catties of donkey meat. Aunt Wang, have a taste."

"Yes, yes, we should definitely try it." Director Wang pulled out three large donkey penises, his eyes shining, completely ignoring the donkey meat in the bag.

"Xiao Kun, how can I thank you enough? You've really helped me a lot!"

"Aunt Wang, we're relatives, there's no need for thanks..." Chang Kun thought to himself, these days, a donkey whip is something most people don't really need.

Ordinary people can't even get enough to eat, so how can they have the energy to think about that kind of thing every day?

"No, you brought such good stuff. Let me think... Oh right, your new house doesn't have a mattress, does it? A batch of palm fiber mattresses just arrived on the street."

Chang Kun was taken aback. This is what it is now?

"Aunt Wang, then I won't stand on ceremony."

"Okay, I'll save four mattresses for you. You can come and get them when you move."

The two men smiled at each other. Chang Kun hadn't expected that he could exchange three donkey whips for four mattresses. It was a pretty good deal, and it was a win-win situation for both of them.

After saying goodbye to Director Wang, I had just arrived at the research institute when I heard someone calling, "Chang Kun, Chang Kun, come quick!"