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

After the meal, villagers gradually came to the courtyard to listen to the radio.

"Aunt Zhang, Aunt Liu..."

Chang Qing disguised herself as a newspaper-selling girl, sweetly calling out to people as she distributed the newspapers.

"This is my older brother's name, look..."

The purpose wasn't to distribute the newspapers, but to show off that her older brother was in the newspaper. She didn't forget her mother's instructions and pointed out Chang Kun's name in the newspaper to her aunts and uncles.

"Wow, Xiao Kun has really made something of himself! He's on the radio and in the newspaper!"

"Old Liu really has a good son!"

Hearing the villagers' compliments, Liu Meifen smiled broadly and waved her hand, saying, "It's nothing. Xiao Kun has changed jobs now and gone to work for the railway. You can ask him for train tickets in the future."

Villagers: ...

What is Liu Meifen talking about? They are all native farmers, who would take a train to travel far away for no reason!

Everyone looked on with envy. They heard that the Chang family was moving to the city in a few days and that the whole family would be eating government-supplied food. They were so lucky!

Look how impressive it is now! Every household in the village has a newspaper; nobody knows how much it cost!

Liu Meifen used to be just like them, going out of the village every day to dig for wild vegetables, barely enough to keep her family from starving. But now... it's incomparable!

It's all because she had a good son!

Why doesn't my own son have this ability? Even if he had half the ability, it would be good enough to feed the family!

Listening to the commotion outside the window, Chang Kun shook his head and chuckled. His mother's habit of showing off was something she probably wouldn't be able to break in her lifetime.

Fortunately, her system was powerful, giving her something to show off, so she didn't have to live a life of frustration like she did in her previous life...

Thinking of this, he opened the system to check.

[Ding! 100/100 grasshoppers caught, reward: 10 jin of silkworm pupae.]

[The current host can sense prey weighing less than 1240 jin (approximately 860 kg) within a range of 3150 meters.]

[Ding! 50/50 frogs captured, reward: 10 jin of dry-fried bullfrog.]

[The current host can sense prey weighing less than 1260 jin (approximately 860 kg) within a range of 3200 meters.]

Two more delicious foods appeared in the space. Recalling the burst of flavor when you bite into a silkworm pupa, Chang Kun swallowed hard. He thought he should take them out and deep-fry them sometime; they were just too delicious.

The courtyard was noisy and bustling until after 11 o'clock. Some villagers who didn't usually come here came to get their newspapers when they heard that the Chang family was distributing them.

Their enthusiasm was even more exaggerated than that of the elderly people who collect eggs in later generations.

After the event, Liu Meifen quietly went to the west kang (a heated brick bed) and saw her son sleeping soundly. She grinned, feeling like she was in a dream.

Early the next morning.

"Big pot, get up!" Xiu'er climbed onto the west kang and straddled Chang Kun to set up the frame.

Chang Kun looked up at the window; it was just getting light, which was way too early.

"Get up quickly, Dad said to go see Grandpa and Grandma." Seeing that her older brother had closed his eyes again and wanted to continue sleeping, she put her little hand into Chang Kun's armpit and tickled him.

Chang Kun yawned, stretched, and sat up. His father had said last night that they would go to erect a monument this morning, so he couldn't afford to be late.

The family quickly ate breakfast, took out clothes they usually wouldn't wear, and dressed themselves neatly.

My mother carried a basket with pork, donkey meat, and a few steamed buns in it, while my father carried a shovel in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other.

When they arrived at the ancestral graves, Old Feng from the village was already waiting there, with the stone tablet placed to the side.

"Old Chang's here? This is Xiao Kun, haven't seen him in a while, he looks much better now," Old Feng greeted him.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the group arrived at the grandparents' graves. Old Feng pointed to a spot directly in front of them: "I've chosen a good spot. The tombstone will be erected right here; it's the best location."

Chang Dashan nodded without objecting and picked up a shovel to start digging.

These days, you can't just erect a monument in a big way; if someone reports it, it can be very troublesome.

