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

At dinner, Chang Dashan ate spicy rabbit head with wine.

"Hiss—ha! You know what, this stuff is actually spicy! But it's pretty kicking!"

Chang Mei laughed from the side: "Dad, I think Xiao Qing looks just like you. Xiao Mu, Xiu'er, and I didn't find it spicy at all."

"Exactly, I don't think it's spicy at all. Even a professional chef couldn't make this flavor." Liu Meifen finished eating the rabbit head and felt very satisfied. She wondered where her son bought it; it must have been very expensive.

Xiao Changxiu finished another one, licking the chili oil off her fingers, and shouted, "Big pot...more!"

Chang Qing pouted, angry that she couldn't eat spicy food and all the good stuff went to other people's stomachs.

"Xiao Qing, eat this." Chang Kun poured pork skin jelly and fried cicadas into a bowl.

"This is the best. It's like jelly and not spicy at all." Chang Kun picked up a piece of pork skin jelly and handed it to Chang Qing.

"Wow! It's so delicious!" Chang Qing took a bite, her eyes lighting up, and grabbed another piece: "Big sister, you eat!"

She had never tasted such a smooth, bouncy, cool, and chewy texture before.

"Big brother, what's jelly?" Chang Qing asked, still eating, not forgetting the jelly her brother had mentioned. The name itself sounded delicious.

"Uh," Chang Kun was speechless for a moment. Jelly is definitely not available now. If he remembered correctly, it didn't exist until the 1980s.

Not getting a reply from his older brother, Chang Qing didn't care. He lost interest in meat buns, ate a few bites of pork skin jelly, and then had a fried cicada, keeping himself busy and happy.

After dinner, the little ones were all stuffed and ran to lie down on the east kang (heated brick bed), not wanting to move at all.

Chang Dashan told Liu Meifen and Chang Mei about what happened that day, mentioning that he had captured an enemy agent and that he might be awarded a medal for his meritorious service.

Liu Meifen and Chang Mei were both stunned. They had occasionally heard stories of enemy agents in the village, but they always felt that enemy agents were far away from them.

Unexpectedly, Chang Kun cooperated with the police station today to arrest an enemy agent.

"Xiao Kun, if you encounter spies in the future, don't rush forward!" Liu Meifen remembered that the legendary spies were all fierce and had three heads and six arms. If her son got hurt, it wouldn't be worth it.

"Hey, where did all these spies come from? It's just a coincidence today." Chang Dashan waved his hand, not wanting Liu Meifen to worry.

He didn't mention that his team leader had targeted him at work today. Even if he did, Liu Meifen couldn't do anything about it; it would only cause her more worry.

"What a coincidence! What a coincidence! It's your first day at work and you've already met this coincidence!" Liu Meifen glared at the old man. "And you, you should stay away from thugs and villains. Don't think you're still young."

Liu Meifen was stubborn but soft-hearted, and she gave the old man a piece of advice.

"Okay, okay." Chang Dashan waved his hand: "Go set up the radio, the aunts and uncles will be coming to listen to the opera later."

"That's right, this is the important thing." Liu Meifen carefully placed the radio on the stone table outside.

In recent days, villagers have been coming to listen to the radio after dinner every night. Liu Meifen is flattered and praised, and she can't stop smiling at these times.

The girls ate too much tonight and are still lying on the kang (heated brick bed) groaning and clutching their bellies.

"Xiao Mu, Xiu'er, do our bellies look like Aunt Chen from the east? I heard that means we're about to have a baby."

Chang Qing lifted her clothes, touched her bulging belly, and looked a little worried.

"Huh? I don't want to have a baby. All the baby does is cry." Chang Mu was a little scared. Yesterday, her older sister brought the baby to her parents' house. The baby did nothing but eat, poop, sleep, and cry.

At first, the aunts were quite fond of the baby, but after playing with him for a while, they got bored and thought that children were really scary and that adults would never want to have children!

Xiao Changxiu pouted, as if she was about to cry: "Big brother, I don't want to have Xiaobao, waaaaah..."

Chang Kun listened to the little ones' conversation and couldn't stop laughing.

He took out several Ji Gong pills from his spatial storage and stuffed them into the little girl's mouth. These pills contained hawthorn and dried tangerine peel, which were excellent for digestion.

The sound of opera playing on the radio in the courtyard drifted in through the window, and the little girls instantly jumped up, rushed to the window, and pricked up their ears to listen.

There are really no entertainment options in the village.

