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

Chang Kun walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative, leaving his excited aunt and mother talking behind.

Back at the courtyard house, Xiao Shui was already whistling with Xiao Qing, Xiao Mu, and Xiu'er.

"Big brother, Xiaoqing said she's going to school in a few days, can I go too?" Xiaoshui asked with wide eyes.

She heard that there were many children playing together at school, and it must be very lively. She couldn't help but yearn for it.

"You can go to school together, but you're not allowed to cheat on your homework."

Xiao Shui, Xiao Qing, and Xiao Mu all nodded in unison, thinking that doing homework was as fun as playing games.

Xiuer pouted, "Big brother, how much longer do I have to wait before I can go to school? I want to do my homework too."

Chang Kun: ...

Some students even volunteer to do their homework; don't cry when you can't finish it.

After playing with a few little girls for a while, Chang Kun went into the kitchen, poured half a pot of water into the pot, blanched the mutton to remove the blood foam, and put it into the pot. He then instructed Xiao Qing to watch the fire.

"Brother, get me a potato."

"What are you going to do?"

"Let's eat roasted potatoes."

Chang Kun tapped Chang Qing on the head: "Don't you even look at what you're burning? You think you can roast potatoes in coal?"

"Xiao Mu, come and cook another pot. This one will be made from the wood that Mom collected."

Luckily, we had two pots at home. We cooked sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn in one pot, and steamed a large grouper on the crossbeam in the other pot.

According to Chang Qing, several potatoes were buried in the oven. These potatoes taste completely different when roasted or boiled.

Perhaps it's because he ate too many roasted potatoes as a child, but Chang Kun always felt that potatoes roasted over a fire were more fragrant.

Xiao Shui and Xiu'er squatted in front of the stove, drooling as they waited. Even though there was no shortage of food at home, and Chang Kun had brought back countless delicious things, these people still had a special fondness for roasted potatoes.

The sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn in the pot were steamed until cooked, and the potatoes in the stove were also emitting a fragrant aroma.

The four girls, ignoring the heat, took out the blackened potatoes and slammed them on the ground.

Once the heat had cooled down a bit, she carried the potato in her little hands to the fishpond, peeled off the charred potato skin, and threw it to the fish bit by bit.

"Hehe, Xiao Mu, your house is so much more fun!"

"Little Shui, let's sleep together in the mosquito net tonight. Let me tell you, your older brother caught a lot of fireflies the other day and put them in the mosquito net. It was so much fun!"

"Wow! I want to play too!" Xiao Shui looked up at the sky, "Why isn't it dark yet!"

Ignoring the girls playing outside, Chang Kun lifted the lid of the pot of stewed mutton soup and put in 10 large sea cucumbers. Stewed mutton soup with sea cucumbers is a really nourishing dish.

A small bowl of tiger meat medicinal cuisine was placed in the space. This thing could not be kept at home. If the little girls accidentally ate it, they might not only get nosebleeds from the nourishment.

As dusk fell, I heard my mother's voice coming from the doorway.

Chang Kun stepped out of the kitchen and saw his aunt and uncle and his mother walking towards the door.

"Xiao Kun, these are the seeds you wanted. I've picked out some of everything I could get my hands on." The uncle handed over a small cloth bag.

Chang Kun beamed with joy. With the seeds, the variety of crops in the space could be greatly increased.

I opened the cloth bag and looked inside. The seeds were wrapped in small paper packets, labeled with names like broccoli, watermelon, peanuts, and persimmons...

There were more than a dozen packets of seeds, but only wheat and corn were repeated.

"Uncle, these seeds have been a great help."

Liu Meilin chuckled and said, "Your uncle isn't very capable, but he'll be of some help if he can."

"Uncle, Aunt, please sit down first. I'll go get the food."

My mother and aunt helped carry the mutton soup, steamed grouper, and stewed potatoes and corn to the tree.

The weather was still hot, and as long as it didn't rain, Chang Kun's family would set up a table under the tree to eat while enjoying the cool air.

"Mom, where's Dad? Why isn't he home from get off work yet?"

"I guess he went to cut grass. Feeding this little donkey is really hard work. He just eats feed and doesn't do any work. He lives a more carefree life than a human."

After chatting for a while, my aunt went on and on about how great the restaurant was, how many things you could eat for free, and how many people would be vying for that job just for that.

He then praised Chang Kun for his great abilities. Just then, Chang Dashan returned.

"Merlin's here. It's quite lively today. Perfect timing, have a couple of drinks with me."

With outsiders around, the little girls, always eager to show off, would rush to their father, help him put down the hay on his back, and then busy themselves feeding the little donkey.

After everyone sat down, Chang Kun brought out the small bowl of tiger-themed medicinal cuisine.

"Son, what is this? Why does it smell like Chinese medicine?"

"Hehe, this is good stuff. Let's each have two spoonfuls and try the taste."

"Could this be some kind of folk remedy you found somewhere?"

"You'll know once you eat it. Would your son ever harm you?"

Knowing that others would be even more embarrassed to start eating if he didn't, Chang Dashan took the first bite and put it in his mouth.

"Hmm? It smells medicinal, but it tastes quite good. What kind of meat is this?"

"Uncle, Aunt, you should try it too. This stuff is good for your health."

Liu Meilin and his wife also took a bite, and their eyes lit up. This was a taste they had never had before. The aroma of meat completely masked the taste of Chinese medicine. Taking a small sip, they found the shredded meat to be very chewy.

"Xiao Kun, what kind of meat is this? I've never eaten it before." Seeing Chang Kun's mysterious expression, Liu Meilin couldn't help but ask.

Seeing that none of them could guess what kind of meat it was, Liu Meifen took a bite herself, then frowned and said, "Xiao Kun, this isn't some kind of 'Wong Tai Sin' meat, is it? You can't eat this stuff."

"Hehe, Mom, how can we eat that stuff? If we anger them, all the chickens we have left will probably be killed in a few days."

"Big brother, what good stuff are you eating? How come there's so little? You didn't even leave any for us."

Seeing the adults studying a small bowl, the four girls also gathered around.

Before the adults could speak, Xiu'er scooped up a spoonful and tried to put it in her mouth. In her memory, anything her older brother brought back was delicious.

"Hey!! This isn't for you!" Chang Kun quickly snatched the spoon away. Doctor Yan had repeatedly warned that tiger meat medicinal cuisine should not be given to children.

"Our parents have eaten, so we want to eat too!"

The less we give them food, the more they crave it, seeing the little bit of meat in their bowls as an absolute delicacy.

"Xiao Kun, why won't you let Xiu'er eat? It's just a tiny bit, one spoonful each is enough."

"Mother, this is a medicinal diet. The doctor specifically instructed that children and pregnant women should not eat it."

"Oh, I see. That explains why it smells like Chinese medicine. So what exactly is the meat inside?"

"It's Xiao Kun, what kind of meat is it, and it has to be cooked with Chinese medicine."

"Hurry up and say it, you're just wasting our time drinking."

The uncle and father couldn't contain their curiosity and waited for Chang Kun to reveal the answer.

The little girls stared at their eldest brother, eager to see what kind of meat he wouldn't let them eat.

Chang Kun cleared his throat and looked around: "First of all, let me state that this medicinal cuisine was a gift from my friend. I only know what kind of meat it contains from him."

"Are you going to tell me or not? This dawdling is just like your mother!"

Liu Meifen glared at Chang Dashan, wanting to hear her son reveal the answer, and didn't want to argue with the old man.

Chang Kun chuckled: "I heard... this meat is tiger meat!"