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

Chang Kun handed Xiao Bao to his mother and took the pants.

The standard Zhongshan suit style, after a quick comparison, the length is just right.

"You know, Xiaomin is so young but she's really skillful. Look at the seams of these pants, the stitching—even an experienced craftsman couldn't do this well."

Liu Meifen reached out and touched the seam of the trousers, praising them profusely.

Chang Qing had finished skinning the squirrel, washed his hands, and came over with a look of admiration: "Indeed, I didn't expect Xiao Min, who looks so delicate, to be so good at needlework."

"We used to have a shortage of fabric, otherwise you two would have had more practice, and you wouldn't have done badly either." Seeing his daughter-in-law's excellent skills, Chang Dashan grinned.

"Good to know. If it weren't for our son, how could our family afford fabric now?" Liu Meifen glared at Chang Dashan, who had suffered so much with the old man before.

"Just now, Xiaomin delivered some pants to the supply and marketing cooperative, saying she would bring them back for Xiaokun to try on. You didn't see those people at the supply and marketing cooperative. When they saw the workmanship of these pants, they all said that even a master craftsman couldn't compare."

When Cheng Min was mentioned, Liu Meifen's face lit up with joy. She was very satisfied with this daughter-in-law. She was beautiful, had a good job, and came from a good family. It was just a pity that she had lost her mother at a young age, which was a bit pitiful.

"Mom, Cheng Min went to the supply and marketing cooperative just to deliver pants?" Chang Kun hadn't even bought the fabric from Ruifuxiang a few days ago, and he hadn't expected Cheng Min to be able to make pants so quickly in her spare time.

"Oh dear, look at my memory!" Liu Meifen slapped her forehead. "Getting old just makes my memory so bad!"

"Xiaomin said a girl came to the research institute to see you. Xiaokun, what's going on? Where did you meet girls that are coming to your door? And your Uncle Cheng even saw them?"

"We can't be like before, staring at every girl we see. We barely managed to get rid of that Qin family last time, and we even lost eight yuan in betrothal gifts!"

Chang Kun felt awkward. Why bring up the past again? Wasn't that just because he was immature in his previous life...?

Liu Meifen scolded her son, afraid that he would think of other things and do something reckless again.

Although Cheng Min only mentioned Li Xiaxia casually, saying that a girl had come to Chang Kun to ask him to collect his manuscript fee, there was a hint of jealousy in her words. As a woman, Liu Meifen understood this a little.

How could she let her new daughter-in-law suffer any injustice before she even got home? So, as soon as she returned, she started scolding her son.

"What girl, what young lady? I don't recognize any of them. All I know is that Xiaomin is a good girl, do you hear me!"

If her son hadn't become much more sensible lately, Liu Meifen would have wanted to grab his ear and pull it.

Chang Kun: This...

There was nothing between him and Li Xiaxia to begin with. Cheng Min, being so jealous, went to her mother to complain and seek justice.

"Alright, alright, Mom, there's nothing between me and other people, so don't talk nonsense. I'm going back to my room to try on my pants."

Not wanting to say anything more to his mother, Chang Kun turned and left.

Shaking his head as he walked, he thought Cheng Min was good in every way, except that she was always so jealous.

"Hey, I haven't finished yet. Xiaomin said you should go to the literary newspaper to collect your payment when you have time."

"Okay, okay." Chang Kun waved his hand without turning around and returned to the west kang.

Chang Kun changed into the pants made by Cheng Min. The fabric from Ruifuxiang was indeed very comfortable, and Cheng Min's craftsmanship was also excellent. The cut made Chang Kun look much taller.

only……

Chang Kun glanced down at his crotch; Cheng Min had underestimated his assets, and he was a little short of groin…

Only after marriage, when she measures the pants herself, can the exact crotch size be determined.

"How is it? Do the pants fit?" Seeing Chang Kun change back into his original pants, Liu Meifen rolled her eyes at him. She wanted to see how the pants her daughter-in-law made would look on her.

