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

Chang Mei packed up the baby's clothes, diapers, and some formula.

Before they could even have lunch, the group hurriedly left.

I rushed home.

My mother, Liu Meifen, went to my younger brother's house and hasn't returned yet.

Changmei placed the sleeping Xiaobao on the East Pit.

Then I walked around and looked at the east house, west house, and courtyard one by one.

She was heavily pregnant and in postpartum confinement, so she hadn't been back to her parents' home for over a year.

Returning to my parents' home at this time, I felt a sense of familiarity in every place.

Chang Kun took out the last few pieces of pork jerky from the system space and gave them to his older sister and younger sister to fill their stomachs.

Next, heat oil in a wok and stir-fry the remaining skinned rabbit and field mouse meat.

Smelling the aroma, the four sisters gathered around the stove.

"Brother, why did you put so much oil in? Mom will scold you when she gets back."

Chang Qing laughed: "Big sister, our mother wouldn't bear to scold our eldest brother. He cooked like this last night, and she didn't say anything."

Chang Mu chimed in, "Mother said that the oil and meat in the house were all earned by my eldest brother from hunting, so he can use them as he pleases, as long as they're not wasted."

Chang Mei licked her lips and sniffed hard:

"It smells so good, it must taste even better!"

Chang Xiu leaned closer and said, "It's delicious, Xiu'er... loves it!"

Everyone laughed. Little Xiu'er had the biggest craving and always got her share of the good food.

The meat had just come out of the pot when Chang Dashan returned.

Seeing Chang Mei at home, he was overjoyed and reached out to grab her arm.

"My eldest daughter is back!"

"Dad!" Chang Mei was also a little excited and pulled her father to Dongkeng to see her son.

"Look, your grandson."

Chang Dashan rubbed his hands together and chuckled a few times:

"Look at my grandson, he looks just like his maternal grandfather."

Chang Kun chuckled at this. When he saw his nephew that morning, he also remarked that his nephew resembled him.

The stir-fried rabbit and field mouse meat were steaming hot, and the soybeans simmering in the pot were also beginning to emit a fragrant aroma.

The family chatted and laughed around Xiaobao for a while before going to the octagonal table for dinner.

"Big sister, try this leg meat, it's the best."

Chang Qing gave her favorite field mouse leg to her eldest sister.

Chang Mei smiled, took a bite, and said:

"Xiaoqing seems to have become much more sensible."

Xiao Changxiu leaned against her eldest sister, raising the piece of meat in her hand:

"Big sister, I'm here too..."

"Mmm, delicious. Xiuer is so thoughtful."

Chang Xiu was pleased with the praise and climbed back onto her little stool.

The family had just finished eating when the little boy on the kang (a heated brick bed) started crying loudly.

Chang Mei picked up Xiao Bao and instructed:

"Xiaoqing, bring out the bag of baby formula I brought back."

I fed the baby spoonful by spoonful with a small spoon. As soon as he drank the milk powder, his crying stopped immediately, and he licked it with his little mouth.

Upon seeing this, Chang Dashan asked:

"Xiaomei, why are you feeding Xiaobao this formula?"

Chang Mei sighed:

"Dad, after I got a fever last time, my breast milk supply wasn't enough, and I've been relying on the formula that Xiao Kun gave me these days."

After hearing this, Chang Dashan got up, took a bag of milk powder from the cabinet, and placed it on the kang (a heated brick bed).

"There's still more than half a bag left. If it's not enough, have your brother get some more. We can't let my grandson go hungry."

This was also brought back by Chang Kun. The whole family ate it once, and then never ate it again.

Chang Mei nodded and smiled, but didn't say anything.

Without this formula, my baby would only be able to eat cereal and rice cereal, and I don't know how hungry he would be now.

"Xiao Kun, I heard from the elders that pig's trotters can help with lactation, shall we go up the mountain to see?"

Chang Dashan thought to himself, "There's still milk powder to feed him now. If we run out of it, my grandson will go hungry. That won't do."

I went to the mountains a couple of days ago, but instead of hunting a wild boar, I managed to kill a black bear.

My son is a skilled hunter, so since he's not at work yet, we might as well take him for a stroll in the mountains.

Chang Kun nodded. "Okay, Dad, let's go."

I happened to want to hunt a wild boar and see if I could trade it for a bicycle.

