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

"That's great!"

The little girls jumped up with joy, knowing that their eldest brother always reaped a good reward whenever he made a move.

I just caught grasshoppers and brought them home. The four little girls shared the last grasshopper, and they didn't even taste it.

"Where are Mom and Dad?"

"They said they'd have to eat another meal of small baked buns that night, so they went to the fields to cut grass."

Chang Qing shrank back, not daring to look at her older brother. Originally, this was the job of the younger girls, but they were so busy catching grasshoppers that they completely forgot about cutting grass.

My parents have worked hard all their lives and can't stay idle. They're not busy at work during the day, but they're always looking for something to do after get off work.

"That's perfect. Since you're not cutting grass, why don't you practice writing the new words from memory?" Chang Kun said with a kind smile.

"Ah?!" Chang Qing, Chang Mu, and Xiao Shui exclaimed in unison.

Three days have passed since the eldest brother said they would take the exam to learn new characters. They study for a while and play for a while each day. It's good if they can learn half of the new characters.

"Brother, let's go cut grass instead!" Chang Qing felt that cutting grass was easier than memorizing the new words.

Chang Kun: ...

In later generations, if students didn't study, their parents would make them pick up trash and sweep the streets to let them experience the hardship of labor.

But Chang Qing wasn't afraid of working at all; she'd rather sweat than use her brain.

"Even cutting grass requires literacy!" Glaring at Chang Qing, Chang Kun pointed to the east kang (heated brick bed): "Go, each of you take a corner. If you can't recite the new characters, you can forget about beggar's chicken tomorrow!"

These girls are really taking their good fortune for granted. I'll have to get Cheng Min to teach them a lesson later.

Ten minutes later, Chang Qing, Chang Mu, and Xiao Shui handed their notebooks to their eldest brother with long faces. Before they started writing from memory, they felt that they could write most of the new words, but when they actually put pen to paper, they couldn't write them correctly no matter what they did.

"Good brother, tomorrow... we will definitely be able to learn it tomorrow."

If he couldn't pass the vocabulary test, he wouldn't get to eat beggar's chicken. Chang Qing was filled with regret and shook Chang Kun's arm, begging for mercy.

Chang Kun looked down at the characters the students were writing from memory, shook his head, and said, "Their handwriting is so bad, even ants can write better."

"Tomorrow? I'm giving you three days to write these few? When will we get to eat something delicious?!"

Chang Xiu, who was standing nearby, giggled. As the youngest, she didn't have to write characters, and she was overjoyed to see her older sisters being scolded.

She usually gets bullied by her older sisters, and now she finally sees them suffer.

Chang Kun pinched Xiu'er's cheek. The little girl was gloating now. Once he wasn't home, her older sisters would definitely spank her.

"Xiuer, let your big brother fold something fun for you."

Chang Kun tore off the papers from the students' memorized writings and quickly folded them into a box-shaped gun.

"Wow! Big Pot is so powerful!" Chang Xiu held the paper guns in both hands, aimed them at the older sisters, and shouted "Papapapa" in her mouth.

Chang Qing, Chang Mu, and Xiao Shui looked on with envy. Since they hadn't passed the vocabulary test, they didn't dare to make any requests.

"If you fill up the paper with new words, I'll fold paper guns for you, how about that?" Chang Kun came up with this idea to help the little girls practice writing new words.

"Thank you, brother! Thank you, brother!"

The girls talked and, before it got completely dark, without anyone urging them, they took the initiative to lie down on the kang (a heated brick bed) and bury themselves in writing.

At this moment, Liu Meifen returned from cutting grass and went to the east kang (heated brick bed) to take a look.

"Are these girls being so self-disciplined today?"

Chang Kun chuckled: "Mom, don't you know your own daughter? They're writing so they can fold paper guns."

Liu Meifen nodded. "I knew it! Being so self-disciplined, it's either for the food or for the fun!"

"Xiao Kun, did you finish your business in Miyun?" I thought my son would be gone for a few more days, but he came back the same day.

