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

Several people instantly burst into laughter at the three little kids' adult-like words.

"Okay, stop standing here, go inside and rest for a while! You have to get up early tomorrow to travel!" Zeng's mother called out.

When talking about tomorrow's journey, the expressions of several people became much darker.

"Oh, God really doesn't want us to live!" Zeng's mother sighed. The drought has lasted for more than a year. The river has dried up long ago, and the crops in the fields have died due to lack of water.

Zeng's father listened and interrupted softly, "Okay, stop talking. When we get to the south, life will be better."

Zeng Siyuan also agreed, "Yes, mother. I heard that the south is much better than here."

Zeng Zhengen silently held Zeng's mother's hand to comfort her. The children also noticed the change in the atmosphere and became quiet, no longer making noise.

At this moment, a sarcastic voice came from inside the house: "Are you going to eat or not? It's already so late. Why do you need to be treated so many times just to eat? Can't you see that Cheng'er is almost starving to death?"

When Zeng's mother heard the sarcastic voice, her face darkened instantly. After entering the main hall, she pointed at the owner of the voice, Wang Huan, and started to curse him mercilessly.

"Eat, eat, eat. All you do all day is eat. Is our Zeng family going to be without a bite of food from you? Can't you wait just a little while?" Zeng's mother scolded him in the main room.

Wang Huan, who was originally sitting at the dinner table, shrank his shoulders in fear at Zeng's mother's scolding. On weekdays, Zeng's mother was quite kind to her daughter-in-law. When she occasionally made a fuss, Zeng's mother would just turn a blind eye and never scolded her in person like today.

"Mom...I..." Wang Huan called out softly, but when the words came to his lips he didn't know how to explain himself.

When Zeng's mother saw her daughter-in-law like this, she became even more furious. Just as she was about to scold her a few more times, Zeng Zhengen quietly tugged at her sleeve and whispered a few words of advice.

Under Zeng Zhengen's persuasion, Zeng's mother finally suppressed her anger and stopped talking.

"Okay, stop talking and let's eat!" Upon seeing this, Zeng's father spoke up to ease the atmosphere, and no one dared to say anything more.

Zeng Sicheng sat next to Wang Huan at the dinner table, eagerly waiting for the meal. Zeng Sirui was busy in the kitchen for a long time, and only came out hurriedly when Zeng's mother called her.

"Si Rui, come and sit next to your aunt!" Zeng Zhengen called.

Zeng Sirui cautiously came to Zeng Zhengen's side, timidly called her "Aunt", then stole a glance at Wang Huan, and seeing that she didn't say anything, he sat down gently.

Seeing the little girl so timid, Zeng Zhengen was filled with sympathy. Through the original owner's memory, she knew that the sister-in-law had always been unfriendly to girls.

After dinner, it gradually got dark. Zeng's mother arranged Zeng Zhengen and her two children in the room Zeng Zhengen had lived in before she got married. Because they had to leave early the next morning to escape the famine, Zeng's mother and others were busy packing up overnight.

The next morning, when Zeng Zhengen got up, his mother had already prepared the dry food needed for the journey. After the whole family hurriedly ate breakfast, they loaded the packed things onto the ox cart.

Clothes, quilts, pots and pans, hoes and sickles, two iron pots for cooking, and some stored food were all packed full. In addition to the ox cart, the wheelbarrow was also filled to the brim.

Just when the family had sorted out everything, the head of the village rang the gong and called the villagers to come.

"Let's go, hurry up, don't dawdle, Pan Yang has already started gathering the villagers to set off!" Father Yang urged loudly.

Zeng's mother originally wanted to check if there was anything she had missed, but now she couldn't care less. She quickly locked the door and set off with everyone.

Zeng Zhengen brought his three children and followed the Zeng family to the village entrance. As soon as they arrived at the village entrance, they saw a large group of villagers waiting to set off.

At Pan Yang's order, the famine-fighting team officially set off. The villagers looked back at the village where they had lived for decades, their eyes full of reluctance to leave.

Zeng's mother also looked back every few steps, and even when she left the village, she looked back at the house behind her reluctantly. Although Zeng Zhengen had the memories of the original owner, she did not have a deep feeling for Dapo Village. After all, she had just traveled through time, and both Dapo Village and Zhangguanbao were just unfamiliar places to her.

"Mom, will we never come back again?" Zhang Jiahu asked, looking up, with confusion and worry in his eyes.

Zeng Zhengen looked down at the boy's eyes, and a complex emotion surged in her heart. Although she knew that if she answered "yes" directly, the boy would definitely feel sad, she was unwilling to lie to him against her will. In the end, she chose to remain silent, holding the boy's hand, and continued to follow the team.

Along the way, everyone seemed to be in a heavy mood. Leaving their hometown, the reality of leaving their homeland made everyone feel depressed. There were also many elderly, weak, women and children in the team, and they walked very slowly.

Two hours later, someone in the team couldn't hold on any longer. "No, I can't walk any more, I need to stop and rest for a while." An old woman in her fifties couldn't hold on any longer and sat down on the side of the road.

Her actions resonated with the others, and they all began to ask for a rest. Zeng Zhengen and the other kids also felt extremely tired, especially at noon when the scorching sun was almost unbearable. Zeng Zhengen's cheeks were sunburned red, and the kids were sweating, but none of them complained of being tired.

Although Zeng's father and mother often work in the fields, walking for two hours straight and pushing a wheelbarrow was very strenuous for them. Zeng Siyuan was exhausted from pushing the wheelbarrow for such a long distance, but because the team did not stop, he could only hold on.

Finally, Pan Yang spoke up: "Everyone, let's rest here for a while!"

When the villagers heard that it was time to rest, they all ran to the shade of the trees on the roadside to catch their breath. Zeng Zhengen brought his three children and followed the Zeng family to sit under a big tree.

Zeng's mother quickly took out the dry food prepared in the morning from the package and gave each person a portion. Zeng Zhengen took the dry and hard biscuit and took a bite. Although it was very difficult to chew, she knew that if she didn't eat it, she would be hungry and unable to continue on her journey.