Sweet Dreams in Famine Years: The System Leads to a Brilliant Life

Because of the drought, this town only has this one well with water. No wonder the line is so long.

"If there are many people in the family, can't we fetch more water every day?" Zeng Zhengen continued to ask.

The old lady shook her head and said, "That won't do! The government has clearly stated that a family can only draw one bucket of water a day. If you are caught drawing more than that, don't even think about getting water tomorrow."

Zeng Zhengen was surprised when she heard this. She didn't expect that the official here was actually a good official who was dedicated to serving the people. She chatted with the old lady for a long time, and after finding out everything she wanted to know, she said goodbye and turned to walk towards the place where the team was resting.

When she returned to the camp, Pan Yang and the Zeng family's people saw her return and hurried forward a few steps, their eyes full of anticipation.

"Girl Zeng..."

"Zeng'er..."

"Mom, Uncle Pan, I'm fine!" Zeng Zhengen responded with a smile, "I walked around the town and finally found a well."

When they heard the news that Zeng Zhengen had found the well, everyone showed joyful expressions.

But before they could finish being happy, Zeng Zhengen's next words made everyone frown.

"Mr. Zeng, is this the only place with a well in the whole town?" asked an elderly lady.

"Yes, I asked. There is only one well in this town that can be used to draw water, so if you want to draw water you have to queue up," Zeng Zhengen replied.

After hearing this, everyone fell into deep thought. Finally, Pan Yang spoke up: "Since we have to queue up, let's send one person from each family to fetch water."

As soon as he finished speaking, the villagers picked up their wooden buckets filled with water and prepared to line up.

"Zeng'er, just wait and let your father and elder brother go." Zeng's mother said with concern.

"Yes! Zeng'er, just stay here. Dad and your elder brother will go fetch water." Zeng's father also agreed.

Zeng Zhengen shook his head and refused firmly: "Mom and Dad, just let Big Brother go alone. I still have enough water here."

"Zeng'er, don't worry. It's no problem for me to carry a bucket of water."

Zeng's father felt warm at heart when he saw his daughter was worried about him. He smiled and said, "I know you are thinking about me, but don't worry, I'm really fine."

Finally, Zeng Zhengen opened the water she had stored and showed it to Zeng's father and mother, which reassured them. She told Pan Yang the location of the well, and he led the villagers to line up to fetch water.

Zeng Zhengen then took out some chestnuts he had picked up from the mountain and prepared to make chestnut cakes. Zeng's mother and Wang Huan assisted him, while the children watched excitedly.

The process of making chestnut cakes is a bit tedious, and Zeng Zhengen was busy for more than an hour before the cakes were ready. When the chestnut cakes came out of the pan, Zhang Jiahu immediately wanted to reach out and take them.

But before his hand touched the cake, Zhang Jiajun quickly slapped it away.

"Brother, why did you hit me?" Zhang Jiahu asked dissatisfiedly.

Zhang Jiajun had a serious face, with helpless disdain in his eyes: "Have you forgotten the last time you ate chestnuts and got burned?"

When Zhang Jiahu heard this, he immediately retracted his hand and said unwillingly: "Then...then I'll eat later!"

Seeing Zhang Jiahu like this, Zhang Jiaqi couldn't help but tease him, "Third brother, you have forgotten the pain now that the wound has healed. It seems that the lesson you learned from being burned last time was too light."

Zhang Jiahu was immediately dissatisfied and pouted his lips and said, "Second brother, when you say this to me, aren't you afraid of losing me, your brother?"

Zhang Jiaqi rolled his eyes helplessly, turned around and didn't want to pay any more attention to his food-loving younger brother.

Zeng Zhengen and his mother watched the two brothers quarreling and couldn't help laughing.

"Mom, even you are laughing at me!" Zhang Jiahu pouted, looking unhappy.

Zeng Zhengen rubbed his head gently and comforted him, "No, how could your mother laugh at you!" As she said that, she handed Zhang Jiahu a piece of chestnut cake. He immediately took it, and the unhappiness on his face disappeared without a trace.

Zeng Zhengen then gave a piece of chestnut cake to the other kids.

"Dad and Mom, you should eat some chestnut cakes to fill your stomach first," Zeng Zhengen said as he took the chestnut cakes to his parents.

My great-grandfather and great-grandmother were indeed a little hungry, so they didn't refuse and each took a piece of chestnut cake and started eating.

Wang Huan was a little worried about Zeng Siyuan who was queuing for water, but when she saw the chestnut cakes coming out of the pot, she immediately put her worries behind her. She quickly reached out and grabbed a few pieces of chestnut cakes and began to devour them.

Zeng's mother was furious when she saw her like this, and immediately scolded her, "You are such a short-sighted thing, you eat like a starving ghost, you really have never seen the world!"

Wang Huan saw that Zeng's mother was angry, so he quickly smiled and said, "Mom, it's because the chestnut cakes Zeng'er made were so delicious that I couldn't help it!"

After this period of fleeing famine, Wang Huan realized that he could offend anyone in the family except his sister-in-law Zeng Zhengen, otherwise he would definitely not have a good life.

When Zeng's mother saw her useless appearance, she became even more angry.

"Mom, if you don't eat this chestnut cake now, it will get cold and won't taste as good anymore." Zeng Zhengen stepped out to smooth things over at the right time. Although she was not trying to protect Wang Huan, she was worried that Zeng's mother's anger was not worth it.

Zeng's mother glared at Wang Huan fiercely and snorted coldly: "Today, I will spare you for Zeng's sake. If you are so short-sighted again next time, I will send you back to escape famine with your family!"

When Wang Huan heard what Zeng's mother said, her face immediately turned pale. She was afraid that Zeng's mother would really drive her away, so she quickly assured him, "Mom, don't worry, I promise I won't do this again in the future."

Zeng's mother was too lazy to pay attention to her and directly picked up a chestnut cake and started eating. Wang Huan breathed a sigh of relief and then cast a grateful look at Zeng Zhengen. She thought Zeng Zhengen was deliberately helping her out. If Zeng Zhengen knew her thoughts, he would probably just smile coldly and think she was being sentimental.

Time passed by little by little until the hour of Hai, when Pan Yang and a group of villagers finally returned, dragging heavy buckets of water. Zeng Zhengen immediately stepped forward to take the bucket from Zeng Siyuan's hand, and said to him with a smile: "Brother, go and try the chestnut cakes I made to see if they are delicious!"