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

It took Yang Shunong a long time to come to his senses.

"Xiao Kun, where did you play this?"

"Uncle Yang, don't worry about where it was caught, just focus on eating the meat."

Chang Kun recounted his previous encounter with the veteran and shared his thoughts.

Yang Shunong was also a retired veteran. He had long been dissatisfied with some situations, but he dared not speak out.

"Xiao Kun, you're really great! My in-laws have raised a wonderful son!" He was a little excited and patted Chang Kun's shoulder repeatedly.

Having served in the military, Chang Kun's grip was strong. Feeling the stinging pain in his shoulder, Chang Kun calmly avoided Yang Shunong's large hand.

"Uncle Yang, let's hurry up and move it, it'll be dark soon."

"Okay, let's move the pig to the commune first. Everyone there is a retired soldier. We'll slaughter the pig and divide the meat there." With that, Yang Shunong grabbed a pig's leg and dragged it onto the cart.

"Hey, Kun, wait a minute... let me think."

He paused and stroked his chin: "You... you met some veterans this morning and thought they were having a hard time?"

"Clap!" He clapped his hands. "I got it!"

"Did you let the thief go in the cornfield this morning? I said I searched the whole cornfield but couldn't find the corn thief."

Chang Kunqian chuckled, "What are you talking about, Uncle Yang? I didn't see anything in the cornfield."

Yang Shunong pointed at Chang Kun: "You little brat, still pretending with me... Corn has been disappearing for days, and the commune's security team, with a dozen or so men, couldn't catch anyone. I guessed it was that one-eyed Rong kid, and it turns out it really was!"

"Uncle Yang, who is One-Eyed Rong?"

"Hmph, didn't you see him this morning? The one who's missing an eye. He was a scout when he was in the army. No wonder the militia in the commune can't catch anyone."

"Uncle Yang, I didn't see anyone. Don't make wild guesses."

"I heard in the village that the one-eyed Rong was asking around today about who had hunted a donkey. I immediately felt something was off. You brought donkey meat to my house a while ago, and now the one-eyed Rong is asking about donkeys again."

"It must have been you who gave him some donkey meat because you saw how poor his family was. Actually, I had already guessed that he was the one who stole the corn, but we were both soldiers, and he was doing it for his mother, so I was too lazy to go and catch him."

Seeing that Yang Shunong looked like he had seen through everything, Chang Kun pretended not to understand anything.

"Xiao Kun, I know you mean well, but you should do less of this kind of thing in the future. You can't understand people's hearts. Maybe you'll help someone and they'll turn around and harm you." Yang Shunong warned Chang Kun. He had seen too many things like this.

"Oh, I know, Grandpa Yang. That's why I hunted the wild boar and thought I'd ask you to go and share some meat with the veterans."

Chang Kun agreed, knowing all too well how unpredictable people's hearts could be.

People are generally better these days; there are fewer instances of repaying kindness with enmity.

In a few years, after the storm has passed, you'll see that, not to mention ingratitude, even among siblings, parents, and grandparents, there are countless instances of people secretly reporting each other and turning against each other.

In later generations, the examples are countless, the most famous being, "Why should you help someone who didn't hit you?"

Seeing that Chang Kun humbly accepted the advice, unlike most young people who act like they're above everyone else, Yang Shunong nodded with satisfaction.

He was afraid that Chang Kun, relying on his hunting skills, wouldn't take the old man's words to heart. After all, the human heart can be more terrifying than the tigers and wolves in the mountains.

"Uncle Yang, let's move quickly. You can take this little wild boar back to your own home to eat. There are also some pheasants and rabbits in the sack."

"You silly child... why did you bring so much stuff again? We have plenty of food at home, give it all to the veterans."

"Let's stop arguing, Uncle Yang. It'll be really dark soon. I can hunt and share the meat with the veterans, and I can't let my own relatives go hungry. If all else fails, we can share the little wild boar with the commune militia as payment for slaughtering the pig."

"Haha, this pay is too much! Who gives meat? These days, you're lucky if you can earn enough cornmeal to eat!" Yang Shunong stopped insisting, as it would really be dark soon.

It took two trips to finally get the wild boar away.

Before leaving, he patted Chang Kun on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Kun, your brother-in-law will be back in a couple of days. Come over when you have time, and I'll have your aunt make you some pancakes. She's pretty good at making pancakes."

It's too late today, and I'm busy dealing with wild boar, so I don't have time to greet Chang Kun.

"Okay, Uncle Yang, I'll be going now. After the housewarming party is over in a couple of days, I'll bring my older sister and Xiao Bao back."

Yang Shunong smiled and agreed. His wife talked about Xiaobao every day at home, and he was tired of it.

By the time I rode my bike home, it was already getting dark.

The little girls were strolling around outside the courtyard, leading their little firecrackers.

"Big brother, big brother, the pot..."

When Chang Kun returned, the four maids rushed over.

"What are you doing?" After a busy day, it feels so good to see my sisters so lively.

"Big brother, we're teaching Little Firebrush to walk. Mom says it'll be pulling a millstone when it grows up."

"Brother, what is 'pulling a millstone'?"

"Mother said we should also cover Xiao Huoshao's eyes. Why is that?"

When my older brother returned home, they were overjoyed and surrounded him, asking him all sorts of questions.

"Alright, alright, take your time. Let's eat first, and see what goodies I brought back."

Chang Qing and Chang Mu were busy helping Chang Kun push the cart.

Xiao Shuixiu helped Chang Kun carry the sack.

The four maids chattered amongst themselves as they walked into the courtyard.

"I love it when my older brother comes home."

"There's always something delicious to eat."

"There are other fun things too, but the eldest brother is the best."

"Uh-huh!"

They just kept walking inside, leaving the small fire-baked buns behind.

Looking at Xiao Huoshao with a black cloth covering her head, Chang Kun smiled. These little sisters have forgotten about the little donkey as soon as they have food.

After we move to the city, we'll have to go outside the city to cut grass for our little fire-roasted chicken, which will be a bit of a hassle.

If we foster it at my uncle's house, Xiao Shui will be overjoyed, while Chang Qing and Chang Mu will probably cry their eyes out.

"Xiao Kun's back? You've been quite busy today!" Hearing the commotion in the yard, Chang Dashan came out and gave his son a deep look.

Chang Kunqian chuckled, "Father, I'm just busy doing nothing."

The old man probably guessed that it was Cheng Jie who had brought the wild boar back.

It's a lie to say I didn't feel bad about giving away two big wild boars for nothing.

But when he heard the police officers praising the man who delivered the pork, he felt a little proud and really wanted to stand up straight and tell everyone that it was his son!

"Okay, it's good to be busy." Chang Dashan whispered in his son's ear, "I didn't tell your mother."

"Hehe, what are you saying, Dad? I don't understand... I got a package of good tea today. I heard it's some kind of special supply. I wonder what it tastes like."

Chang Kun took out the special tea bag given to him by Director Song from his pocket and weighed it in his hand.

Since Dad guessed it, we can only bribe him with something to keep his mouth shut.

"Special supply tea? Don't spill it, give it to me!" Chang Dashan snatched it away, brought the tea bag close to his nose and smelled it; it was indeed fragrant.

At this moment, Liu Meifen rushed out of the house: "Xiao Kun, where did you get the cabbage and the big steamed dumplings?"

"Oh my, is this tea from Director Song? Quickly put it away, it's a waste to give it to your father!"

Chang Dashan: ...

My tea leaves are gone?