Chang Kun nodded; he himself hadn't expected it to happen so quickly.

"Did nothing happen?" Liu Meifen heard at work that the Miyun Reservoir project had been suspended, apparently because of some mysterious rumor about a white dragon being born.

"Nothing's wrong, I'm perfectly fine." As he spoke, Chang Kun bounced around a couple of times to show his mother.

"That's not what I meant..." Even at home, Liu Meifen unconsciously lowered her voice: "I meant... I heard there really is a white dragon or something in Miyun?"

"Where did this rumor come from? There's no such thing at all, Mother, please don't spread it." Chang Kun dared not tell his mother that the giant snake might be a descendant of the white dragon. These women like his mother relied on spreading gossip to make a living.

If the rumor were to transform the giant snake into a white dragon, and this were to spread and become a form of superstition, that would be quite problematic in this day and age.

"Mom, did you get the new seasoning packet today?" Chang Kun didn't want his mother to ask any more questions, so he quickly changed the subject.

"I almost forgot to tell you, I took fifty catties of donkey meat to the supply and marketing cooperative, but before I even got to the state-run restaurant across the street, Director Song and Xiao Wang had already snatched it all up. It was more expensive than pork, so they gave me three yuan and fifty cents..."

"Uh, are they all that short of meat?"

"That's right. Apart from the meat you gave them, they haven't been able to buy any meat at the state-run grocery store."

"Xiao Wang, Da Yao, and Xiao Liu each took five jin (2.5 kg) of meat, and the rest were all bought up by Director Song. Director Song also instructed that any meat should be sent to the supply and marketing cooperative."

Chang Kun curled his lip. "Director Song is dreaming. At this time, meat is scarce everywhere and can be given away as a favor."

My mother brought 50 jin of meat today, and Director Song took 35 jin of it. That's already quite generous of him.

"Mom, I'll go to the state-run restaurant tomorrow and exchange some seasoning packets. No matter how much meat you take, Director Song will probably snatch it all away."

"Well, that works too. A few people at the supply and marketing cooperative said they wanted meat, and I really felt bad refusing them."

Chang Dashan called out from the yard, "Mom, what are you doing inside?"

Liu Meifen laughed: "Your father asked me to call Xiaoqing and the others to tidy up the hay, but I saw them diligently writing and forgot about it."

"Dad, I'm here to help." Changxiu ran outside with her little legs, grabbed a handful of grass in the yard, and held it to Xiao Huoshao's mouth: "Little donkey, little donkey, let me ride you and I'll give you some to eat."

Chang Kun followed her into the courtyard and stood guard behind Xiu'er, afraid that she would anger the little donkey.

"Xiao Kun, you're back?" Chang Dashan was stunned to see his son already at home. When he came home today, Liu Meifen told him that their son had gone out again and might not be able to come home tonight.

"Dad, I'll be back as soon as I'm done... Did you give the donkey meat to Brother Cheng?"

"He gave it to me as soon as he got to work this morning. He was so touched that his eyes welled up with tears. He said he had never met such a generous person as Xiao Kun, and that if you and Xiao Min ever quarrel in the future, he will definitely side with you..."

Chang Kun and Liu Meifen both laughed. Why couldn't Cheng Jie think of things in a positive light? Why did he have to think about the couple arguing?

"Big pot, I want to ride it." Chang Xiu fed the donkey grass several times, but when she saw that the little donkey refused to eat, she got anxious. She didn't want to get along with the donkey at all, and pointed at the donkey's back, trying to force herself on it.

"Big brother is here to help you." Chang Kun picked up Chang Xiu and put her directly on the donkey's back, supporting her with one hand and gently patting her little fire-burning bottom with the other.

"Ah, big pot, I'm scared!" As Xiao Huoshao circled around the yard, Xiu'er tightly closed her eyes and hugged Xiao Huoshao's neck with both arms, afraid of falling off the donkey's back.

Chang Kun gently supported her back, laughing heartily. This girl is both incompetent and loves to play...