This way, my parents can ride a bike to and from get off work instead of having to walk between the city and the countryside.

"Dad, I'm back. You should rest. The sun outside is scorching hot." Chang Mei pulled Chang Kun back, not wanting her father and younger brother to go into the mountains under the blazing sun.

Chang Dashan waved his hand, ignoring Chang Mei.

Hunting, like fishing, can be addictive.

Previously, the villagers had gone hunting too often, and their bodies couldn't keep up with the physical exertion, so they went into the mountains less and less often.

These past few days, Chang Dashan and his son went into the mountains and hunted black bears and wolves. Now they are in high spirits.

The two had just stepped out of the courtyard gate.

I saw Cheng Rongjiang riding his bicycle towards me, followed by two young men carrying guns.

"Uncle Cheng!" Chang Kun greeted him.

"Xiao Kun, where are you going?"

Cheng Rongjiang saw that Chang Kun and Chang Dashan, father and son, had burlap sacks on their heads and long guns on their shoulders, looking like they were about to go into the mountains.

"Let's go for a stroll in the mountains and see if we can catch anything."

Cheng Rongjiang parked the car in the yard. "Perfect timing, Xiao Kun, I was just about to ask you to come into the mountains with me."

I thought you were going to work today, but I didn't see you, so I came to find you.

"Uncle Cheng, are you in the mountains on business?"

"The project I'm working on, which involves venomous snakes, has been delayed for several days because I got bitten by a tussock moth."

I'm fully recovered now, so I need to hurry.

"During my hospital stay these past few days, I've seen quite a few people bitten by venomous snakes, and none of them recovered."

Chang Kun nodded: "Okay, Uncle Cheng, there are plenty of poisonous snakes in these mountains, I know where to find them."

He didn't ask Cheng Rongjiang why there were only three people left in his team, presumably because they had been traumatized by the venomous snake.

The group slowly walked into the mountains.

On the way, Chang Kun kept the system's sensors on, and he let any wild rabbits he sensed go.

If you sense a pheasant, go check it out. Even if you can't catch it, it's okay. Just pick up a few wild eggs to take back to your older sister and younger sister to make steamed egg cakes.

Cheng Rongjiang followed Chang Kun casually, watching him shoot a pheasant one moment and pick up a few wild eggs the next.

In less than half an hour, Chang Kun had two pheasants in the sack behind him and more than a dozen wild eggs in the cloth bag in his hand.

Cheng Rongjiang was stunned.

Having worked at the animal research institute for many years, he knew all too well how difficult it was to catch prey.

Speaking of marksmanship, the two young men behind him are retired soldiers, and their marksmanship is quite good.

Having good marksmanship doesn't guarantee you'll be able to hit your prey.

Things from the mountains are always more shrewd than people.

Whether it's sight, smell, or hearing, they are far superior to humans.

The most important thing for hunting in the mountains is to be able to find prey.

Hunters usually return empty-handed because they simply can't find any prey.

But Chang Kun's behavior in the mountains was like strolling through a vegetable garden; he knew which eggplant was ripe and which persimmon was red, and he could just walk over and pick them.

He saw Chang Kun go into the bushes again and take out a nest of wild eggs. He couldn't help but ask:

"Xiao Kun, how did you know there were wild eggs in that grass?"

Chang Kun replied with a smile:

"Uncle Cheng, you'll naturally know once you've spent enough time in the mountains."

Chang Dashan pursed his lips; his son was talking nonsense again.

If we're talking about who in the village runs through the mountains the most times, Chang Dashan is definitely one of the top two.

My son, Chang Kun, has rarely been into the mountains since he was a child, and I don't know where he learned to hunt.

The group chatted idly as they crossed one hill after another.

"Uncle Cheng, there are quite a few snakes on that hill ahead, but I don't know if any of them are poisonous."

A few days ago, when Chang Kun passed by, he sensed that there were many snakes under the rocks.

However, catching snakes requires turning over rocks, and snakes have little meat, so Chang Kun was unwilling to go through that trouble.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Rongjiang was greatly encouraged.

"Let's go, let's hurry up!"

Suddenly, Chang Kun's expression changed.

"Uncle Cheng, wait! Something's wrong over there!"

According to the system's detection, a large creature weighing two or three hundred pounds is confronting something that looks like a spicy snack strip.