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

Chang Dashan returned to the main room in a depressed mood, and immediately a scream rang out.

"Little Kun, where did this cabbage come from?"

These days, in rural areas, farmers don't get to decide what to plant; they have to follow orders.

If you're not allowed to grow vegetables, then you can't. Some people secretly plant a little bit in front of or behind their houses, and if they're discovered, they'll be severely criticized and denounced.

The Chinese cabbage that Chang Kun brought home was clearly newly grown; it was fresh and crisp, and its tender yellow leaves looked so appetizing.

"Dad, it was a gift from my friend." Anyway, everyone in the family knows how capable I am, so what's wrong with having a few more friends?

"Tsk tsk, your friend is quite something, managing to get his hands on cabbages. These days, you can't see cabbages in the city markets for ages. If you do see one, it's been transported from out of town and looks wilted."

Chang Kun blinked but didn't say anything. In a few days, the radishes and corn in his social media profile will be ripe, and then he'll have to make up an excuse that his friend gave them to him.

Unfortunately, we couldn't find seeds for things like tomatoes, broccoli, and watermelons. They have short growing times, so planting them in the space would make them easier to eat.

"Big brother, how do you eat this cabbage?" Chang Qing was quite happy to eat vegetables occasionally, since he ate meat every day.

"Go, peel and wash it, cut it into strips, add some salt and sugar, and it'll be ready to eat. You can cook tonight's meal."

Upon hearing Chang Kun's instructions, the young girls cheered and rushed to lift the cabbage.

"That's easy, I'll do it!"

"I got it! Watch me!"

Chang Qing, Chang Mu, and Xiao Shui carried the cabbages out of the yard. Seeing that Xiu'er was also following behind, Chang Kun reached out and picked her up.

"Xiuer, have you missed your older brother?"

"Yes, yes, big pot, hurry, I'm going to cook!"

She kicked her legs and strained to move outwards, afraid that her older sisters wouldn't wait for her while they were cooking.

"Don't go, play with your brother for a while." I've been running around all day and I'm a little tired. More importantly, I'm feeling down thinking about the current situation of the veterans and heroes.

Returning home now, listening to the little girls chattering away, makes me feel much more at ease. Indeed, home is a warm harbor.

"No, no, I want to cook!" Seeing that her three older sisters had already started peeling cabbages, Xiu'er kicked her legs frantically.

"Big brother will teach you how to draw with crayons and find you something delicious to eat." Chang Kun tickled Xiu'er's little face with his beard, making her giggle, and then carried her to the east kang (heated brick bed).

"Sister, take the steamed dumplings out of the sack, heat them up in a pot, and we'll each be full if we eat three big steamed dumplings."

"Hey." Chang Mei replied, putting down her watch, and said with a sigh, "Xiao Kun, you've only been working for one day and you've already gotten a watch as a reward. How are you so amazing? You're nothing like the little brother who used to follow me around like that."

The old woman held the baby in her arms, listening with a smile to Chang Mei's praise. She loved hearing others praise her son the most.

Chang Kun chuckled twice: "We were lucky, we found a few thieves as soon as we got there."

Without the system, he would have changed his family's situation after being reborn, but he might not have become this powerful.

"Hey big brother, come look! I drew you!"

Seeing that Chang Kun hadn't gone over to play with her yet, Xiu'er jumped and bounced on the east kang (heated brick bed).

"If you jump again, you'll break the kang (heated brick bed), and your butt will be bruised and battered!" The old woman scolded, and Xiu'er immediately quieted down.

"Come on, big brother, take a look at what Xiuer has drawn." Chang Kun lay down on the kang and glanced at the drawing in the notebook.

Small circles for the face, large circles for the body, and four lines for the arms and legs—a standard stick figure.

"Xiuer, is this a painting of the eldest brother?"

Puffing out her little chest, Chang Xiu nodded proudly: "Big brother, I look just like you, don't I? I've practiced with you several times."

Chang Kun was both amused and exasperated. This stick figure looked just like him?

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a handful of longans from his spatial storage; these were a reward he received for catching a flying dragon in Northeast China.

He peeled one, removed the pit, put it into his spatial storage, buried it in the soil, and stuffed the remaining pulp into Xiuer's mouth.

After taking two bites, Xiuer squinted her eyes and said, "Big brother, this is so delicious."

"Look, isn't it more fun for us to draw and eat delicious food at home than for Xiaoqing and the others to cook outside?"

Xiuer tilted her head, thought for a moment, nodded, raised her index finger, and put it in front of her mouth, "Shh!"

This meant she wanted to enjoy all the longans all to herself. Chang Kun smiled and patted the little girl's head, thinking, "She's such a little devil."

The brother and sister continued to draw while lying down. She was not very good at holding the pen yet. She made a fist with her little hand, wrapped the crayon inside, and only a little bit of it was sticking out.

Chang Kun continued peeling longans and feeding them, and the two of them were enjoying themselves.

"Big pot, look, this is the nest." A moment later, Xiuer handed the notebook to Chang Kun again.

Now a small stick figure is standing on top of the big stick figure, and the small stick figure has two antennas sticking out of its round head.

"Xiuer, what is this?"

"You big idiot! You're the one who's been hiding this!" Xiu'er shook her head, extremely proud of her painting.

"That's what I'm asking about. What are these two wires?" Chang Kun pointed to the two antennas on the stick figure.

"Silly! Those are my two braids!" Xiu'er wrinkled her nose, feeling that her older brother was even dumber than Xiao Mu.

"Hehe, it looks just like it." Chang Kun praised against his will. The little stick figure's round face had two short, thick lines that looked exactly like the antennas of Teletubbies.

Xiuer was delighted to receive her older brother's praise. She wiggled her little bottom and was about to get off the kang (a heated brick bed) to show off to her older sisters, including Xiaoqing.

"Stop showing off, draw your parents, eldest sister, second sister, and third sister first." Chang Kun quickly stopped her.

Chang Qing, Chang Mu, and the other older sisters wouldn't let Xiu'er off the hook. They would definitely laugh at these two silly stick figures, and if they made Xiu'er cry, they would have to coax her for ages.

"Also, if you go out, Xiaoqing and the others will share their longans with you again."

Protecting her own food was more important. Xiu'er cupped the few remaining longans on the kang (a heated brick bed) with her two little hands, her eyes wide: "They're all mine!"

"Alright, alright, it's all yours. Hurry up and draw it, I'll peel the longan for you."

"Hehe, the big pot is the best." Xiu'er leaned close to Chang Kun's face and gave him a kiss before lying down to continue drawing, completely satisfied.

Half an hour later, I heard my mother yelling and cursing in the main room.

"Who told you to touch the sugar jar?!"

"My older brother ordered it, saying he wanted to add sugar!" With his older brother's endorsement, Chang Qing spoke with much more confidence.

"You dare to raise your voice? You've gotten too bold! I bet you haven't been disciplined in three days..." Her authority was challenged, so the old woman handed the baby back to Chang Mei and prepared to use family discipline.

Hearing this from the east kang (heated brick bed), Chang Kun quickly spoke up: "Mom, that cabbage salad doesn't taste good without sugar."

If you don't say something soon, Xiao Qing's bottom is going to get a spanking.

Seeing that his mother remained silent, Chang Qing became even more arrogant.

"Xiao Mu, when we talk, Mother scolds us, but she only listens to Big Brother. Big Brother is the real blood; we were definitely dug out of the ground!"

"You brat, you're itching for a beating, aren't you? You won't be happy unless you get a spanking!"

"Don't run away!"

A chaotic scene ensued...