Twins from the 1970s, if you disagree, I'll slap you.

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The old village chief waved his hand and said to the crowd, "Alright, everything's clear now. It was just a misunderstanding. Sun Yanhua used her work points to buy meat to nourish her child; there's nothing wrong with that. Everyone, disperse, don't crowd around here!"

After saying that, he turned to leave.

"Village chief, wait a moment!" Lu Ye quickly called out to him, turned around and ran back into the house, took out two bulging cloth bags, and handed them to the old village chief.

"This bag contains corn, and this bag contains potatoes. We exchanged them ourselves, and we're giving them to you as a gift."

"That won't do!" the old village chief quickly refused. "This is what Da Chuan earned after a whole day of hard work chopping firewood. How can I accept it?"

"Please take it, I have more at home!"

Chen Dachuan also came over and said with a smile, "We are very grateful to you for testifying for Aunt Sun today, otherwise Wang Xia would definitely not have let it go. Consider this a small token of our appreciation."

Seeing that the two were adamant and could not refuse, the old village chief had no choice but to accept it.

"Thank you so much! Food is scarce these days, and every bite is precious. You're so generous; you're such thoughtful children!"

"Of course!" Lu Ye and Chen Dachuan said in unison.

The villagers who hadn't left yet looked at the two heavy bags of grain with envy.

"My goodness, these two bags of food are enough for my whole family to eat for a week! Sister Sun's family is so generous!"

"These two children know how to be grateful; they're sure to amount to something!"

Wang Xia stood to the side, pouting, and gave a sour snort: "I think they're all in cahoots! Sun Yanhua stole, and this is just to share the spoils with the old village chief!"

Upon hearing this, the villagers were immediately displeased and glared at her.

"Wang Xia! Shut up! Stop being so sour; you're clearly just jealous!"

"Exactly! The old village chief was fair and selfless his whole life, how could he possibly accept bribes? Can't you use your brain?"

"Even if it's about dividing the spoils, wouldn't it be done in such a grand display? Wang Xia, stop making a fool of yourself here!"

Wang Xia was thoroughly scolded, her face turning pale, but she dared not refute him anymore.

The villagers ignored her and gradually dispersed.

Seeing that everyone had left, Wang Xia didn't dare to stay any longer. She lowered her head, trying to sneak away.

Upon seeing this, Chen Dachuan, now known as the "Big Slap Immortal," quickly caught up and raised his hand to slap the man.

The next second, Wang Xia's body spun around uncontrollably, obediently moving closer and precisely catching the slap.

Snapped!

This slap sent Wang Xia sliding several meters along the ground, landing with a bruised and swollen face.

At the same time, the fat man's voice came from behind: "Aunt Wang! Let me give you a ride! Don't mention it! Come visit me anytime!"

Wang Xia lay on the ground, wincing in pain. She muttered angrily under her breath, "You little brat! The password..."

Back inside, Sun Yanhua was surprised to find two piles of fresh corncobs and potatoes covered in dirt on the floor.

"How come there are so many corn and potatoes?"

Chen Dachuan scratched his head, chuckled, and explained, "Uh, I earned the work points of ten people by chopping wood today, so I just exchanged them all for grain!"

"This will allow us to improve our meals, and it'll also help ease your burden. From now on, don't work too hard! We've got your back!"

Looking at the grain on the ground, Sun Yanhua felt both sorry for the work points she had saved up and even more sorry for the fat man who had suffered all day chopping firewood.

He didn't say anything more, but simply waved the pork in his hand, a satisfied smile on his face: "Alright! We happen to have some fresh potatoes, I'll make you some potato stew!"

"Great!" Chen Dachuan clapped his hands and exclaimed, his mouth practically watering. "I've been waiting for Aunt Sun's cooking!"

The family of three ate their fill at the meal.

Sun Yanhua, in particular, seems to have not eaten so much that she burped for many years.

She felt a little embarrassed when she burped.

Lu Ye and Chen Dachuan exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing undisguised joy.

Making sure Aunt Sun is well-fed is their first wish after being reborn.

From now on, they will ensure that Aunt Sun is warmly dressed, lives well, never suffers any more grievances, and lives a happy life.

Chen Dachuan leaned closer to Lu Ye and whispered, "Old Lu, you're really something! If we hadn't brought out all this corn and potatoes, Aunt Sun would definitely have been reluctant to eat them and would have saved them for us."

Lu Ye smiled and replied softly, "The sweet potatoes, soybeans, and sorghum in my space are all ripe. I've also planted the vegetable seeds you brought, and they'll be ready to harvest soon. From now on, we'll cook different dishes for Aunt Sun."

Chen Dachuan rubbed his stomach and smacked his lips, saying, "There's enough staple food and vegetables, but we're missing meat. I didn't get enough of this stewed meat today."

"Now that the space has a livestock area, we can buy some chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, cattle, and sheep to raise in there. This is up to you, Woodcutter Immortal." Lu Ye patted him on the shoulder.

Chen Dachuan chuckled: "Don't worry! Leave it to me!"

"I didn't realize, Fatty, you chopped up the equivalent of ten people's worth of food today, aren't you tired?" Lu Ye asked curiously.

"I was really tired before the system task was completed; I could barely lift my arms."

Chen Dachuan smirked, then became smug again: "But after unlocking the 'Woodcutter Immortal' title, my muscle strength doubled, making woodcutter a piece of cake, so easy!"

Sun Yanhua watched the two of them whispering to each other with their heads close together and asked curiously, "Are you two whispering to each other while eating? Is there something you can't let me hear? Your voices are so soft, like mosquitoes buzzing."

"No, Aunt Sun, we just wanted to say... that your cooking is so delicious, we want to eat it every day!"

Just then, a commotion of footsteps and voices suddenly came from outside the courtyard gate, as if a lot of people had arrived.

The three exchanged a glance, then got up and went out to check.

As soon as the door opened, a group of people were gathered at the entrance, with the village chief at the head.

This time it's the current village chief, not the old one.

Liu Bin was still standing in the crowd.

Chen Dachuan strode over, grabbed Liu Bin's arm, and whispered, "Binzi, what's going on? Why are so many people here? What are they doing blocking my doorway?"

Liu Bin lowered his voice and explained, "It's all because of the textile factory's constant thefts. The factory reported it to the police, and the village chief, along with the textile factory's accountant, is going door-to-door to investigate for thieves."

"Check for thieves?" Chen Dachuan frowned.

"Yes," Liu Bin nodded, "I heard that the thief went to the textile factory again last night and was caught by the accountant. He only saw the back of a young man, so now they are checking every eligible young man in the factory."

At this moment, the village chief walked over and said to Sun Yanhua, "Comrade Sun Yanhua, something was stolen from the textile factory again last night, and the thief was confirmed to be a young man. You have two teenagers in your family, so we've come over to check. Please cooperate."

Sun Yanhua didn't believe her two children would do such a thing, and immediately nodded: "Cooperate! Ono and Ogawa are here, you can investigate as you please."

The textile factory's accountant stepped forward and sized up Chen Dachuan.

His gaze swept over the man's chubby figure, and he immediately shook his head, denying it outright: "It wasn't him. The thief I saw last night was rather thin, not this fat."

Then, his gaze fell on Lu Ye, and his brows furrowed slightly.