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

Chang Dashan stared at the plate of ant eggs for a long time before finally reaching out with his chopsticks, picking up a small piece, putting it in his mouth, chewing it a couple of times, his expression subtle.

Even though others hesitated to eat, he always supported his son, the chef.

Liu Meifen looked at him: "How was it?"

Chang Dashan chewed twice more, swallowed, and said, "It's not good, you guys shouldn't eat it..."

As he spoke, he picked up another large chopstickful.

"If it's not good, why are you fighting over it?" Liu Meifen rolled her eyes at the old man and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. Every dish Xiao Kun makes is delicious!"

My uncle picked up a small piece, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and his brows slowly relaxed as he nodded.

Cheng Rongjiang and Sun Xiulan exchanged a glance and then picked up their chopsticks.

After several people had tasted it, their chopsticks kept reaching for it, and most of the ant eggs on the plate were gone.

After a few rounds of drinks, Cheng Rongjiang stood up with his glass in hand, and Sun Xiulan followed suit.

Cheng Rongjiang cleared his throat, looked at Chang Dashan and Liu Meifen, and said in a low but earnest voice, "In-laws, this glass of wine is a toast from Xiulan and me to you."

Chang Dashan quickly stood up, and Liu Meifen also put down her chopsticks.

Cheng Rongjiang's hand trembled slightly as he held the wine glass: "If it weren't for Xiao Kun, Xiulan would still be living a hard life in the rural area of ​​Guangzhou. We don't know how to thank this child enough."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened, and Sun Xiulan, standing beside her, also had tears in her eyes, lowering her head to wipe the corners of her eyes.

Chang Dashan quickly waved his hand: "Don't mention thank you, we're family."

Liu Meifen chimed in, "That's right, Xiaomin is also my daughter, her mother's affairs are our affairs."

The group clinked glasses, and Cheng Rongjiang downed his drink in one gulp. Sun Xiulan also took a big gulp, choked, and coughed twice. Cheng Min quickly patted her back.

Cheng Rongjiang poured another glass and turned to Liu Meiling and her husband.

Liu Meiling quickly stood up, and her uncle Lao Wang also put down his chopsticks, picked up his wine glass, and stood up.

Cheng Rongjiang, holding a glass of wine, looked at them earnestly: "Second sister, second brother-in-law, this glass is for you. If it weren't for your help, Xiulan and Xiaoxin's return to the capital wouldn't have been so smooth."

Liu Meiling waved her hands repeatedly: "We're family, why talk about these things?"

Uncle, holding his wine glass, smiled and clinked it against Cheng Rongjiang's: "Old Cheng, you're being too polite."

The two of them tilted their heads back and drank, and Liu Meiling also took a sip.

Sun Xiulan stood to the side, her eyes red-rimmed, holding Liu Meiling's hand and squeezing it tightly.

Liu Meiling patted the back of her hand and smiled, "Sister Sun, the good days are far from over."

At the younger generation's table, Cheng Jie stood up, holding a wine glass, his face already a little red.

He doesn't drink alcohol; he's the kind of person who gets drunk from just one glass of wine. But today, he was holding a glass of baijiu, and his hands were shaking.

Cheng Xin also stood up, and Cheng Min also stood up. The three of them held their wine glasses and looked at Chang Kun in unison.

Cheng Jie cleared his throat, his voice a little hoarse: "Xiao Kun, this glass is for you."

He paused, took a deep breath, and said, "If it weren't for you, my father and I would never know if we would ever see our mother again in this lifetime." Before he finished speaking, his eyes were already red.

Cheng Xin's eyes also reddened, and his hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly.

Cheng Min lowered her head, bit her lip, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Chang Kun quickly stood up and waved his hand, "Brother, what are you doing? Isn't this what a son-in-law should do?"

Cheng Jie ignored him and pushed the wine glass forward, saying, "This glass of wine is a toast, and we have no choice but to toast it."

