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

I watched from afar as the person entered a dilapidated house.

Outside the house, some tree branches were planted in the open space to form a fence, enclosing a small courtyard.

The houses in the courtyard were built of adobe bricks, and the yellow soil had faded to a white hue, clearly showing signs of weathering many storms.

The thatched roof was uneven, and the whole house looked dilapidated.

As Chang Kun approached the house, he could hear bursts of coughing coming from inside.

Then came an old woman's voice: "Cough cough... Heiwa, don't go again. You were lucky this time, but you might not be so lucky next time."

"Mother, don't worry, I'm fine," a man's hoarse voice said.

After a moment of silence, the old woman continued, "These old bones of mine are just like this. I'm afraid of being a burden to you; I won't be able to close my eyes in peace when I die!"

"What are you saying, Mother? The doctor has seen you. You're just hungry because you haven't had anything to eat. You'll feel better if you eat more."

"But taking public corn like this isn't a sustainable solution!"

"Keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear..." The man paused, then said angrily, "Why can't we eat the grain we grew ourselves? The commune has taken all our harvest these past two years, how are we supposed to survive!"

"Sigh...!" The old lady sighed and said nothing more.

Chang Kun paused outside the door for a long time, thought for a moment, and then knocked on the door.

The thumping sound startled the mother and son inside. The old woman hurriedly stood in front of her son and whispered, "Heiwa, I'm holding them off, you run!"

Since few people usually come to her house, she thought someone had come to take her son away.

"Mother, don't worry, no one saw me. Maybe someone in the village is in trouble." The man wasn't too sure either, but he wanted to comfort his mother first. How could he possibly abandon his mother and run away alone?

'Knock knock knock'.

Seeing that the door was still not open, Chang Kun continued to knock.

The man clenched his fist and suddenly flung the door open.

"You are...?" He looked at Chang Kun in front of him with some doubt. He didn't recognize the person in front of him and he wasn't from the village.

Just now in the cornfield, the two brushed past each other, and he didn't get a clear look at Chang Kun's face.

Chang Kun smiled slightly and said softly, "You were the one who ran out to the east in the cornfield just now, weren't you?"

These words were like a thunderbolt to the man's ears.

"You! You...!"

Staring intently at Chang Kun, he took a step back, blocking his mother's path: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, I just came to take a look. Otherwise, I wouldn't have let you off the hook earlier."

"You're the one who was talking in the cornfield just now?" The man suddenly realized, his one eye scanning Chang Kun up and down.

"You're not from the village, are you a militia member from the commune? Thank you for earlier."

Chang Kun waved his hand: "Don't worry about who I am. You've been stealing corn for so many days without getting caught by the militia. You're quite capable."

The man paused for a moment, helped his mother into the house, comforted her a couple of times, and then went outside.

"What exactly do you want?"

Chang Kun didn't answer, but continued to press, "You're wearing a military uniform, were you in the army before?"

The man shrank back, looking embarrassed, as if he felt he had brought shame to his military uniform.

"Sigh! I used to fight the Japanese, I was a scout." After a moment of silence, he finally spoke. He had the other man's leverage over the corn theft, so he couldn't refuse to answer.

He really was a veteran, and one who had fought against the Japanese. Chang Kun felt a deep respect for him.

He was a scout, no wonder the militia couldn't catch him for so many days.

"Was that eye of yours also from a battle injury?"

The veteran nodded: "It was from shrapnel. I'm lucky; I traded one eye for the lives of three Japanese soldiers!"

Speaking of this, he straightened his back and recalled those war-torn years with considerable pride.

Chang Kun sighed inwardly. What had become of this world? A veteran like him had been reduced to stealing corn just to support his elderly mother.

"What's wrong with my aunt? Is she sick?" He gestured to the old lady who was peeking out of the house.

"I saw a doctor, who said it was malnutrition, or as we say, it's from being hungry. He told me to eat more grains and less wild vegetables and tree leaves, and that would help me recover."

Chang Kun squinted at the old lady and saw that she did look a bit swollen; she seemed a little puffy.

"Then... you'd better be careful when you go to get corn in the future. What will your old mother do if something happens?"

Veteran: Uh...

This person not only didn't report him, but also let him continue stealing corn?

"It's nothing, I'm leaving." Chang Kun ignored his reaction, went out, got on his bicycle, and left.

Walking to a secluded corner, he took out a donkey leg and a pig leg from his storage space, both of which were already braised. He also took out ten large steamed dumplings, and pulled up five cabbages that had grown to half-grown size, putting them all into a burlap sack.

After thinking for a moment, he took out another Angong Niuhuang Wan and placed it on top of the burlap sack.

The hero who fought the Japanese should not be in such a sorry state, and his mother should not starve to death.

Since he had plenty of meat and money, Chang Kun felt very happy doing whatever he wanted.

Returning to the veterans' courtyard, I placed the sack at the door and knocked a few times to remind them.

Without waiting for the veteran to go out and check, Chang Kun got on his bike and rode straight into the city.

"Who was it this time?" The old lady inside the house was terrified when she heard her son say that he had encountered someone while stealing corn. She repeatedly warned her son not to steal anymore, because it would be terrible if something happened.

The veteran peered through the crack in the door and saw only Chang Kun's departing figure.

"Mother, it's alright. It's still the same person. He won't report me."

Upon opening the door, the mother and daughter were stunned to see the burlap sack placed at the entrance.

"What is this, Blackie?"

"I don't know either, let's open it and see." The mother and daughter opened the sack directly at the door.

"My goodness!"

The veteran had barely uttered the shout when he quickly covered his mouth.

"Oh dear!"

The old woman stared wide-eyed at the contents of the sack, her hands trembling as she reached for the cabbage and donkey meat.

The veteran, with his extensive experience, took a deep breath, ran to the gate fence, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and then closed the fence.

He returned to the doorway, hugged the sack, and went back inside. Smelling the aroma of braised meat inside, tears streamed down his face.

Chang Kun just left his home, so who else could have given him these things?

I've met a good person!

He gently placed the sack down, knelt down, and kowtowed three times in the direction Chang Kun had left.

"Heiwa... did that kind person give you this?" The old woman's voice trembled.

The old soldier wiped away his tears: "Mother, we have something to eat now, we don't need to steal corn anymore."

"Oh, kind person, may God bless him with many children and grandchildren, and may he live a long and healthy life..." the old lady muttered, her mouth bulging.

The veteran reopened the sack and took out the items one by one, while the old lady stood beside him, extremely excited.

"Meat, so much meat... and cabbage too! Oh my, are these giant dumplings?"

"I haven't eaten dumplings in decades. The last time I had them was when I was a daughter, at your grandparents' house..."

"What is this?" After taking everything out of the sack, there was only one pill left.

The veteran held the Angong Niuhuang Wan in his hands, brought it to his nose to smell it, and tears welled up in his eyes again.

"Mother, this must be a life-saving medicine. I'll ask the doctor about it later."

"My benefactor, I don't even know your name!"