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

The siblings were chatting and laughing around the stove when Changmei turned her head by chance and saw several large bowls on the octagonal table.

"Brother, where did you steal these radish greens? It's not the season for radish greens!"

She walked to the octagonal table, picked up a tender leaf, put it in her mouth, and nodded as she ate: "It's so delicious, sweet and sour. Do you remember when you were little...?"

Chang Kun nodded quickly; how could he not remember?

Back then, the villagers weren't as poor as they are now. Many people grew radishes. Chang Kun, who had a sweet tooth, would pester his older sister to take him to steal radish leaves to eat.

The siblings were enjoying their meal when their owner spotted them, shouted something, and the two siblings ran away in fright.

Chang Mei tripped and fell halfway down the road, scraping her forehead. She didn't dare tell anyone when she got home, and just smeared some wood ash on it. There's still a small scar on her forehead.

Upon seeing the radish leaves, Changmei was reminded of a funny incident from her childhood, and wondered if her younger brother had stolen them from somewhere again.

"Sister, no one in the village is allowed to grow this stuff anymore. You can't even steal it if you want to."

"I knew it! Who gave you this? Your friend is so generous!"

"Hehe." Chang Kun chuckled awkwardly, "I gave them meat too, it's a give-and-take, right..."

After the little girls cleaned the crucian carp, they ran back to the main room, where their eldest sister stuffed each of them with a piece of tender radish greens, which they crunched loudly as they ate them.

Chang Mu, being young, didn't recognize what it was: "Big brother, this stuff is sweet and sour, why don't I see it growing in the village?"

Chang Qing chuckled: "Little Mu, you're so silly. You don't even recognize radish leaves? If it's sour, it's because your older brother added vinegar; if it's sweet, it's definitely because he added sugar, right, older brother?"

Touching Xiao Mu's hair, Chang Kun thought, "What a tragedy! A seven or eight-year-old girl in a rural family has never even seen radish leaves. Who the hell came up with this terrible idea to prevent farmers from growing their own vegetables!"

Several girls sat around the octagonal table, eating grasshoppers and vegetables with gusto and enjoyment.

Before long, the stir-fried frog and crucian carp soup were also ready. The crucian carp soup was left to warm in the pot.

The siblings sat on the east kang (a heated brick bed) and reminisced about various fun things from their childhood. Xiu'er was woken up by the noise and listened groggily while leaning against her older brother's chest, occasionally letting out a giggle.

Time flew by, and my parents came home from get off work.

"Dad, Mom, my older brother took us to catch grasshoppers!"

Chang Qing ran into the yard and boasted, "We caught a lot of grasshoppers, and then my older brother went to catch frogs too. There were so many, and we killed them all."

Liu Meifen put her arm around Chang Qing's shoulder: "My good daughter helped with the chores, did you feed Xiao Huo Shao?"

"Oh dear, I fed it this morning, but not since... I killed the frog and the crucian carp this afternoon, I've been so busy!" she said, running over to the little fire-baked cat and patting its belly.

"Little rascal, you're not hungry yet, are you? I'll feed you some grass now, be a good boy!"

Hearing such funny words, her parents glared at her, then shook their heads and laughed.

The two entered the main room, sniffed the air, and Chang Dashan leaned closer to the octagonal table to take a look: "It's so different when my son's home; there's always something delicious to eat!"

Liu Meifen pretended to be disgusted: "My son has such a good job, so he shouldn't be stuck around the stove anymore. Let your older sister cook, or wait for your mother to come back and cook. These are things that women should do."

"Mom, it's mainly because you cook such a frugal meal, you don't use any oil at all, I can't eat it!" After getting off the kang (heated brick bed), Chang Kun picked up a few fried grasshoppers and let his parents try them first.

"Any preparations for going to the railway tomorrow?" Chang Dashan nodded repeatedly, his mouth full of the delicious taste of grasshoppers.

