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

After laughing and joking around for a while, the monkey finally took four radishes and gave five to Lei Guohong, which was considered a way of giving his master face.

The two of them gave Chang Kun four yuan each, but he only accepted two yuan as a token. Planting in the space only requires a few seeds, and it's a risk-free and highly profitable business.

If it weren't for the fact that these two people would feel too embarrassed to accept money and wouldn't accept anything next time, he wouldn't want to accept money at all.

"Junior brother, next time you have something good, remember to ask your brother Monkey for some. I can tell you don't care about taking these nine radishes at all, you're not short of vegetables at all." Hou Jun said, then remembered that Chang Kun had just sold a wild boar to Duan Li yesterday.

"You're a good hunter, so you'll never lack meat. Damn, junior brother, you really have a girlfriend? I have a cousin who's really pretty, do you want to meet her...?"

His words were tinged with sarcasm. Although he worked in the railway police department, which most people would envy as a high-ranking official, everyone has their own difficulties.

He is the only one in his family who works; his wife doesn't work, and they have to raise a young daughter. They lack food, meat, and vegetables, just like any other ordinary family.

After hiding the radish, the three of them strolled around the platform twice. Today was pretty good; there were no thieves, no hooligans, and no human traffickers.

These criminals were aware that Beijing was cracking down hard during the National Day holiday, so they all avoided the limelight.

Around noon, Chang Kun mentioned that he would have to take the afternoon off again the next day.

This afternoon I need to prepare the ingredients for tomorrow's housewarming party. Moving tomorrow and hosting the party will probably keep me busy all day.

I went to the section chief's office and spoke to him. Section chief Zhang Qingfeng was very easy to talk to. He smiled and asked if a day and a half was enough, and if not, he could let me stay for a few more days.

Given Chang Kun's hunting skills, a few more days of vacation might just allow him to contribute another big wild boar to the section.

Chang Kun waved his hand, saying that he had only been working for less than a week and was already on vacation for four or five days. He felt embarrassed to be working like this.

Moreover, the police station is even busier during the National Day holiday. If I take an extra day off, others will have to cover for me, and over time, this will inevitably lead to complaints.

After taking leave, Chang Kun left the Public Security Bureau and went directly to the deep mountains outside the city, where he found a sheltered place.

Using the available space, we gutted and cleaned the wild boar we caught the day before yesterday. After processing the small wild boar, which weighed fifty or sixty pounds, we only had twenty pounds of meat left.

Light a fire, find some large tree branches to make a barbecue grill, place the wild boar on the fire, and slowly roast it.

It takes several hours to roast a wild boar. In the meantime, I took out a roe deer from my spatial storage. I had hunted it in Northeast China and had kept it there without finishing it.

Cut the roe deer meat into small pieces, skewer them on tree branches, and grill them for less than five minutes until the aroma fills the air. Sprinkle with thirteen-spice seasoning, grill for a few more minutes, and take a bite—your mouth is filled with the rich, oily flavor.

He took out two lamb kidneys, ate a bite of meat, drank a sip of black snake wine, and pulled out a comic book from his spatial storage, which felt like watching a football game while eating skewers in later times.

After waiting for two or three hours, the suckling pig was finally roasted and seasoned. Chang Kun took a bite and felt that the taste was just so-so, far less delicious than roe deer meat.

It's probably because my cooking skills aren't very good, and the system didn't reward me with a cooking skill. I really have to give it a bad review!

Lost in a jumble of thoughts, Chang Kun roasted several more handfuls of roe deer meat and stored them, along with a roasted suckling pig, into his spatial storage.

After putting out the fire, I rode my bike straight to the supply and marketing cooperative. I had already told my mother to leave work early today so she could go home and get ready.

When I entered the supply and marketing cooperative, my mother was just packing up the clothes she was holding.

"Mom, you're quick! The clothes for my little sister are already finished?"

"Your sister Wang helped out today. She worked for most of the day and finally finished making clothes for those little ones." Liu Meifen said with a happy expression, gesturing to the clothes.

Despite her usual frugality, she made new clothes for the girls and thinks she looks quite pretty herself.

Her daughters had never worn any decent clothes since they were little, which made her feel bad. Now that the family's financial situation has improved, she is truly grateful that she gave birth to a good son.

Thinking of this, Liu Meifen smiled and glanced at her son: "Xiao Kun, have you discussed it with Xiao Min and the other two, right?"

Chang Kun nodded: "I said several days ago that Cheng Min will take the day off tomorrow and go to the courtyard to help out first thing in the morning."

"With so many people in the family, how can we let her take time off to help?" Although she said this, Liu Meifen's mouth was stretched to the back of her head. She was about to become a mother-in-law, and her daughter-in-law was so considerate. She was very happy.

After helping his mother get ready, Chang Kun said goodbye to Wang Cuiqin: "Sister Wang, I'm leaving now. Just come over at lunchtime tomorrow. My mother won't be at the supply and marketing cooperative tomorrow. Thank you for your hard work."

"Hehe, why does Xiao Kun seem to have gotten so talkative lately? Is he moving house? Good news always makes people happy!"

Liu Meifen nodded, feeling that her son was a little different today, and his words made her feel at ease.

Chang Kun: ...You just acquired the skill of eloquent speech yesterday, and it's already showing up so quickly.

After driving his mother to the police station, Chang Kun called his father to come home. He also had a camera in his bag, planning to take a family photo in front of the old house as a keepsake.

In his previous life, not only did his family not have a group photo, but his parents didn't even have individual photos. As a result, decades later, Chang Kun's image of his parents had become blurry.

Moreover, as time went by, the old house was renovated and altered, becoming unrecognizable from what it looked like when Chang Kun was a child, which he always regretted.

On the way, Liu Meifen was happy thinking about moving tomorrow, and she made conversation to praise her son: "Xiao Kun, you ride your bike more steadily than your dad. You can do anything."

Chang Dashan was riding his bike alongside Chang Kun when he heard this. He glared at his wife angrily, pedaled hard a few times, and ignored her.

She never complained about her riding skills, but when asked to ride with her, she complained that she was too heavy.

Now that they have a son, they start finding fault with themselves.

Liu Meifen chuckled a few times: "Son, have you invited all the guests for tomorrow? Don't forget anyone."

"Yes, don't worry, Mom. Everything has been arranged. You can treat all the neighbors back home to a meal later. It would be too much of a hassle for them to go to the city; it would take up too much of their time and energy."

"That's what I was thinking. Let's talk about it in a few days. Have you prepared all the dishes?"

A couple of days ago, my son said that he wouldn't have to worry about cooking when we moved, hosting a housewarming party, and he was so happy about that.

She had never hosted such a banquet before and didn't know how to handle it.

But with the banquet tomorrow, she was a little worried. What if her son wasn't prepared? That would be embarrassing for him.

"Don't worry, Mom, it's almost done. Go back and kill the big white goose, and we can just cook a couple of dishes tomorrow."

"Huh? Just two or three dishes? Xiao Kun, didn't you gather a lot of things from the mountain? Don't skimp on the feast." Although he was used to being frugal, when it came to hosting guests, he couldn't afford to be sloppy and make others feel bad.

Chang Kun smiled slightly, thinking to himself, "Mother, just don't be too surprised by the feast tomorrow."

They're all our own people, so we can't let them go hungry.