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 six of them left the office together.

Just as he reached the police compound, Xiao Wang rushed over like a whirlwind.

"Chang Kun, I heard you caught a big fish? I haven't seen it yet, I have to go check it out."

"You can't eat that fish, what's so interesting about it?" Hou Jun muttered.

"What? You can't eat it?" Xiao Wang's eyes widened, and he said it was a pity. He had heard that the big fish weighed more than 100 pounds.

"Even if we could eat it, it wouldn't be our turn. The section chief has reserved the big fish. You want to go and fight him for it?"

Xiao Wang rolled his eyes at the monkey and rushed towards the small canteen. Even if he couldn't eat there, just looking at it would be something to talk about.

Before even leaving the compound, he saw Aunt Song, who loved to chat: "Chang Kun, where did you catch such a big fish? How come it's so amazing?"

"Aunt Song, I found it on the beach yesterday when I went to Tianjin with my master."

"Wow, how could you find such a big fish? Tsk tsk, that's some incredible luck! This kid is handsome, talented, and lucky, it's a shame he already has a girlfriend..."

Lü Jiawei's eyes lit up: "Aunt Song, I don't have a boyfriend yet..."

Aunt Song didn't even glance at him, pretending to be busy: "Oh dear, someone was looking for me in the office, I have to go right away..."

She introduced three potential partners to Xiao Lü, but the girls all ran away after just one glance.

Seeing Aunt Song run away in a flash, everyone suppressed their laughter. Xiao Lü might be a little ugly, but in other aspects, whether it was family or work, he was quite capable.

Chang Kun shook his head. What does that matter in this later era? Don't even mention being ugly. Even if you're seventy or eighty years old, as long as you have money, there are plenty of eighteen-year-old girls throwing themselves at you.

Lu Jiawei was so angry that his pimples were practically glowing red. He turned to Old Zeng and said, "Master, you have to do something about me! I've been looking for a partner for so long, and none of them have worked out."

Old Zeng sighed and patted Xiao Lü on the shoulder: "Apprentice, if all else fails, we can find a country girl. She'll take good care of you, won't that be better?"

Lu Jiawei rolled his eyes and thought for a moment. That was a valid point, but it would be a bit embarrassing.

"Hehe, Master, then this matter... I'm counting on you. You don't want people to say your disciple can't even find a wife, do you?"

Old Zeng looked at Chang Kun, then at Lü Jiawei, and sighed deeply. What a disaster! What kind of apprentice did he find!

The six men patrolled the railway, and whenever they encountered a colleague, they would inevitably discuss the big fish that Chang Kun had caught. They acted as if they wished they could all go to the seaside to catch fish.

The morning passed quickly, and in the afternoon, Chang Kun, Hou Jun, and Lei Guohong had a half-day off.

Police officers in the section who are on duty will have half a day off if they are on a short trip, and a full day off if they are on a long trip.

After dividing up the razor clams and sand clams in the office, Chang Kunxing hurriedly rode his bike home.

Of all the fish we caught in the sea yesterday, Chang Kun most wanted to eat mackerel.

Despite the fact that tiger grouper, red grouper, and large yellow croaker are all very expensive, Chang Kun just loves a bite of pan-fried mackerel.

In his past life, when he was alone, he loved to eat this the most because it was cheap and delicious, with few bones and lots of meat, making it a perfect accompaniment to rice.

When I got home, the little girls weren't there, which was perfect. I used the space to clean the mackerel and feed the remaining innards to the hen.

There are also quite a few large sea cucumbers in the space; we can make a stew with old hen and sea cucumbers later.

Cut the mackerel into sections, heat oil in a wok, and no other seasonings are needed; the natural saltiness and aroma of the fish are sufficient.

Once the mackerel pieces were golden brown on both sides, I filled a lunchbox to the brim, kept it warm in my spatial storage, and prepared to send it to Cheng Min to try.

While no one was home, I poured out some clams and razor clams, soaked them in salt water to remove the sand, and then I could enjoy braised clams with rice wine that evening.

Just as Chang Kun was busy, he heard the voices of the little girls at the door.

"It smells so good, it seems to be coming from our house."

"Yes, it is. Big brother is back?"

"Big brother! Big brother!"

The door was pushed open, and the three maids rushed in.

"It's really good that my brother is back. I've missed you so much."

"Hehe, big brother smells so good, what's that scent?"

The three girls jostled and squeezed to get next to Chang Kun, their eyes fixed on the pot.

"Wow! It's fish! What kind of fish is this? It looks delicious!" Chang Qing's saliva was practically dripping into the pot.

Chang Kun quickly served a plate: "Everyone go eat over there and keep an eye on Xiu'er, so she doesn't get a fish bone stuck in her throat."

The mackerel was cut into sections, and apart from one large bone in the middle, there were almost no other bones. The girls ate it with great relish.

"Brother, this fish smells amazing! It tastes much better than the fish in the fishpond!"

They weren't afraid of the saltiness; they would finish one piece and then take another.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes, yes." The three girls nodded in unison.

Chang Qing prefers the firm and chewy flesh of the fish tail, while Xiu'er picks the tenderest part of the middle section of the fish to gnaw on. Chang Mu is more like Chang Kun; she chooses whichever piece of mackerel is fried until golden brown and hard.

Chang Qing added, "Big brother, we'll leave some for our parents."

Chang Kun patted her head: "Xiao Qing is good, she's become sensible. You all just eat, I'll cook more after you're done."

"Big brother, what's this?" Xiu'er saw the things in the basin on the ground, walked over, held a piece of mackerel in one hand, and poked at the sand clams sticking out their tongues with the other.

"Wow! Big brother caught so many big seashells!"

These past few days, the little girls have been playing with seashell bracelets and have learned that these semi-circular things are called seashells.

"Big brother, can we catch a few to play with?" They found the seashells very interesting, and when they touched the little tongue, it would retract.

"Let's play, we'll eat it all tonight anyway... Oh right, go to the supply and marketing cooperative later and ask Mom to buy some tofu, we'll make clam and tofu soup tonight."

"Okay, big brother, let's play for a while. We won't forget."

"How about we play rock-paper-scissors? The loser can go to the supply and marketing cooperative and tell Mom."

"well!"

You can tell the personalities of the three girls just by how they play rock-paper-scissors.

Xiuer was the youngest, and in her naivety, she simply stretched out her little fist to play with her older sisters, while Chang Mu also dutifully stretched out two fingers.

Only Chang Qing was the most cunning. He watched his two younger sisters make their move with sly eyes, thought for a moment, and then slowly threw a punch.

The two naive younger sisters were completely unaware of all this.

The result was obvious: Xiao Mu lost by playing scissors, and she pouted as she lingered at the supply and marketing cooperative.

Chang Kun watched from the sidelines, amused. This was exactly right; honest people get bullied no matter where they go.

He walked out of the yard, got on his bicycle, and patted the back seat: "Xiao Mu, your big brother will take you to the supply and marketing cooperative."

As the eldest brother, I can't let the honest kid suffer.

"Hey, thank you, big brother!" Chang Mu grinned.

"Do you know how you lost at rock-paper-scissors just now?"

Chang Mu tilted his head, thought for a moment, and then shook his head.

"When playing rock-paper-scissors, you have to keep an eye on your opponent and not let them make their move too late."

"Okay, I understand, big brother!" She nodded obediently.

Chang Kun was exasperated. This Xiao Mu was such a blockhead; even after he had reminded her, she still hadn't realized that Xiao Qing was cheating...