The comic books Chang Kun bought for them were read so many times that the edges were frayed.

The rabbit model kit has been disassembled and reassembled many times, and even Xiao Changxiu can skillfully put it back together.

The tin frog hopped from one end of the kang (a heated brick bed) to the other, from the threshold to the gate, hopping all over the house until it got tired of playing with it.

Listening to opera on the radio every night has become their most anticipated program.

Chang Kun was chatting with his older sister when she told him that she didn't have enough milk yet, and that her baby had only had formula three times that day, and the baby's face was thin from hunger.

He recalled how his nephew would visit him in his previous life and drink with him. Looking at his nephew's thin and small appearance now, Chang Kun became a little anxious.

Xiao Bao is used to breast milk and doesn't like formula, so he can't go hungry like this. He remembers that crucian carp and pig's trotters can help with milk production.

Whether it works or not, let's catch a few fish and see what happens. It just so happens that we haven't eaten fish at home in a long time.

Chang Kun arrived at the courtyard, greeted the elderly men and women, and slipped out through the crowd, preparing to go to the river to catch fish.

Using the system's sensors, they groped their way to the riverbank in the dark, walked along the river for a while, and then stopped.

According to my perception, this section has the most fish.

Before he came, he had already figured out how to catch fish. He just needed to block both ends of this section of the river with stones and drain the water, then he could go down and collect the fish.

The system upgrade is now complete, and the space can now hold external items.

Chang Kun put the stone into his spatial storage and threw it into the river. Before long, the river was blocked at both ends.

Draining river water is the same; just put the river water into the space and then put the water on the riverbank—it's effortless.

Less than half an hour later, a section of the river was drained, exposing the rocks and silt underneath.

There were hardly any stars in the sky. According to the system's sensors, fish and shrimp of all sizes were jumping around, like fireflies exposed to the night sky.

Chang Kun took out a sack that he had prepared in his spatial storage and picked through the fat crucian carp, the fierce black carp, and the slippery catfish, filling the sack to about half full.

There were more than a dozen large blackfish and catfish, which were killed by smashing them with stones and thrown into the space.

He carried a burlap sack on his back, which contained twenty or thirty crucian carp, each weighing three to five ounces.

The best crucian carp are this big, with fewer bones and tender meat; any bigger and the meat becomes tough.

The stone dam in the middle of the river was demolished. When Chang Kun returned to the courtyard, the Peking Opera on the radio had just finished playing.

"Where did Xiao Kun go?" asked Aunt Wu from Uncle Chang's family.

"I caught a few fish, I'll make soup with them." Chang Kun opened the burlap sack to reveal the crucian carp inside.

"Catching fish this late? Xiao Kun is getting more and more amazing."

A large group of villagers gathered around, discussing the scene before dispersing.

They had a hard time catching fish during the day, but Chang Kun was able to catch fish at night. The crucian carp in the sack weighed about ten pounds.

"Mom, I caught some crucian carp. I'll make a pork trotter and crucian carp soup tonight."

"Xiao Kun, don't go to the river at night, it could be terrible if you fall in." Liu Meifen took the fish and couldn't help but nag.

"Yes, I remember. This soup is good for lactation." Chang Kun whispered in his mother's ear.

"Your sister's love for you wasn't for nothing." Liu Meifen was very happy to see the deep affection between the siblings.

Chang Kun put the pig's trotters into a pot of cold water, brought it to a boil, blanched them, and then took them out and washed them carefully.

Just then, my mother and father finished cleaning and gutting the fish. Chang Kun heated the pan with cold oil and fried the fish until both sides were golden brown.

The little girls, drawn by the aroma, all ran to the stove and gathered around to watch. After settling Xiaobao in, the eldest sister also came to the stove.

"Young man, what are you cooking? Why are you putting so much oil in it?"

"Hehe, big sister, you guys wait and eat, this is good stuff."

He added half a pot of water, put in the pig's trotters, threw in a handful of wild scallions, and told Chang Qing to turn the fire up high.

The little girls' mouths watered as they looked at the fried fish on the stove; they couldn't wait for the pig's trotter and crucian carp soup to be ready.

Chang Kun moved a small stool, sat in front of the stove, and carefully peeled the fish meat, feeding it to the three little girls one small bite at a time.

The three little girls sat in a row, mouths agape, looking like baby birds in a nest waiting to be fed.

I patiently fed them five fish, and the little girls ate until their mouths were glistening with oil, their faces beaming with joy.