"There wasn't much to prepare. The director of the research institute, who is Cheng Min's uncle, sent me directly to the railway section, saying that the section chief was his comrade-in-arms."

Liu Meifen and Chang Dashan said "Oh" in response. With this relationship, at least they wouldn't be ostracized if they went.

These two farmers have only been working for a little over a month, but they already know the importance of relationships.

"Then let's take advantage of this great event and go to the grave to erect a tombstone tomorrow morning," Chang Dashan said.

"Father, is the inscription finished?" Chang Kun was a little surprised. The inscription was carved so quickly, it felt like it hadn't taken more than a few days.

Chang Dashan nodded with a smile: "Of course it will be soon. It was carved by Old Feng from the east end of the village. His son is famous now, so he put all the other families last and carved it for our family first."

"Oh dear, I almost forgot something important! Son, where's my newspaper?" Liu Meifen suddenly remembered that her son was in the newspaper today, when Chang Kun became famous.

"It's on the west kang, Mom. Let's eat first, don't show off." Chang Kun knew that his mother wanted to brag about being in the newspaper again.

"How is this showing off? I'm happy that my son is in the newspaper!" Liu Meifen ran to the west kang, grabbed a newspaper, and pointed to Chang Kun's name for Chang Dashan and Chang Mei to see.

"My son is amazing!"

"My little brother is amazing!"

"Big brother is awesome!"

The family gathered around the newspaper, pointing and talking non-stop, and had no objection to Liu Meifen buying a pile of newspapers to distribute to the villagers.

"Let's eat first. After we eat, Mom will have to distribute the newspapers." Chang Kun chuckled, guessing that the newspapers distributed would eventually be pasted on the walls of each household.

These days, paper is a rare commodity, and not a single bit can be wasted. In rural households, it's already considered very good if there are newspapers pasted on the walls.

As for wiping your bottom with paper? Forget about it. Every household has a few sticks or bamboo strips specifically for wiping your bottom...

So, all you fellow travelers who are thinking about time travel, before you do, make sure you have a firm enough backside!

The family sat around the eight-immortal table. The parents loved to eat fried grasshoppers, the little girls ate stir-fried frogs in silence, and the eldest sister drank crucian carp soup.

Chang Kun's favorite food is radish greens, but the others barely touched them.

These days, if there's meat to eat, anyone who's busy eating vegetables is a complete fool!

After taking a couple of bites of braised donkey meat and pork, Liu Meifen exclaimed, "This tastes even better than the Maode Gongjia restaurant next to the supply and marketing cooperative! Where did Xiao Kun buy it?"

Chang Dashan took a couple of bites of the meat and a sip of wine: "This is what braised meat should taste like! It's perfect with wine. What were we eating before?!"

Speaking of snacks with alcohol, Chang Kun walked to the west kang (heated brick bed), took out a lunchbox from his spatial storage containing ten squid: "Dad, these are even better with alcohol, you should try them."

"Hey, good son!" I opened the lunchbox and glanced at it. I didn't recognize it, but anything my son gave me must be delicious.

He handed one to Liu Meifen, and Chang Dashan took a bite himself, looking completely satisfied.

Liu Meifen also took a small bite, exclaimed "Ouch!" and said, "This is delicious, I'll save it for you guys."

Chang Kun pressed down on his mother's hand: "Mom, you should eat. They already ate lunch."

"Have another one. Kids are all big eaters, they can never get enough." He took out squid from the lunchbox, gave one to each person, and gave the remaining two to Chang Dashan to go with his drinks.

"Thank you, big brother, thank you, big pot..."

The girls ate with beaming smiles, thanking the vendors repeatedly.

Chang Kun: ...

"Your mother shared the food with you, why are you thanking your elder brother?"

The other girls thought about it and realized it was true. They lowered their heads, too embarrassed to look at their mother.

Only Xiuer, licking the squid sauce off her hands, said in a childish voice, "I like the big pot, I like the big pot the most..."