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

"Sigh! Life is really not easy!"

Seeing the migrant workers enjoying sweet potato stems so much, Zhang Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh repeatedly.

Chang Kun remained silent. It wasn't even autumn yet; the real challenge would arrive in winter.

As a junior police officer, he could only offer some help when he saw others in trouble.

Any more than that, I simply don't have the capacity to do.

The two smoked silently, and just as they finished one, Master Zhu arranged for his apprentices to come over.

Four people carried two large buckets, from which steam rose.

"This is... rice?" Zhang Qingfeng turned to look at Chang Kun. "You bought rice?"

"It's just a small token of our appreciation. There's nothing more. Twenty catties of rice can only be cooked into thin porridge. Otherwise, even if these people don't have any problems at the station, they might easily get hungry and have problems on the way."

The migrant workers, who had just eaten sweet potato stems, stared longingly at the arrival of the large bucket, their mouths watering.

With police officers watching over them, the migrant worker group, though agitated, managed to avoid causing any major trouble.

With sweet potato stems and thin porridge to fill their stomachs, most of the migrant workers obediently lined up.

As for the few who didn't follow orders, the police didn't tolerate their bad habits and just let them stand aside and watch others drink porridge.

This is such a vicious trick. How can a hungry person stand this? Even if their mind is up to something, their stomach can't take it.

Within minutes, the troublemakers quieted down.

These troublemakers just want to stay in the capital and have a way to survive.

But the capital city wouldn't accept migrant workers; if they were to starve to death, they could only do so at home.

Not all the leaders are without conscience; sometimes they have to do it this way.

Everyone knows that people in Beijing are the most valuable. If all the migrant workers from all over the country flocked to Beijing, it would probably be overcrowded with them in no time.

Throughout history, whenever famine struck, refugees would flock to the capital.

This is when a leader's wisdom is truly tested.

The cake is only so big; if one part gets a bigger slice, the rest will get less.

Often, what's missing is a bloody historical figure.

We worked until eight or nine o'clock at night and finally got all the migrant workers on the train.

"Junior brother, you got all those sweet potato stems and rice, didn't you?"

When registering migrant workers, Chang Kun ran away before the job was finished. Later, sweet potato stalks and thin porridge were brought over. Hou Jun immediately knew that it was his junior brother's doing.

He knew that his unit had very little food reserves. To feed millions of migrant workers, they would need a lot of other things.

"Shh! Keep your voice down." Chang Kun nodded gently after making sure no one was watching.

"This is a good thing, what are you afraid of?!"

Hou Jun disagreed. If he had done something good, he would have wanted to tell everyone.

Cheng Jie, standing to the side, thought to himself, "What are these sweet potato stalks and rice compared to this? Just a while ago, Chang Kun gave two big wild boars to the veterans so they could have a good National Day."

He was filled with pride that such a person could become his brother-in-law.

After chatting with his colleagues for a while, Chang Kun dragged his exhausted body home.

It wasn't that he was physically tired, but after seeing the miserable state of the migrants all day, he just couldn't muster any enthusiasm.

"Brother, you're lying!"

As soon as we got home, Xiuer rushed over with tears in her eyes.

Upon seeing his family, Chang Kun's gloomy mood immediately eased.

This is the meaning of family.

"What's wrong, Xiuer? How did your brother lie to you?"

"Hmph! You lied to me! You promised to take me to see the train, but when I woke up, you were nowhere to be seen!" Xiu'er pouted so much that an oil bottle could hang from it.

"Hehe, your brother didn't say he'd take you today. We'll see if he has time in the next couple of days."

Hold Xiuer in your arms, pat her head, pinch her little cheeks, make her mouth into an "O" shape, and then let go.

With a "pop," Chang Kun burst into laughter; it was really funny.

"You didn't take me out to play, and you even pinched me, you stinky big brother!" Today, Xiu'er was the only girl left at home, and she had to stay at the supply and marketing cooperative, which made her extremely bored.

"Don't bother your older brother!" Liu Meifen came over and pulled Xiu'er down, then called to Chang Kun, "Come in quickly, wash your face and eat. You must be starving after working so late."

As soon as I saw Chang Kun return, my mother busied herself cleaning up the leftover food.

They were genuinely hungry. There were so many migrant workers who needed to be kept in order; the police couldn't just eat while they watched, that would only make things worse.

Even now, Chang Kun has only managed to sneak a few sips of water.

Changqing's three daughters all ran out, resting their chins on their hands as they watched their eldest brother eat, telling him about the funny things that happened at school that day.

When they first arrived at school, everything was new and exciting, and they hadn't yet experienced the hardships of studying.

Xiuer listened with her mouth watering. Such a fun place, and they didn't even take her.

She had asked not only her older brother but also Sister Xiaomin for help, but there was really no other way. She could only accept her fate and dared not cry or make a fuss.

"Big brother, after we finish eating, let's go catch some fireflies. All the ones ahead are dead."

She gets bored at home during the day, and when her older brother comes home at night, she wants to stick close to him and play together.

"Playing! All you ever do is play! Don't you see your older brother working so late?" Liu Meifen glared at Xiu'er, who shrank back in fright.

"Stop catching fireflies. Did you find the katydids you caught last time?"

Chang Kun recalled the incident two days ago when they let the fireflies run away.

"Found it! Mine was hiding under the small courtyard."

"Mine is hidden under the jujube tree."

The four girls chattered excitedly about how well their crickets could hide. They no longer wanted to keep the crickets in cages, and searching for them in the yard every day had become their joy.

"No crickets allowed in the kitchen! One bowl is missing, and I haven't figured it out yet. You'd better watch your backsides!"

If the family hadn't been well-off, these four girls would have been arrested and severely beaten for breaking a bowl.

Hearing their mother say this, the four maids looked at each other and dared not say another word.

The bowl was broken when the four of them were playing around in the kitchen. They were so scared that they took the pieces of the bowl outside and buried them somewhere to cover up the crime.

Unexpectedly, this didn't escape my mother's discerning eyes.

The four girls hid far away and came to the persimmon tree, chattering and discussing something.

After a while, they found some ropes.

"What are you doing?" Chang Kun asked, sitting down to watch them work after finishing his meal.

"We want to make a swing. At school, we have to line up to play on the swing, and we can only play for a little while each time."

"You guys have a good idea. I'll help you find a plank when I have time."

Xiao Qing pouted, "Big brother, you said you'd build us a slide, but we haven't seen a trace of you yet!"

Chang Kun patted his forehead; he'd been so busy these past few days that he'd completely forgotten about it.

"Okay, okay, big brother will even make the slide for you!"

With that, he went out and left.

The little girls were busy tying knots and didn't notice their older brother leaving, otherwise they would have been following him around with little tails.

Once outside, Chang Kun rode his bicycle towards the outskirts of the city, unaware that two furtive figures were following him.