Seeing his posture, Chang Kun knew he couldn't stop him. He glanced at Cheng Xin and Cheng Min, sighed, and picked up his wine glass.

"Brother, I'll drink this glass. But it's not fun if it's just the few of us drinking." Chang Kun gestured with his chin toward the table of elders.

"It's rare to get everyone together like this; who knows when the next time will be? Let's go over together and toast the elders."

Cheng Jie paused for a moment, then nodded.

Chang Kun then called to Hongxia and her eldest sister, "Second sister, eldest sister, come on over."

The whole family, with wine glasses in hand and soda bottles in hand, gathered around the table where the elders were sitting.

Chang Dashan and his uncle were drinking when they saw this scene. They were stunned for a moment, and then they laughed.

Chang Kun took the lead, raising his glass: "Father, Mother, Second Aunt, Uncle, Younger Uncle, Aunt..."

He called out to them one by one, "It's rare to get so many of you together, let's have a drink together!"

The younger generation held up their wine glasses, while the little girl held up her soda bottle.

The courtyard was full of people, their wine glasses clinking together in a continuous tinkling sound.

Chang Dashan's face was full of wrinkles from laughing, his uncle laughed too, Liu Meifen's eyes were a little red, and Liu Meiling's eyes also welled up with tears as she laughed.

Sun Xiulan stood to the side, looking at the people in the courtyard, and tears finally fell. But the corners of her mouth were turned up. Cheng Rongjiang put his arm around her shoulder and patted her.

Chang Kun drank the wine and looked at the people in the courtyard, feeling a warm glow in his heart.

After a hearty meal, the table was a mess of cups and plates.

The women worked together to clear the dishes. Liu Meifen carried a stack of plates into the kitchen, while Liu Meiling and Sun Xiulan helped wipe the table and sweep the floor. The aunt squatted by the basin to wash the dishes. The women chatted and laughed, and the kitchen became lively again.

The men moved to the persimmon tree in the yard, and Chang Dashan turned on the radio, which was playing Peking Opera.

He pulled up a chair, sat down, crossed his legs, squinted, and tapped his fingers on his knees.

My uncle sat next to me, holding a cup of tea, chatting with Cheng Rongjiang about the latest happenings in the city.

Chang Dashan would occasionally chime in, talking about the village's old, trivial matters, which the group listened to with great interest.

The little girls couldn't sit still any longer. Xiu'er grabbed Cheng Xin's hand and ran outside, shouting, "Brother Xin, let's go out and catch fireflies!"

Zixia followed behind, and Xiaoqing, Xiaomu, and Xiaoshui also rushed out in a swarm, and the alley was immediately filled with a noisy chatter.

Hongxia felt uncomfortable staying in the courtyard, afraid that her parents would nag about the marriage again, so she also went outside.

After leaving the courtyard, he leaned against the alley wall, watching the girls chasing after Cheng Xin. He had no interest in getting involved, and just looked up at the sky, lost in thought.

The fire on the stove had gone out, the soup was still warm, and there was still half a pot of dumplings left in the pot. Laughter from outside the yard could be heard from afar.

Happy times are always fleeting.

After chatting and laughing, the families went their separate ways.

This time, Cheng Min didn't go back to her parents' home with her mother; instead, she stayed and went back to the house with Chang Kun.

The girls waved goodbye reluctantly at the door, and Xiu'er called out to Zixia, "Come play again tomorrow!"

Zixia, however, was reluctant to go home. She clung to the door frame, muttering, "I still want to play with Xiuer."

After Liu Meiling coaxed her for a long time and promised to bring her again tomorrow, she finally let go of her hand with a pout, and was dragged away while looking back every few steps.

Xiuer stood at the courtyard gate, watching Zixia walk away, feeling a little lost. She turned around and ran to Chang Kun's room.

"Big brother, I want to sleep with you and Sister Xiaomin tonight!"