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

Chang Kun laughed for a long time before he finally calmed down.

Wiping away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes, she explained the meaning of Xiao Cui's words to Zhang Quhun.

Looking at Zhang Quhun's flushed and embarrassed face, he sighed.

"What Xiao Cui meant was that she went home and told her parents that she was already yours."

Think about it, what can parents do when their daughter has said that? If they don't agree, their daughter's reputation will be ruined. These days, a girl's reputation is more important than her life.

Zhang Quhun was stunned. His mouth opened and closed repeatedly before he finally managed to stammer out, "She...she's gambling with her entire life's reputation!"

Chang Kun nodded and patted him on the shoulder: "So, you have to treat Xiao Cui well from now on, and don't let her really suffer any injustice."

Zhang Quhun's eyes reddened, he lowered his head, rubbed his face vigorously, and his voice was muffled.

"Brother Kun, if I... if I, Zhang Quhun, ever wrong Xiaocui in this life, I'm not human!"

Chang Kun didn't say anything more, just looked at him.

Zhang Quhun raised his head, his eyes brighter than before, as if he were holding back a lot of energy.

"Alright, stop venting." Chang Kun stood up. "Xiao Cui can talk to her mother herself. As for you, go to work, save money, and stop looking so dejected."

Zhang Quhun nodded vigorously and then stood up.

Chang Kun walked to the door, then turned back to look at him again: "By the way, about your father, and your older brother and sister-in-law, if you can avoid it, then don't. You can only take care of them for a while, not forever. Just do your duty of filial piety and make sure your father doesn't go hungry. As for the rest, don't meddle."

Zhang Quhun's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.

Indeed, since I started working, I've brought home a lot of food, but my father hasn't eaten much of it; most of it has ended up in my sister-in-law's stomach.

It makes me so angry just thinking about it!

If it weren't for the fact that they were siblings from the same mother, he would have refused to acknowledge that older brother long ago!

Chang Kun didn't say anything more, opened the door and went out.

Zhang Quhun's voice came from behind: "Brother Kun, thank you."

Chang Kun didn't even turn his head, just waved his hand.

When I got home, my mother and older sister had already finished preparing the dishes.

The yellow croaker was scaled, the roe deer meat was minced, the pheasant was plucked, the blue sheep was cut into pieces, and even the razor clams were purged of sand and arranged in a basin.

Chang Mei was peeling garlic, while Liu Meifen squatted in front of the stove adding firewood. The water in the pot had already boiled and was bubbling away.

"Oh, the chef's back?" Chang Mei looked up at him, a half-smile on her face. "We've been busy here all day, and you've gone out to relax."

Chang Kun chuckled, rolled up his sleeves, took the apron and tied it on: "Now that I'm back, leave the rest to me."

Liu Meifen stood up from the stove, dusted off her hands, and leaned close to Chang Kun, asking in a low voice, "How's Qu Hun doing?"

Chang Kun glanced at her but didn't reply.

He dared not tell his mother about Xiao Cui's idea, lest she blab and it ruin the girl's reputation.

He gave a vague reply: "It's alright, I have a clever plan."

What kind of talk is that?!

Liu Meifen glared at him, wanting to ask more, but Chang Kun had already turned around to get busy, so she had to give up.

There were quite a few things on the stove, and Chang Kun mentally reviewed the menu.

Old wine with razor clams, ant eggs stir-fried with eggs, stinky tofu heated up, and egg yolk pastries saved as a snack after the meal.

Yellow deer meat is stir-fried quickly over high heat until tender.

When stewing dragon meat, add a few slices of ginger for a clear and flavorful broth.

Steam the large yellow flowers, one per person, and drizzle with hot oil.

The squirrel was roasted, brushed with honey, and cut into small pieces; it was sweet and delicious.

Slice the lamb, stir-fry it with scallions, and it's tender and has no gamey smell.

The roe deer meat filling is ready. Add some cabbage and we'll make dumplings.

For cold dishes, try smashed cucumber, tomato salad with sugar, and stir-fried broccoli.

With the menu in mind, Chang Kun's hands were already moving.

Heat oil in a wok, sauté ginger and garlic until fragrant, then pour in the venison. With a sizzling sound, the aroma bursts forth.

Chang Mei helped hand over the seasonings, while Liu Meifen squatted back down in front of the stove to add firewood. This time, she didn't complain about using too much oil when entertaining her in-laws. The three of them were so busy in the kitchen that their feet barely touched the ground.

Xiuer and Zixia were bickering in the courtyard, and Xiaobao was laughing and babbling every now and then.

We invited our in-laws today, and Chang Dashan returned very early.

After changing into clean clothes, I circled the kitchen doorway twice, but couldn't get involved, so I went to the yard to set up a table.

Liu Meiling also arrived early. As soon as she entered the yard, she put her bag on the table, rolled up her sleeves, and went into the kitchen.

"Big sister, let me help." She took the garlic from Chang Mei's hand and squatted down by the basin to peel it.

Liu Meifen was busy at the stove, not even looking up, talking to her younger sister about Xiao Cui's marriage.

"You know, I'm a terrible matchmaker, caught in the middle. I don't even know what's going on with Qu Hun yet, and Xiao Cui's mother kicked me out."

Liu Meiling paused in her garlic-peeling hand, having heard her older sister mention it before: "What's going on? How high are that girl's standards?"

"The conditions aren't high; they just think the Zhang family is poor, the father is disreputable, and the brother and sister-in-law are scoundrels," Liu Meifen sighed.

"How can you blame me? I couldn't possibly lure that girl into my home, could I?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Meiling thought of her own Hongxia.

He tossed the garlic he was holding into the basin, wiped his hands, stood up, and glared at Liu Meifen: "Sister, you always have time to meddle in other people's business. How old is Hongxia? Why don't you help her make some arrangements?"

Liu Meifen was taken aback, then turned to look at her: "Hongxia? With your family's conditions and status, where am I supposed to find a suitable young man to match her?"

She shuttled between the supply and marketing cooperative and her home every day. The highest-ranking person she knew was a section chief, and he was far below Hongxia in rank if she wanted to be with him.

We can't just randomly pair people up...

Liu Meiling opened her mouth, then closed it again.

My older sister is absolutely right!

Let's find our daughter a man from a less privileged family. She's not content with that. Let's find someone of equal social standing. That brat Hongxia is always finding fault with everything.

That would drive her crazy!

Chang Kun was chopping vegetables nearby, the knife never stopping, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly.

Chang Mei peeled garlic with her head down, her shoulders trembling, but she didn't dare to laugh out loud.

Seeing that her younger sister was silent, Liu Meifen turned back to add firewood, muttering, "It's your own daughter, you don't care about her, but you blame me."

Liu Meiling sighed, her voice tinged with grievance: "I'm not worried? I'm so worried that I can't sleep well every day. I barely slept last night and only managed to catch up on some sleep during the day."

Chang Mei looked up and gave her a strange look: "Isn't it a bit much for Sister Hongxia's matter to be in such a hurry?"

Liu Meiling was stunned for a moment, her face flushed red, and she quickly lowered her head, pretending to pick up the garlic cloves that had fallen on the ground.

Several people in the kitchen were watching her. She stammered for a long time before finally managing to say, "Well... it's about Hongxia that I can't sleep."

After taking the pills Xiao Kun gave me, for some reason, I kept wanting to have a son.

She and her husband stayed up all night last night, and she almost accidentally let it slip...