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

"How could Zhang Pianxin do such a thing!"

Liu Meifen couldn't even finish her melon seeds anymore, and suddenly slammed her hand on the table.

Even if they don't want their son to become a live-in son-in-law, they should still speak properly. How can they let Xiao Zhang marry a cripple just because the Kang family's daughter doesn't want a dowry?

"Cricket, what about you? What are your thoughts?" Chang Kun asked thoughtfully.

It's unlikely that Zhang Quhun would accept his fate and marry a cripple as his father wishes.

"Brother Kun, I..." Zhang Quhun said softly, looking down, "I want to be with Xiao Cui."

Wow! This honest man can really be quite bold when he gets serious.

He was willing to bear the title of a live-in son-in-law.

"Are you really sure? If you really marry Xiao Cui and live in the city, there will be a lot of gossip in the village."

Chang Kun first gave him a heads-up, saying that the women and old ladies in the village would make up stories out of thin air.

Moreover, if Zhang Quhun really lives with his father-in-law in the city, the villagers will definitely say some very unpleasant things.

"Brother Kun, I've made up my mind!" Zhang Quhun raised his head and looked at Chang Kun seriously.

"If I lived in the village and spent my whole life with my older brother and sister-in-law, I'd have had enough of that kind of life!"

"Let them say what they want, I'll just ignore them while I'm in the city!"

Liu Meifen hesitated, wanting to offer some advice, but she also knew that she really couldn't stay in Zhang Pianxin's family.

Zhang Quhun used to be simple-minded and foolish, often going hungry, which was already disheartening.

Now that he has moved to the city to work and has become a permanent employee, his family still tries every means to scheme against him.

Why would I stay in a place like this?!

Forget it, forget it. Those people from the Zhang family deserved this fate.

Once Zhang Quhun is working and living in the city, let's see how those people can cause trouble again!

"Xiao Zhang, don't rush into it. Regardless of whether you and Xiao Cui can get together, we absolutely cannot marry the lame daughter of the Kang family!"

Zhang Quhun nodded vigorously upon hearing this, like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, that's what I meant. I've told Dad about it several times, but he's just stubborn now."

"Okay, I understand. You came here today for this, right? I'll go back to the village and have a serious talk with your father. How can he push his own child into a fire pit!"

"Thank you so much, Auntie!" Zhang Quhun finally managed a smile.

He came today hoping Chang Kun could help him put in a good word, but now that Liu Meifen is involved, it's not bad.

The Chang family was highly respected in the village, and the old man admired them greatly.

"Cricket, how far have you two gotten between you and Xiao Cui?" Chang Kun asked.

Old Kang's lame daughter is likely to refuse, as such a marriage is inherently unequal.

But Zhang Quhun wants to marry Xiao Cui, which is no easy task, and who knows what kind of trouble might arise later.

"Well... it's not that far off, I've just gone out shopping twice."

"How far have we progressed? The girl is too shy to explain herself, and you don't understand?" Chang Kun laughed, then asked again.

"Do you know what Xiao Cui's family's attitude is?"

"According to Xiaocui, they want to find a man from the city..."

Liu Meifen pursed her lips: "Xiao Cui's family only has one daughter. It's already very good that she found someone like Xiao Zhang who takes care of the family. Why is she still being picky!"

Chang Kun waved his hand: "Mom, people always strive for better things. Before getting married, who doesn't want to marry into a wealthier family?"

Especially in families like Xiaocui's, where there is only one daughter, the elderly couple are hoping that their daughter can find a good husband to take care of them.

Zhang Quhun's current conditions are acceptable, mainly because he doesn't have a house in the city yet. If he can get married and live with Xiao Cui's parents, that would be a huge plus.

"Cricket, do you want to marry Xiao Cui?"

Zhang Quhun's face turned bright red, and he didn't dare to look up at people. After a while, he slowly nodded.

"Xiao Cui... Xiao Cui is a very nice person."

"What does this Xiao Cui look like? How tall is she?" Liu Meifen asked, like a matchmaker, trying to find out everything about the woman.

"Xiao Cui is just like, just like the eldest daughter of the Tian family in the village. She's not tall and has a small face."

"Oh, I see! Then we're in better personal circumstances than them!"

These days, people's aesthetic standards favor tall, large women with big hips, round waists, and full breasts.

Such a person is more resilient to illness and disaster than a frail girl, and will have a smoother childbirth experience in the future. People can tell at a glance that she is good at giving birth and raising children.

This Xiao Cui looks just like the eldest daughter of the Tian family, thin and petite. No wonder she fell for the tall and strong Zhang Quhun.

This is definitely a case of a large horse pulling a small cart.

Judging from appearance alone, Zhang Quhun is actually much better.

If his mother-in-law saw this, she would probably be satisfied.

Zhang Quhun knew that Xiao Cui's figure wasn't popular, so he never dared to mention it to his father. He never expected that they would bring up the matter of the Kang family's daughter again.

"By the way, what does Xiao Cui do for a living?" Liu Meifen continued to ask.

A woman's health is one aspect, but these days, what's more important is the food supply provided by her job.

If you have a job, you'll receive a monthly food allowance; that's the most practical thing that can fill your stomach.

"She works at the No. 2 Cotton Mill in Beijing. That time, she was late getting off work and encountered some hooligans on her way home, which I rescued," Zhang Quhun answered honestly.

Liu Meifen's eyes lit up: "The No. 2 Cotton Mill? That's a good company!"

The No. 2 Cotton Mill was a factory that specialized in processing cotton. In those days, while food was important, cotton for warmth was even more crucial in winter.

During the three years of hardship, many people succumbed to the low temperatures in winter, their bodies gradually weakened, leading to a large number of deaths.

Xiao Cui works at the No. 2 Cotton Mill, receives a salary and a grain ration, and her family also owns a house in the city. Compared to Lao Kang's lame daughter, she is worlds apart.

Aside from the fact that Zhang Quhun would be living at his father-in-law's house, which would damage his reputation, everything else would be beneficial.

However, at this time, ordinary people were still very afraid of what others said and did not have much desire for their vested interests.

If this were in later generations, given Xiao Cui's qualifications, not to mention working in a popular company or living in the capital, just having a Beijing household registration would make countless men eager to become her live-in son-in-law.

Moreover, Zhang Quhun and Xiao Cui were deeply in love.

Even if both sets of parents have some dissatisfaction, it is not a reason to stop the two young people from pursuing happiness.

Thinking of this, Chang Kun patted Zhang Quhun's shoulder forcefully.

"Cricket, I support you! As long as you love Xiao Cui, and Xiao Cui loves you too, let's fight for this marriage!"

Zhang Quhun was overjoyed upon hearing this, as he had come here precisely to ask Chang Kun's opinion.

Having lost his mother at a young age, and with his father constantly disliking him, he struggled to even have enough to eat and wear, let alone get married—something he had never even dared to dream of before!