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

Xiuer was slapped, but she wasn't angry. She picked up the persimmon with only a little bit of peel left and laughed with her head tilted back.

"Mom, these persimmons are delicious! Here, have some!"

Looking at Xiuer's sticky hands and then at her half-yellowish little face, Liu Meifen felt a little disgusted.

"You should eat it yourself!"

He turned and walked to Cheng Min's side, picking up the small bamboo basket from the ground: "Xiao Min, go back to your room and rest. I'll take care of the rest."

Cheng Min was still a little shy, and her voice was so soft it was barely audible: "Auntie, I'm fine, I can do this little bit of work."

As soon as she said it, she covered her mouth and stuck out her tongue shyly.

"Mom, I can do this chore!"

The voice was much louder now. I accidentally called out the name I used to use for Liu Meifen. Luckily, my mother-in-law isn't the type to hold a grudge.

Hearing that Cheng Min almost called her by the wrong name, Liu Meifen couldn't help but chuckle. This new daughter-in-law was adorably absent-minded.

"Then you sit over there and watch... Xiuer, hurry up and wash your hands to help with the work."

As she spoke, she picked out a large persimmon from the small bamboo basket and placed it in Cheng Min's hand: "Just eat it. This persimmon looks so red and plump. It might even help replenish your blood. You should take good care of yourself."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Min's face flushed crimson.

She really wished she didn't understand anything about replenishing blood...

With Xiao Xiu'er's help, the persimmons were quickly picked clean. Since the small bamboo basket couldn't hold them all, Xiu'er placed the excess persimmons on the stone bench.

A whole row of bright red persimmons looks so appealing that you can't help but want to go up and take a few bites.

The persimmon tree is a very ancient species, with a cultivation history of over two thousand years.

It can withstand drought and poor soil, and has a strong adaptability to various environments. It doesn't require much management and can easily survive if planted by the roadside or field edge.

Most importantly, persimmon trees have extremely high yields. As long as the persimmon tree is eight to ten years old, it does not need to be fertilized or pollinated. Just wait until autumn to see that the tree is full of red lanterns.

Persimmons that ripen in autumn are not only nutritious, but also have a soft and sweet taste, making them a favorite fruit for children from the 1950s and 60s to the 1970s and 80s.

It's a tradition of unknown origin, but every autumn there's a program where children steal persimmons.

The older children led the younger ones, and the older children climbed up the persimmon tree to steal the fruit, while the younger ones stood guard under the tree.

With this passing on of knowledge and skills, such joyful events occur spontaneously from south to north.

After picking the persimmons, Chang Kun jumped down from the tree, feeling a little regretful.

If we take Xiuer to steal persimmons now, it will definitely be more fun, and the persimmons will taste even sweeter.

Unfortunately, I've grown up and gotten married, so I can no longer enjoy this kind of fun.

Looking at the full bamboo basket of persimmons, Liu Meifen was a little worried. These ripe persimmons couldn't be kept for long and would spoil easily.

"Xiao Kun, what do you suggest? For the next couple of days, eat nothing but persimmons?"

Chang Kun gestured towards the neighbor's house and said, "My eldest sister and younger brother have moved in, and Aunt Liu and Uncle Hong's teeth aren't very good either. These persimmons don't require chewing, so they're perfect for them."

Liu Meifen slapped her thigh and said, "Look at my brain! I don't know what I'm thinking of writing all day, and I've forgotten this."

"Xiuer, come with me to deliver persimmons to your older sister."

My uncle Liu Meilin and his wife are both at work and not home. Aunt Liu and Uncle Hong are also not home. I'll deliver it to them tonight.

"Okay! I'll go check on my older sister's house first!"

Xiuer jumped up and went to play with her older sister, who was very happy to go.

Before we even left the hospital, we saw Chang Mei carrying Xiao Bao as she walked in.

"Mother, Xiaomin, Xiaokun..."

"You have a good nose. I was just about to ask Xiuer to go and bring you some persimmons." Liu Meifen smiled as she took Xiaobao's persimmons. "Hurry up and pick out the ripe ones from the basket. It would be a waste if they went bad in this weather."

After giving her instructions, she lowered her head and teased Xiao Bao's double chin, unable to resist imagining whether her eldest grandson would be as lovable as her grandson.

Turning her head, she saw her eldest daughter enjoying the persimmons. After thinking for a moment, she went back to the kitchen, grabbed a small wooden spoon, and picked out the most perfectly shaped persimmon.

Gently remove the persimmon stem, break the persimmon open with a small wooden spoon, scoop out a spoonful of nectar, and carefully feed it to the baby.

Upon tasting the sweet persimmon juice, Xiao Bao's toothless little mouth stretched into a wide grin, and his short legs kicked involuntarily.

"Tsk tsk! Look at him, such a little kid, and he already knows what tastes good."

Seeing that Xiao Bao was eating happily, Liu Meifen couldn't help but smile as well.

"Mom, don't underestimate Xiaobao just because he's small. He eats like a madman. He's happy no matter what you feed him." With her mother helping to take care of Xiaobao, Changmei was happy to relax for a while. She ate a persimmon in one hand and leaned against the persimmon tree, stretching.

Seeing how much fun her mother was having feeding Xiaobao, Xiuer snatched the small wooden spoon from her side and said, "Mom, let me feed Xiaobao for a while."

"Xiao Bao, quickly call me 'Auntie,' and I'll give you something delicious."

Xiuer is only three or four years old, how could she feed a baby? She's just treating Xiaobao like a doll.

Sure enough, she just held the small wooden spoon in front of Xiaobao to tease him, without feeding him a single bite, and soon made Xiaobao cry.

Seeing how happy everyone was around Xiaobao, Cheng Min sat down beside them and reached out to pinch Xiaobao's chubby little feet. She liked him more and more as she looked at him.

"Mom, let me hug you."

Holding her baby in her arms and smelling the soft, sweet scent, Cheng Min couldn't help but feel a surge of maternal love.

The thought of having a baby in the future filled her with both shyness and joy.

In the past, I was busy with school and work every day and rarely had time to relax and chat like this. It feels pretty good.

Especially since there are several little girls in the family, their noise and commotion are not annoying; on the contrary, they create a special family atmosphere.

After a lively family lunch, Xiao Bao was taken back to Chang Mei's house for a nap. Xiu'er, who had gotten up too early in the morning, was already yawning.

Cheng Min wanted to help clean the kitchen, but Liu Meifen chased her away.

"You're a new bride, go back to your room and rest. We don't need you here yet."

Unable to persuade Liu Meifen otherwise, Cheng Min had no choice but to return to her room with Chang Kun.

"How wonderful it is that Mother is so kind! Little Qingxiu and the others are so kind too. It feels like a dream..."

Cheng Min leaned against the bedside, watching Chang Kun help make the bed and tidy up the quilt, and felt a surge of emotion.

"Hey! Hey old lady, hey little sister, what about your man?"

"Pah! What's so good about you? You hurt me so much, and you still won't let me off the hook... And now you're still being so glib!" Cheng Min glared at Chang Kun, feigning anger.

"Smooth-tongued?" Chang Kun clicked his tongue. "Is his tongue not good? I wonder who was holding my head down last night and telling me not to stop..."

Cheng Min was extremely embarrassed and grabbed a pillow, throwing it at Chang Kun.

"How dare you say that?!"

She never imagined that it could be done like that. Chang Kun is a grown man, doesn't he find it dirty?