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

"mother!"

Chang Kun shouted very loudly.

Sun Xiulan's lips trembled as she looked Chang Kun up and down.

This is the young man in front of me; he just stood in front of his son and fought for him.

This young man had traveled a long way to find me with his daughter.

She stepped forward and grabbed Chang Kun's hand.

"Good...good boy..."

Chang Kun called out "Mother" again, and Sun Xiulan's tears flowed again.

"Thank you... thank you for bringing Xiaomin."

Looking at his thin mother-in-law, her gray hair, her wrinkled face, and her gushing tears, Chang Kun felt incredibly tender.

He took his mother-in-law's hand in return.

"Mom, let's talk about this when we get home."

Turning to look at Cheng Xin, the boy was still standing there, tears streaming down his face, staring blankly at him.

Walking over and patting him on the shoulder, Chang Kun smiled and said, "Cheng Xin, right?"

Cheng Xin sniffed and nodded.

"Call him brother-in-law."

Cheng Xin was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, and his face suddenly turned red.

Cheng Min scoffed from the side and shoved him: "Go ahead and yell, what are you standing there for? Did your brother-in-law fight for you for nothing?"

After holding it in for a long time, Cheng Xin finally managed to utter a mosquito-like sound: "Brother-in-law..."

Chang Kun laughed heartily and ruffled Cheng Xin's hair.

It's clear that this brother-in-law grew up in a mountain village and is a bit timid and shy.

However, when they return to the city, the boys can just train a bit.

The leaders of the two villages huddled together and whispered a few words, while Zhongshan cleared his throat.

"Today, Sun Xiulan's family reunited, and we are happy for Xiulan... We can't decide on the water issue today, so we'll postpone it until the day after tomorrow."

The goatee nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, we'll choose new people and have the competition again the day after tomorrow."

They just witnessed Chang Kun's skills; if he were to compete, no one else would have a chance of winning.

Chang Kun didn't say anything. The matter between the two villages had nothing to do with him anyway, as long as his brother-in-law wasn't involved.

The two leaders then dismissed the villagers.

The villagers slowly dispersed, some turning back to look at each other before leaving, muttering something under their breath.

Chang Kun ignored him and put his arm around Cheng Xin's neck as they descended the mountain.

Cheng Min helped Sun Xiulan walk behind, the mother and daughter holding hands, exchanging glances every few steps, and then laughing together.

After laughing for a while, their eyes welled up with tears again.

Back in the village, in front of that dilapidated house.

"Xiaomin, these bicycles... are they yours?" Sun Xiulan's eyes widened when she saw two bicycles leaning against her door.

"Mother, we rented it at the guesthouse."

"This thing can be rented?" Sun Xiulan looked around the bicycle with curiosity.

This is a very valuable item; there isn't a single one in the entire village.

I heard that the commune has several vehicles, but those are for the cadres to ride, and ordinary people are not allowed to touch them.

Cheng Xin saw the bicycle and stared at it intently, forgetting to take a step.

"Want to ride?" Chang Kun smiled when he saw his brother-in-law's look.

Cheng Xin blushed, lowered his head, and whispered, "No...no."

Chang Kun pushed a cart over and patted the seat.

"Come on, brother-in-law will teach you."

Cheng Xin's eyes lit up for a moment, then dimmed again, and he shook his head.

"No...no, I can't."

"You only learn if you don't know how." Chang Kun handed him the handlebars. "Hold on and learn to push first."

Cheng Xin hesitated before taking the handlebars, his hands trembling.

The handlebars were ice-cold and slippery to the touch, smoother than anything he had ever touched.

He pushed it a couple of steps, the front of the cart wobbling, and he almost fell over.

Chang Kun caught him.

"Slow down, stay steady."

Cheng Xin nodded and carefully pushed forward.

Sun Xiulan stood at the door, watching her son's retreating figure, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

She raised her hand to wipe it, then turned to look at Cheng Min.

"Xiaomin, what does your man... do? How come he's so capable?"

Cheng Min smiled, her eyes red-rimmed.

"He is a policeman, working at the Beijing Railway Public Security Bureau."

Sun Xiulan paused for a moment, muttering, "Public Security...Beijing..."

She grabbed Cheng Min's hand and held it tightly.

"Xiaomin, you married a good man."

Over there, Cheng Xin was pushing his bicycle around in the yard, with Chang Kun following beside him, occasionally lending a hand.

Cheng Xin had a smile on his face, a smile like a child's.

Sun Xiulan looked at it and the corners of her mouth curved up.

I haven't seen my son smile like this in many years.

After chatting and playing around in the courtyard for a while, Sun Xiulan opened the door and invited Cheng Min and Chang Kun into the house.

The room was dark, with a wooden bed covered with straw, and on the straw was a tattered quilt whose color was indistinguishable.

A three-legged table was placed against the wall, with a few bricks underneath.

Several chipped bowls were stacked on the windowsill, and the chopsticks were made from a few whittled twigs.

There was a pile of dry firewood in the corner, the stove was covered with mud, and the pot was blackened with a crack on the side.

Cheng Min stood at the door, watching all of this, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

Before she came, she knew her mother and younger brother were living a hard life, but she never expected it to be this hard!

She had visited Chang Kun's home a few times when his family lived in the countryside.

Both are rural areas, but the conditions on the two sides are worlds apart!

Sun Xiulan was a little embarrassed, rubbing her hands, not knowing what to say.

It's really quite something that the new son-in-law showed all this on his first visit.

"The house...the house is messy, please don't mind..."

Cheng Min went over and hugged her: "Mother..."

Sun Xiulan patted her daughter's back, her own eyes reddening.

Chang Kun didn't say anything, but took out an oil paper package from his bag.

I bought six steamed buns this morning, and I still have them left.

He handed the letter to Cheng.

"Are you hungry? Eat something first."

Cheng Xin was stunned for a moment, and didn't dare to answer. He looked up at Sun Xiulan.

Sun Xiulan was also stunned, and quickly waved her hands: "This...this won't do, you guys keep it for yourselves..."

Chang Kun stuffed the oil paper package into Cheng Jinxin's hand.

"Here you go! We have a few left over from our food for the journey. Have some to tide us over."

Cheng Xin held the oil paper package as if it were some kind of treasure, his hands trembling.

He carefully opened it, and inside were two white steamed buns, quite large, with skins so thin you could see the filling inside. His eyes widened immediately.

Sun Xiulan was also stunned, staring at the steamed buns, her lips trembling: "White...white flour?"

Cheng Xin swallowed hard and held the steamed bun up to Sun Xiulan: "Mom, you eat first."

Sun Xiulan shook her head and pushed the bun back: "You eat it. You didn't eat much this morning, you must be starving."

The mother and son pushed each other back and forth, neither willing to speak first.

Cheng Min felt a lump in her throat as she looked at him, picked up a steamed bun, and stuffed it into Cheng Xin's mouth.

"Eat up, I'll watch you eat."

Cheng Xin chewed it and grinned.

"Sis...it's so delicious...I haven't had white flour in so many years..."

Sun Xiulan covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

Chang Kun stood at the door, watching this scene, his heart aching. He took out a few more steamed buns from his bag and handed them to Sun Xiulan.

"Mother, you eat too."

Sun Xiulan took the steamed bun, held it in her hands, looked at it again and again, reluctant to take a bite.

"How much...how much does this cost...?"

Cheng Min pulled Sun Xiulan down to sit and then brought the steamed bun to her mouth again.

"Mom, eat up. From now on... from now on we'll eat white flour every day."