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

Zeng Siyuan smiled and said to Zeng Zhengen: "Zeng'er, you don't need to help me, I can carry it over by myself."

Zeng Zhengen just opened his mouth to say something when he suddenly saw Wang Huan running towards him in a hurry.

"Dad, let me carry it! Go try the chestnut cakes made by my little sister, they taste really good!" Wang Huan said as he snatched the bucket from Zeng Siyuan's hand and hurried towards the tent.

Wang Huan did this not because she was diligent, but because she knew that she had just made her mother-in-law angry. If she didn't behave more diligently, she was afraid that her mother-in-law would really kick her out of the house.

Zeng Zhengen saw this, smiled slightly, said nothing more, and acquiesced to Wang Huan's action.

As the night deepened, even though they had already arrived in town, Pan Yang still arranged for several people to take turns keeping watch, just in case.

At midnight, everyone had fallen asleep, and even the villagers who were on night watch were gradually becoming drowsy. There was only the faint chirping of insects in the night sky, and the surroundings were silent, as if everything had entered a peaceful state of stillness.

At this moment, a sharp cry suddenly broke the quiet night sky.

"Catch the thief! Come on, catch the thief!"

The piercing sound suddenly woke Zeng Zhengen up. Although she was some distance away from the source of the sound, she sat up immediately with her keen alertness.

Zeng Zhengen quickly stood up and glanced at the situation in the tent. Seeing that the three little guys were still sleeping soundly and there was no sign of anything being disturbed in the tent, she felt relieved and walked out of the tent quietly.

At this time, a lot of people had gathered outside a tent at the edge. Pan Yang stood in the front, frowning, staring at Su Pozi who was crying and shouting.

"Mrs. Su, don't be so quick to cry. Tell me what happened quickly." Pan Yang asked in a deep voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the villagers around him began to echo him.

"Yes, Mrs. Su, please stop crying! Didn't you say you were going to catch a thief? What was lost?"

"How can we help you catch the thief if you don't say anything?"

Mrs. Su cried for a long time, and finally stopped wailing. She tightly grasped Pan Yang's sleeve and said with tears in her eyes: "Village chief, you must make a decision for us! That damn thief actually stole all the money in our family. How can we live like this!"

"Wow...silver, my silver! It's all gone. How can our family survive?" Grandma Su's crying made the wailing sounds around her rise and fall, sounding even more miserable.

Pan Yang looked at the chaos and had a severe headache. He was anxious but had no idea what to do. The edges of the tents were torn open, and there were obvious marks of daggers on the oil paper. It was obviously a premeditated theft.

He looked around and found that the villagers whose belongings were stolen were those who had set up tents at the edge of the camp. Zeng Zhengen was far away from these tents and was obviously not affected. He was moved and placed his hope on Zeng Zhengen, perhaps she could find a way to track down the thief.

"Mr. Zeng, is it really impossible to find the thief?" Pan Yang asked unwillingly, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

Zeng Zhengen shook his head slightly and sighed, "Uncle Pan, the thieves may have already taken advantage of the chaos and left. The town is so big and we are not familiar with the road conditions. It would be extremely difficult to catch up with them. In addition, it was a dark and windy night. The thieves were well prepared and may have already run away."

When the families who lost their silver heard Zeng Zhengen's words, they cried even harder.

The thief could not be caught, and the silver could not be recovered. What would they eat next? There was still a long way to go to the south, and the villagers who had lost their silver became more and more desperate. The other villagers saw this and felt bad, but they could do nothing. After all, everyone was fleeing famine together, and there was not much food and silver. Who would dare to easily give it to others?

Pan Yang looked at everyone's expressions and felt helpless. He was silent for a moment, sighed, and then slowly spoke to comfort them: "Don't be too sad, everyone. Fortunately, we found some silver from those servants before. When it gets light, we can use the silver to buy some food. When we distribute the food, I will give more to your families, so that we can at least hold on for a few more days."

Although food was limited, Pan Yang's words made the villagers who had lost their silver feel more at ease. Although life was difficult, at least there was a glimmer of hope.

After listening to Pan Yang's arrangement, no one of the other villagers raised any objections. After all, they all fled from the same village, so helping each other was natural. No one would care about gains and losses at this time.

After hearing the arrangement, the families who lost their silver were temporarily relieved, although their worries were not reduced. Seeing that everyone was a little calmer, Pan Yang said a few more words to comfort them, and then asked everyone to go back to their tents to rest.

However, who would dare to sleep after such a thing happened? Although everyone returned to the tent, they all sat there with their eyes wide open, fearing that if they closed their eyes, their money would also be stolen by the thieves. The villagers waited silently in their tents for dawn.

After a long wait until the dawn, everyone started to pack up, not even in the mood for breakfast. After a busy period, everyone finally packed up their luggage, and the shops in the town opened for business one after another.

Pan Yang led the villagers into the town and found a grain store. He asked about the price of grain and found that the price here was similar to other places, not as high as in Huaqi Town. So he did not hesitate to use all the silver he stole from the servants to buy grain, and finally bought more than 1,000 kilograms of brown rice.

There are more than 60 households in Dapo Village, and each household can get more than 20 kilograms of brown rice on average. Pan Yang took special care of the families who lost their silver and gave them 30 kilograms of food. Although the food was not much, it allowed everyone to survive for a few more days and alleviated the current predicament.

After buying the food, Pan Yang led the team out. As soon as the team left the town and continued to move south, they walked for about a few miles before a carriage appeared not far ahead. Although the carriage looked quite simple, Zeng Zhengen noticed that the guards surrounding the carriage were all extraordinary in their skills and temperament.

The carriage was moving very slowly, and had almost no advantage over the fleeing group.

In this way, Zeng Zhengen and his team followed the carriage all the way. The guards driving the carriage did not seem to care about the refugees following behind, and Zeng Zhengen even had the illusion that the guards were deliberately traveling with them.

Three days later, the team arrived at a canyon. Zeng Zhengen frowned and stared at the towering mountains on both sides. Suddenly, she felt uneasy. She walked quickly to Pan Yang and said seriously, "Uncle Pan, let's get out of this canyon as soon as possible!"

Seeing her serious expression, Pan Yang couldn't help but get nervous. He looked around carefully and felt that something was wrong with the environment in the canyon. He immediately realized that the situation might be bad.