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

"Please, don't hurt my son. I will definitely get you some food!" Zhang Susu cried, her eyes full of fear and despair. "Those people have a lot of food. I'll go and beg them again, and they will definitely agree to let us return to the team. Just don't hurt my son."

Other village women with children also knelt down and begged the refugees: "Please let our children go! That group must have a lot of food. We will definitely find a way to sneak into the group and bring the food out."

They thought that as long as they could return to the team, they could cooperate with the refugees and take out all the food from the villagers to save the children. They were willing to do whatever it took to save the children.

When the refugees heard them speak so confidently, they immediately thought of the carriage and cart in the previous team, and immediately came up with an idea. Since they still wanted to return to the team, they might as well give them another chance. Anyway, they had no other choice.

The leading refugee nodded and said in a cold voice: "Okay, we will give you one more chance. But remember, if you can't get the food back, don't blame us for turning our backs on you!"

Zhang Susu kowtowed repeatedly when she heard there was an opportunity, "Thank you! We will definitely be able to get some food!"

Several people hurriedly chased in the direction Zeng Zhengen and the others left, thinking only of how to get back into the team. However, they didn't know that no matter how hard they tried, Zeng Zhengen and the others had already left them far behind, and their plan was doomed to fail this time.

On the other side, Zeng Zhengen and his party did not stop along the way, and focused on their journey, heading straight for Anshun. After nearly half a month of trekking, they finally arrived at the city gate.

Anshun is a must-go place to the south, and the city is already crowded with refugees from all over the country. In front of the city gate, the dense crowds make the entire city gate look particularly crowded. In order to prevent the refugees from rioting, the government sent a large number of officers and soldiers to guard the city gate with strict vigilance.

Pan Yang looked at the refugees crowded at the city gate, and his heart was suddenly filled with worry. He said to Zeng Zhengen with a sad face: "Zeng girl, so many refugees are blocking the city gate. If the city doesn't let us in, what should we do? Wouldn't all our escape be in vain?"

Zeng Zhengen knew Pan Yang's worries. They had fled all the way to Anshun, and were only one step away from entering the south. If they were turned away at this time, all their previous efforts would be in vain.

"Uncle Pan, I'll go ask later about the rules for entering the city." Zeng Zhengen said with a firm look.

After settling the three children, Zeng Zhengen walked towards the city gate. Before she got close, the soldiers guarding the gate stopped her. "What are you doing?" an officer asked in a cold and unceremonious tone.

Zeng Zhengen smiled and quickly took out a small piece of silver from her sleeve and quietly put it into the officer's hand. "Sir, I am a commoner who fled from the north. I want to know the rules of entering Anshun. I wonder if you can make some concessions?" She said in a humble tone, with a smile on her face.

The soldier weighed the silver in his hand, his expression visibly eased, and he put the silver in his arms.

"If ordinary people want to enter Anshun, they just need to register over there with their household registration, and then they can enter the city." The soldier pointed to a table not far away.

Zeng Zhengen looked in the direction of his hand and found a soldier sitting at the table, carefully recording something with a brush. After thanking the soldier, she immediately returned to the team and told Pan Yang and his group what she had learned.

Hearing that he only needed to register to enter the city, Pan Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension on his face dissipated. "It's good to be able to enter the city! It's great!" He couldn't help but whisper to himself.

After Zeng Zhengen finished talking to Pan Yang, he walked towards the Zeng family. "Zeng'er, how is it? Can we go into the city now?" Zeng's mother asked anxiously.

Everyone in the Zeng family looked at her expectantly, waiting for her answer. "Well, mother, we can go to the city now. Remember to prepare your household registration, as it will be needed when you register later."

Hearing the news that she could go to the city, Zeng's mother also smiled. "Great, I'll go prepare the household registration right away." After saying that, she immediately went to find the household registration.

The three little guys were extremely excited, especially the third oldest, Zhang Jiahu, who was so happy that he almost jumped up. "Mom, after we enter the city, we don't have to flee anymore, right?"

The eldest and second brothers also looked at Zeng Zhengen expectantly, their eyes full of desire. After such a long and difficult escape, they were already tired of wandering and longed to settle down in one place.

Zeng Siyuan also paid attention to Zeng Zhengen and asked, "Zeng'er, Anshun is not suffering from drought and is not far from the south. Can we settle down here?"

Although Zeng Zhengen also wanted to settle down and end the days of fleeing famine, although Anshun was close to the south, the drought there was not as severe as in the north!

But if it were in Anshun and Anding, it would definitely be inappropriate.

"Brother, although there is no drought in Anshun, this is where the most refugees gather. If we settle here, I'm afraid we won't be able to live a peaceful life in the future."

Zeng Siyuan scratched his head, looking confused. "Aren't the refugees stopped outside the city by the soldiers? What do we have to worry about?"

"Yes, Zeng'er, we have been fleeing from famine for two months, and the weather is getting cold. If we don't settle down soon, we will be in trouble when the cold winter comes!" Wang Huan also echoed and expressed his concern.

In fact, there are many villagers who think the same way as Wang Huan. As soon as Pan Yang told everyone that they could move to the city, several people came to ask if they could settle down in Anshun.

Pan Yang also wanted to find a place to stay as soon as possible. After hearing the villagers' proposal, he was a little shaken, so he ran to find Zeng Zhengen. "Girl Zeng, I have something to discuss with you."

When he told the villagers about their ideas, Zeng Dongxi was just about to analyze the pros and cons of settling in Anshun with the Zeng family. Hearing that Pan Yang was asking the same question, he discussed it all in front of him.

"First of all, settling down in Anshun will indeed stop us from fleeing famine, and there is no disaster here, so we can open up wasteland to make a living. But Anshun is the only way to the south, and as more and more disaster victims flock to the south, the number of refugees outside the city will only increase."

"If the government doesn't settle these refugees, there might not be any trouble in the short term, but over time, these people will definitely not be willing to sit and wait for death. Once the refugees riot, what's the point of us settling here?"

After listening to Zeng Zhengen's explanation, Pan Yang and the Zeng family suddenly felt enlightened and realized that their previous views were too short-sighted. "It turns out that Zeng girl has thought it through! If we settle down rashly, if the refugees really riot, we will really have no way to survive."

Pan Yang admired Zeng Zhengen even more, and silently decided in his heart that he would discuss everything with her in the future, so that he could feel more at ease.

After Pan Yang left, he conveyed Zeng Zhengen's opinion to other villagers. "Village chief, since Zeng said so, we will listen to her."

"Yes, it's right to listen to Zeng girl. If it weren't for her along the way, how could we have made it to Anshun smoothly!"

After everyone reached a consensus, Pan Yang began to organize the villagers to pack up and prepare to go into the city.

Arriving at the city gate, Pan Yang led the villagers directly to the registration office. Seeing their team was so large, the refugees around them wanted to join them and follow them into the city.

The villagers saw the refugees coming over and thought they were trying to steal their things, so they screamed in fear. The officers and soldiers heard the screams and rushed over quickly.