"Uh..." Chang Kun hesitated for a moment before speaking, "There's a little bit that needs adjusting, I'll tell her about it myself later."

I feel a little embarrassed to tell my mother that my pants are stuck in my crotch.

"That's fine too, it'll be good for you two to talk more."

"Mom, don't we have any new clothes?" The little girls looked longingly at the pants in Chang Kun's hand.

"You want everything! After you're full, you want to play; after you've played enough, you want to wear clothes! Are you all a bunch of emperors?! You're all asking for a beating!"

The little girls shrank back and hid to the side, and Chang Kun couldn't bear to see them like that.

My mother was upset because Cheng Min said a girl was looking for her, and she couldn't bear to vent her anger on me, so my younger sisters suffered an undeserved misfortune.

"Mom, doesn't the supply and marketing cooperative buy a lot of fabric? Pick some good ones and make them new clothes."

"You spoil them so much. Look at other families, they can't even get enough to eat, and they don't even have enough tattered clothes to go around. And these girls want new clothes?"

Seeing that Chang Kun was still speaking up for them, Liu Meifen glared at the brother and sister fiercely.

"We're moving soon, and in a few days Cheng Min and I... we can't let our younger sisters be dressed in rags." Chang Kun continued to persuade her. His mother had been frugal her whole life, and he had to come up with a good reason to get her to spend some money. It was really too difficult.

Liu Meifen's eyes lit up. That's right, good things are happening one after another in the family. There's a job, a move to the city, a new house to move to, and her son is getting married.

When the Cheng family got married, they had relatives and friends. If they saw that their family was dressed in rags, they would lose face.

At that time, every household was struggling, and people wore clothes patched upon patched. However, when it came to weddings, people still tried their best to dress properly, and if they had new clothes, they would definitely wear them.

We're not short of money these days! Making each of them a new set of clothes is an option!

Thinking of this, Liu Meifen smiled and patted Chang Kun on the shoulder: "Our son is so thoughtful. I'll buy more substandard fabric from the supply and marketing cooperative later, so everyone can have new clothes."

Upon hearing this, the little girls immediately jumped up and cheered.

"Oh, I have new clothes!"

"Thank you, brother!"

"Big brother is the best!"

They all crowded around Chang Kun, shaking his arm and acting coquettishly.

Enraged, Liu Meifen gritted her teeth and said, "I went to all that trouble to make you new clothes, and you're going to thank my older brother?"

Seeing that things were not going well, the little girls ran to their mother's side again.

"Thank you, Mother. I'm doing well too."

"Go back to your meals, I don't need your thanks!" Liu Meifen ignored them and walked into the main room without looking back.

"Mom, you and Dad eat first. I'll take the others outside to roast some ash-covered squirrels." After telling his mother this, Chang Kun reached out and picked up a string of skinned squirrels.

The little girls cheered so loudly they almost lifted the roof off.

Chang Dashan, smoking his pipe, shook his head: "No wonder they're so close to Xiao Kun. Look how spoiled they are; they won't even eat when there's food."

Chang Mei laughed as well. She had never seen a brother who doted on his younger sister like this. Other brothers were considered lucky if they didn't take food from their little ones.

He instructed the maids to collect withered branches and leaves everywhere. Chang Kun squatted under a big tree outside the courtyard and sprinkled some Thirteen Spices seasoning on the squirrel meat. With these seasonings, the grilled meat would taste even better.

Light the branches, place the squirrel meat on the branch rack, and as the fat drips from the meat, the aroma gradually wafts around.

Several little girls squatted by the fire, staring longingly at the squirrel-roasted meat, their mouths watering, wishing they could eat it right away.

Several children from nearby households ran over, drawn by the aroma, and sniffed the fragrance intently.

"You're not allowed to smell this, it's my house!"

A little baby's drool dripped onto Chang Qing's head, and she realized that someone was secretly smelling her roasted squirrel.

Pulling Chang Mu, Xiao Shui, and Xiu'er up, the four girls formed a human wall, preventing other children from getting close to smell the aroma...