Chang Kun led the little girls to clear away the stones and weeds around them. Xiu'er looked left and right but couldn't find her grandparents. She leaned close to Chang Kun's ear and asked, "Big brother, where are grandpa and grandma?"

"They're up in the sky, watching us."

"Oh, Grandpa and Grandma can fly! I want to go up to the sky too!"

Chang Kun: ...

Chang Qing's snickering came from behind. The girl didn't care that she was in front of her grandparents' graves, and she got a glare from her older brother.

After digging the pit, Chang Kun and his father moved the stone tablet and slowly placed it into the pit, while his mother and eldest sister held the tablet steady.

The father and son used shovels to fill the pit with lime mixed with soil that Old Feng had prepared, so that the stone tablet would not tilt.

After the tombstone was erected, Liu Meifen stepped forward and laid out meat, steamed buns, and wine. The family stood in front of the grave and bowed in respect.

Chang Dashan kept talking about the big things that had happened in his family recently: they no longer had to worry about food and drink, they had jobs, and they had housing in the city. He kept asking his parents to bless the whole family.

The tombstone erection was finished before eight o'clock. My mother packed the precious items back into the basket, and my father sprinkled some wine in front of the grave before saying goodbye to the old man.

My parents' eyes were slightly moist. They felt very regretful that they hadn't lived to see such a good life and hadn't enjoyed the blessings of life.

Chang Kun and Chang Mei also felt a little depressed. They still remembered their grandparents' voices and smiles, and the old folks would often appear in their childhood stories.

The little girls didn't seem to understand anything; they just skipped and hopped home with the adults, completely unaware of why they were at the gravesite.

They chattered on the way, discussing which kind of grass their little fire-burning dog liked to eat, and casually cut a few handfuls to take back for it to eat.

After returning home, Chang Kun rushed to the research institute by bicycle without stopping, as Fang Qingsheng was taking him to the railway section for a report that day.

"Xiao Kun, you've finally arrived." Fang Qingsheng was already waiting at the entrance when we arrived at the research institute. "Come on, I'll take you around to familiarize yourself with the place."

After cycling for more than ten minutes, they arrived at the railway section, where Fang Qingsheng took Chang Kun directly to the section chief's office.

Without even knocking, Fang Qingsheng shouted twice from afar, "Old Zhang, Old Zhang! I'm here!"

He walked up to the office door, and without knocking, he pushed the door open and went in.

"Haha, Lao Zhang, I'm here!"

In the office, a man who looked like a leader stood up abruptly, a smile on his face: "You, Lao Fang, coming here to cause trouble? You're not leaving today, I'm going to get you completely drunk!"

So engrossed in their laughter and arm-in-arms, the two of them completely forgot about Chang Kun.

Looking out from the office door, Chang Kun surveyed the compound, thinking to himself, "This is where I'll be working now."

Fang Qingsheng talked with his old comrade-in-arms for a long time before turning around and pulling Chang Kun over: "Old Zhang, let me introduce you. This is my nephew-in-law, Chang Kun. He has been transferred here."

There's no need to say anything like "take good care of him"; personally escorting Chang Kun to his new post already shows their attitude.

"Chang Kun, this is Section Chief Zhang Qingfeng. You can call him Uncle Zhang."

Chang Kun nodded and greeted him, "Hello, Section Chief Zhang."

When Zhang Qingfeng greeted Fang Qingsheng, he grinned broadly, looking like an ordinary middle-aged man.

But at this moment, he smiled and looked Chang Kun up and down without saying a word for a long time. It was a death stare from an old policeman, which made Chang Kun feel uneasy.

Even if it was someone sent by an old comrade-in-arms, he still had to check Chang Kun's character.

If someone lacks strong mental fortitude, their legs would probably go weak with fear in the face of the old policeman's piercing gaze.

The things ordinary people fear most are: an experienced traditional Chinese medicine doctor flipping through books looking for case studies, a wife saying "I'm sorry today," a teacher standing behind them smiling, and a wife going out in stockings in the middle of the night...

Fortunately, Chang Kun was no ordinary person; he simply stood calmly, letting Section Chief Zhang scan him back and forth.