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

Xiuer was sweating profusely in her room when she woke up from a nightmare to find her older brother was not there, and she panicked terribly.

She had been carried on her brother's back, and she didn't even know when she got to bed.

"Xiuer, what's wrong?"

Hearing her panicked shouts, Chang Kun rushed into the house in a few steps.

"Big brother!" Xiu'er threw herself into Chang Kun's arms, wiping away her tears as she sobbed.

"I dreamt that my parents died, and then I died too... Waaaaah..."

Although she was young and didn't know what death was, the heart-wrenching pain still made it hard for her to breathe.

Chang Kun's heart tightened. Wasn't this something from his past life? How could Xiu'er dream about it?

Could parallel universes really exist?

In that other world, would his family still be as miserable as in his previous life?

Thinking of this, Chang Kun felt a tearing pain in his heart and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Until Xiuer sobbed and said, "Big brother, it's all fake, isn't it?"

Chang Kun quickly hugged Xiu'er tightly: "Dreams are all fake. Your father, mother, and Xiu'er are all doing well."

How could a little girl bear such pain?

Chang Kun gently stroked Xiu'er's head until she calmed down before carrying her to the kitchen.

"Big brother has fried all the crabs and shrimp. Come and eat, and you'll forget about your dream after you've eaten."

Upon hearing about the delicious food, Xiuer's eyes lit up, and she stopped thinking about her dream.

The brother and sister sat under the persimmon tree, holding porcelain bowls in their hands, crunching and munching on crabs.

Xiuer swung her legs, her sadness completely gone.

"Big brother, when can we eat these persimmons?" she asked, pointing to the persimmons on the tree.

At this time, the persimmons have begun to turn from green to yellow. It is estimated that in another half month, they will turn into bright red little lanterns.

"After we finish eating the crabs, we'll pick persimmons."

Chang Kun remembered that there were two persimmon trees on the mountain in the village, which were collective property of the village.

In my past life, whenever persimmons ripened, the village children would sneak up the trees to pick them while the adults were working on the mountain.

These days, sugar is precious to everyone, and the sweet taste of persimmons is irresistible to children.

Stealing persimmons is usually a task where older children lead younger children together. The older children are responsible for climbing the trees to pick the persimmons, while the younger children are responsible for keeping watch.

If adults see them, the older children will run away quickly, leaving only a few toddlers caught and crying on the spot.

This kind of thing happens every year. If a child hasn't stolen persimmons and sweet potatoes, then that child definitely didn't have a complete childhood.

With the family moving to the city, Xiuer probably won't have this kind of experience again.

At this time, the persimmon tree was right in his own yard, so there was no need to steal it, which Chang Kun felt was a bit of a pity.

After all, homegrown persimmons are never as sweet as stolen ones.

Xiuer picked up the small crabs one after another and ate them non-stop, her lips covered in oil.

"Alright, stop eating. Eating too much will upset your stomach." Chang Kun took the porcelain bowl from Xiu'er's hand.

Eating too much fried food will definitely upset your stomach.

Xiuer pouted: "Okay, then let's pick persimmons."

Chang Kun pulled out a large stack of burlap sacks from the kitchen; these were all things his mother had taken from the supply and marketing cooperative.

She plans to bring it back to the village when she has time and give it to some of her neighbors.

There are still children in the village who can't afford clothes, so they have to modify burlap sacks and wear them as clothes.

The burlap sacks were laid out thickly on the ground, and Chang Kun quickly climbed up the tree.

"Xiuer, I'll throw the persimmons onto the sack later, you pick them up and pack them up."

After giving his instructions, Chang Kun picked up the already yellowed persimmons and threw them on the ground, while Xiu'er below, like a diligent little bee, picked them up and put them into a bag.

Xiuer picked up a bright orange persimmon and swallowed hard. The tempting orange color made it look delicious.

However, my older brother instructed that we can't eat persimmons right now; we have to wait a while.

While Chang Kun wasn't looking, she brought the persimmon to her nose and smelled it a few times.

It smells so good! She couldn't resist sticking out her little tongue and licking it.

Hmm, it doesn't taste weird. Does Big Brother want to save it for Xiaoqing and the others to eat together?

Let me try it first! Xiuer smiled like a cat that had just stolen some fish.

Awooo!

She took a big bite, and after only a couple of chews, her little face scrunched up.

Ah bah bah!

How can this taste so bad? It's dry and astringent!

Xiuer stuck out her tongue and spat out her saliva several times.

Chang Kun saw this from the tree and burst into laughter.

"Xiuer, I told you not to eat it, but you insisted. Now you know it tastes awful!"

This little girl has the same gluttonous habit as her older sisters.

Xiuer said with a bitter face, "Big brother, why do these persimmons taste so awful? Why did we even bother picking them?"

"It will become crisp and sweet after a few days; it's not ready yet."

Chang Kun continued to throw persimmons down, and Xiu'er picked them up one by one with a look of disgust, muttering, "These are such delicious things, let Xiao Qing and the others try them when they come back."

Chang Kun shook his head. This girl is really trying to ruin her sister's life. She'll cry when she gets beaten up.

Xiuer couldn't stand the bitter taste in her mouth, so she grabbed a few fried crabs and ate them until she felt a little better.

……

Just as Chang Kun and Xiu'er were busy picking persimmons.

On the station platform, Lü Jiawei and Xiao Yu patrolled back and forth.

"Hey, Chang Kun didn't come today, it's not very interesting. I really want to go hunting with him right now." After the blind date experience, Lü Jiawei felt that hunting was more exciting than finding a wife.

Xiao Yu chuckled and said, "I also want to go hunting with Chang Kun. I heard he's an excellent hunter and has never failed in the mountains. If we can catch a few rabbits and pheasants, we can give one to my father-in-law later. That would be really impressive."

Lü Jiawei curled his lip: "You should take care of your parents first, all you can think about is your wife!"

"Of course we'll prioritize our own family first!" Xiao Yu had just started speaking when her expression suddenly tightened as she pointed at a middle-aged man and a five- or six-year-old girl in front of her.

"Xiao Lü, look, aren't those two people acting strangely?"

Lu Jiawei glanced at them twice and shook his head: "What's wrong with those two? They seem perfectly normal!"

"Just now, when I glanced over, that middle-aged man immediately turned away and wouldn't look at me! And that little girl, look at her clothes, they don't match the man next to her at all!"

Lu Jiawei took a closer look, and it really was true.

The middle-aged man was dressed in tattered clothes, while the little girl he was holding, although her face was smeared with black ash, was dressed in clothes made of expensive fabric.

"Let's go up and question them!"

As a police officer, I must thoroughly investigate any suspicious individuals. At such times, people don't care about human rights.

Ordinary citizens have no complaints about police checks, since the police are doing it to protect people's safety.

As Xiao Yu and Xiao Lü approached, the middle-aged man turned his head slightly and realized that something was wrong.

He shoved the little girl and ran away.

"Holy crap! Stop right there!"

There really is something going on!

Xiao Yu and Xiao Lü were a little excited. Anyone who runs away when they see the police must be a bad guy!