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

The three little girls were extremely disheartened when they heard that the hermit crab would die in less than two days.

They originally planned to raise them as pets until they grew up...

"Alright, I'll find you a few more hermit crabs tomorrow. We'll replace these with some that die."

"That seems to work too, thank you, brother!" Chang Qing felt that since her hermit crab was already dead, it would be great if her brother could give her a new one.

Holding the hermit crab in her hands, Xiu'er felt a little sad. This was the first time she had ever kept a pet, and it wouldn't even last a few days.

The three sisters whispered among themselves, feeling that keeping the hermit crab as a pet wasn't fun.

"You really like small pets? Then you can keep a baby turtle and put it in the fish pond," Chang Kun said.

"But, aren't grass turtles edible?" Chang Qing said, swallowing hard. She remembered that her older brother used to catch grass turtles and make a delicious soup.

Chang Kun said helplessly, "You still want to eat grass turtles? Aren't you satisfied with the fish and meat you're given?"

"Ah! Right, grass turtles don't seem to have much meat!" Chang Qing chuckled awkwardly. "Big brother, where can we catch grass turtles?"

"In this way, as long as you and Xiao Mu learn thirty new characters, your big brother will help you catch them."

"Ugh? We have to learn new characters again," Chang Qing muttered. "They always make us learn new characters. Xiu'er has it so easy; she doesn't have to do anything."

Chang Kun thought about it and realized that was indeed the case: "Xiuer also has a task. You need to teach her to write her own name. She hasn't been able to learn it for so long."

Chang Qing and Chang Mu sighed in unison. This was not a task for Xiu'er at all; it was clearly a way to make things difficult for them!

Xiuer struggles with drawing, let alone writing.

Is this what going to school is all about, learning characters every day? If so, they have no desire to go to school at all.

After a while, the three younger sisters quieted down and sat obediently on the stone bench to listen to Chang Kun tell stories about the seaside.

He talked about picking crabs, prawns, and sea snails, making their mouths water. So many delicious things, and they could just pick them up so easily—this must be a place where gods live!

When she heard that there were hermit crabs everywhere on the beach, San Yatou's eyes lit up even more. Couldn't that mean she could easily find a little pet?

"Alright, alright, next time there's a chance, I'll take you!" Chang Kun was a little overwhelmed by his three younger sisters pulling his arms and shaking him around, so he had no choice but to agree.

Kids forget things easily anyway, they'll probably forget about it in a couple of days.

When their older brother agreed, they were overjoyed, running around the yard shouting, "Oh—we're going to the beach! We're going to collect big fish and shrimp—!"

I didn't sleep well at work last night. It was only a little past seven o'clock, and I didn't even want to listen to the radio. I went straight back to my room to rest.

Before going to bed, he checked your system. He thought that since he caught so many fish, shrimp, and crabs yesterday, the reward should be pretty good.

[Ding! 100/100 fish caught, reward: 10 catties of houttuynia cordata.]

[The current host can sense prey weighing less than 1340 jin (approximately 860 kg) within a range of 3400 meters.]

[Ding! 100/100 shrimp caught, reward: 10 jin of shrimp chips.]

[The current host can sense prey weighing less than 1360 jin (approximately 860 kg) within a range of 3450 meters.]

[Ding! 100/100 shellfish caught, reward: 10 tubes of clam oil.]

[The current host can sense prey weighing less than 1380 jin (approximately 860 kg) within a range of 3500 meters.]

Houttuynia cordata? He wouldn't dare eat that.

Save the shrimp chips for Chinese New Year, fry them up, they'll be colorful and festive.

Clam oil is also for winter use, so my hands won't be chapped from washing clothes anymore.

……

The next morning, Chang Kun had just gotten up when he heard Xiu'er making a fuss.

"Waaaah! My little hermit crab is dead! Waaaah..."

Chang Qing and Chang Mu scolded her from the side, "Shut up! Big brother said yesterday they would die, why are you still crying!"

"Ah... my little hermit crab!" Xiu'er didn't care and just wailed with her mouth wide open.

Chang Kun hurried over to their room, picked up Xiu'er, and said, "Alright, alright, stop crying. If we call your mother over later, I won't care if she beats you."

"Waaah, big brother, my little hermit crab is dead." Xiu'er held the hermit crabs in her hands last night, afraid that they would suddenly die, until she could no longer hold on and finally fell asleep.

To my surprise, when I woke up in the morning, they were still dead.

Even though Chang Kun told her yesterday that baby hermit crabs are easy to die, she still couldn't accept the result.

Seeing Xiao Xiu'er's tearful face, Chang Kun felt a pang of sympathy and pulled out six or seven more hermit crabs from his pocket: "Hey, these are the last few. Take them and play with them. Don't cry if they die again!"

"Oh! Thank you, big brother!" With a soft smack, she kissed Chang Kun on the face, leaving his face covered in saliva and snot.

"Huh—"

Chang Kun put Xiu'er on the bed with a look of disgust and patted her little bottom: "Go play, or I'll spank you if you cry again!"

As soon as their eldest brother turned to leave, Chang Qing and Chang Mu immediately approached Xiu'er, saying, "Xiu'er, quickly share the hermit crabs with us!"

Xiuer was also a pragmatic person. Seeing that her two older sisters were eyeing her covetously and that she had no older brother to support her, she picked out two ugly hermit crabs from her hands when she was young.

"These two are for you, the rest are mine!"

The two older sisters didn't mind at all, happily snatching the items and scoffing, "Hmph! That's more like it. You woke me up so early in the morning, and I haven't even given you a piece of my mind yet!"

Ignoring the three sisters' lawsuit, Chang Kun ate an ear of corn and rode his bicycle directly to work.

Yesterday, the section chief ate tiger grouper and black sea bream, and also took a shark, saying he would give him something good, which made him quite looking forward to it.

Before I even reached the office, I could hear Hou Jun making a ruckus inside.

"This is fun! Do you have any extras? I want to take one home for my little girl to play with!"

"This one is good too, you guys are so skillful!"

Pushing open the door, Chang Kun laughed and said, "Brother Monkey, what are you talking about? I could hear your voice from far away."

"Junior brother is here! You're in luck today! Everyone brought so many good things."

Xiao Yu and Xiao Lü also came up to greet him: "Chang Kun, come on, take a look at these things."

Chang Kun asked in confusion, "What is it?"

"Yesterday you brought several kilograms of clams and razor clams to share, and you didn't charge us. We made some little things to take home for the kids to play with."

Chang Kun really liked the nine-linked rings Hou Jun brought last time and the seashell bracelet Lei Guohong brought. He had plenty of food and drink, and these little toys were just what he wanted to give to the little girl.

Chang Kun chuckled, "These are all things I found on the beach, everyone is too kind."

Old Zeng waved his hand: "Don't say that. Everyone is having a hard time right now. The fact that you share your food with us is already a great kindness. We can't just eat for free every time."

"Uncle Zeng, I understand. I'll collect the money next time."

Looking at the various trinkets on his desk, Chang Kun felt a surge of emotion. People these days are so simple and honest. He only had to give them some clams and razor clams, and they made these toys to give to him.

In later generations, owing someone a favor might result in a meal at the very least, or a trip to a shopping mall at the worst, and if all else fails, there's always the Red Romance on the third floor...

Once these three things are done, the favors owed are usually repaid.