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

After leaving the guesthouse, Chang Kun walked ahead, followed by Cheng Min and her family of three.

Sun Xiulan held her daughter's hand, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping herself.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Sun Xiulan lowered her voice: "Xiaomin, I have to say a few words to you."

"Yes, Mother, please tell me."

"Just now inside, you said you wanted to eat wonton noodles, but you didn't even ask if your husband liked them. Also, the clothes and shoes you gave Xiaoxin were his, weren't they? You didn't even ask him... You were too rude to him. You're the wife, you need to be more docile..."

Sun Xiulan kept rambling on.

Cheng Min laughed as she listened.

"What are you laughing at? I'm being serious!" Sun Xiulan slapped her daughter in exasperation.

Cheng Min smiled and looked at Chang Kun in front of her, and said softly, "Mother, Chang Kun is very good to me."

She leaned gently on her mother's shoulder, her voice soft.

"From Beijing to Nanjing, then from Nanjing to Nanchang, and then from Nanchang to here, more than two thousand miles, three places..."

"He accompanied me through the recruitment process without ever complaining."

Cheng Min's voice was tinged with laughter, but also with a slight sob.

"He knew I was anxious, so he coaxed me to play, took me here and there, and knew I was worried, so he tried all sorts of ways to cheer me up..."

She smiled and wiped her eyes.

"He once said he didn't like me being pretentious, and that being comfortable is the most important thing when two people are together."

Sun Xiulan smiled when she saw the smile on her daughter's face.

It's so nice to have a daughter who is pampered and loved by her own man.

"Okay, okay..." She patted her daughter's hand, "Mother is relieved."

With the daughter settled into a good marriage, all that's left are the eldest and youngest sons.

The streetlights cast a dim yellow light, illuminating the stone-paved road and the mottled old walls on both sides.

In the distance, the sound of bicycle bells jingling could be heard, and someone was slowly walking along carrying a shoulder pole.

Although resources were scarce in Guangzhou in the 1960s, it was still a major southern city, and there were still many local snacks on the streets.

Chang Kun walked ahead and saw a small shop with people gathered at the door. The aroma wafting out smelled delicious; it was a small shop selling wonton noodles.

"This is the place." He went in first.

The noodle shop is small, with a few wooden tables and benches. The stove is set up at the entrance, where an old chef is tending two large pots, one for cooking noodles and the other for simmering soup, both steaming hot.

Chang Kun asked Sun Xiulan and the others to sit down.

"Four bowls of wonton noodles."

The experienced chef responded and quickly added the seasonings to the bowl.

A pinch of salt, a little pork, and a few chopped green onions are added by ladling boiling broth from the pot into the soup. The broth becomes clear and the aroma immediately fills the air.

In another pot, wontons and bamboo-pressed noodles were scooped out together and placed in a bowl.

Chang Kun returned carrying a tray, placing a bowl in front of each person.

Sun Xiulan was stunned as she looked at the bowl of noodles in front of her.

The soup was clear, with tiny specks of oil floating on top.

The noodles were thin, yellowish, and neatly arranged.

There are four wontons lying on top, their skins so thin you can see the meat filling inside.

The chopped scallions sprinkled on top gave it a vibrant green color.

Having lived to such an old age, she had never seen anything so exquisite.

Cheng Xin stood there, chopsticks in hand, swallowing hard.

Cheng Min smiled, picked up her chopsticks, took a wonton, blew on it, and put it in her mouth.

"Mom, little brother, eat quickly, it's delicious!"

Sun Xiulan then picked up her chopsticks and carefully took a bite of a wonton.

The skin is so thin you can barely feel it, and the meat filling is sweet and savory with a hint of sesame oil.

The broth is incredibly delicious; one sip warms you right up to your stomach.

As she chewed, her eyes reddened again.

Cheng Min had already buried her head in her food, slurping it down, and quickly finished more than half of the bowl of noodles.

Chang Kun looked at him and smiled: "Eat slowly, ask for more if you're not full."

"Brother-in-law, this noodle is delicious! I've never had such good noodles before."

The wonton noodles were indeed very good; the broth was flavorful, the noodles were chewy, and the wontons were substantial.

Chang Kun recalled the snacks he had seen on the road earlier: rice noodle rolls, congee, and roast meats. Just looking at these things made his mouth water.

We can take them to try something else tomorrow.

After finishing a bowl of noodles, Sun Xiulan drank the soup clean, put down the bowl, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"That was a really satisfying meal."

Cheng Xin had licked the bottom of the bowl clean, but he was still a little unsatisfied.

Chang Kun added another half bowl for him, and the young man finally ate his fill.

By the time we finished eating, it was completely dark.

With the streetlights on, the family of four slowly walked back to the guesthouse. Cheng Xin was still savoring the deliciousness of the wonton noodles, licking his lips from time to time.

Sun Xiulan sat on the edge of the bed, Cheng Min sat down next to her, Chang Kun pulled her to sit beside him, and Cheng Xin squatted on the ground, looking up to listen to the adults talk.

Cheng Min spoke first: "Mom, let's buy tickets tomorrow and go back to Beijing."

"This...so fast?"

Cheng Min nodded and took her hand: "My dad is still waiting at home. Let's go back soon so our family can be reunited."

Sun Xiulan lowered her head and remained silent.

Cheng Min thought she had killed it out of joy, and shook her arm: "Mother?"

"Xiaomin, Mother can't leave tomorrow."

Cheng Min frowned: "Why?"

"I've lived in this village for over ten years. As an outsider, I'm so lucky to have survived this long. The old neighbors in the village have helped me a lot. We can't be ungrateful. Even if we don't get anything in return, we can't just leave without a word."

Sun Xiulan spoke softly, but her tone was firm.

Cheng Min opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Chang Kun spoke up from the side: "Mother is right. She raised my younger brother alone and managed to settle down and survive here. There must have been a lot of people helping her behind the scenes. If we just leave like this without a word, it would be too inappropriate."

Sun Xiulan looked up at Chang Kun and smiled.

Chang Kun continued, "Go back and say goodbye to the villagers and old neighbors. Thank those who deserve thanks, repay those who owe us, and see if there's anything we can do to help. We'll do our part."

Cheng Min hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded: "Then...then shall we go back with Mother tomorrow?"

"No... how about this, tomorrow we'll take Mother and my younger brother to change into new clothes, and then we'll stroll around Guangzhou while we're at it, before heading back the day after tomorrow."

"Yes, that's true. In the ten years or so that Mother has lived here, she hasn't really had a proper chance to explore this place, has she?"

Hearing that her daughter and son-in-law had discussed and agreed on the matter, Sun Xiulan felt it was inappropriate to refuse.

I just feel that I'm dressed well enough now, so why waste money on new clothes?

But then I thought about it again. I'll be going home to see my father soon, so I should at least dress presentably.

She glanced at her clothes secretly; they were her daughter's, made of a smooth, slippery material, and she felt they didn't quite fit her.

Chang Kun sat beside him, already making plans in his mind.

Tomorrow I'm going shopping. Besides clothes, I'll also buy some food so my mother-in-law can keep an eye on it and distribute some to the neighbors.

When I go back to the village the day after tomorrow, I'll take a look at the surrounding mountains.

If there is any game, bring some meat to the village so that the villagers can also be happy.

We may never meet again. When you receive a favor from someone, you should always try to repay them in some way.