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

"What are you making so much noise for? Be quiet, or you won't be allowed into the city!" the soldiers shouted harshly, their voices as cold and hard as iron.

The villagers of Dapo Village panicked and hurriedly explained: "Sir, it's not us who are making trouble, it's these refugees who are rushing over here and trying to steal our things!"

When the officer heard the words "robbery", his eyes immediately became fierce. He looked coldly at the refugees who rushed over. The refugees were immediately trembling with fear and quickly waved their hands to explain: "No, no, sir! We didn't rob anything, we just wanted to follow in."

The officers and soldiers ignored their explanations and just swung their whips and beat them hard.

"Snap!" The long whip fell and hit a refugee who had no time to dodge, making a crisp sound.

The scene suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and everyone held their breath, as if the air had frozen. After an unknown amount of time, someone suddenly shouted out, "The soldiers have killed someone!"

This sentence seemed to have lit a fuse, and the refugees around suddenly became agitated.

"God won't let us live! We fled here, but the government not only refused to take us in, but they even beat us! They are trying to kill us!"

Some refugees began to take the lead in inciting, and then more and more refugees began to follow suit, and the scene became increasingly chaotic.

Seeing the refugees getting more and more excited, Zeng Zhengen frowned and her eyes were full of vigilance. She quickly turned around and told her great-grandparents behind her: "Dad, Mom! Hurry up and keep a close eye on the things, don't let anyone take them away in the chaos. Also, quickly ask my eldest sister-in-law to hold the two children tightly, don't let them get separated!"

After that, she turned around and urged Zeng Siyuan: "Boss, go over and help Zeng girl. She is taking care of three children by herself. If something happens, she will inevitably not be able to take care of them."

Zeng Siyuan could see that the situation was not good. He was worried about his sister and his parents. When he was struggling to decide whether to go over, Zeng Zhengen had already put the little ones on the wheelbarrow and tied them up with cloth strips.

After hearing what Zeng's mother said, Zeng Zhengen didn't turn around, but spoke loudly to Zeng's mother.

"Mom, I have tied up the children. They can't run away. Please let my brother stay with you. This way I can feel at ease." Zeng Zhengen said firmly, with a hint of unquestionableness in his tone.

She walked quickly to Pan Yang's side and said in a low but urgent voice: "Uncle Pan, please ask everyone to stay together as much as possible and not to spread out too far. If something unexpected happens, it will be troublesome if everyone is separated."

Pan Yang also noticed that the situation of the refugees in the distance was becoming increasingly tense. Knowing that the situation was serious, he immediately nodded: "Yes, you are right. We need to get everyone together quickly."

Then he raised his voice and shouted to the villagers: "Everyone listen, stay close together, don't walk too far away! Children and the elderly stay in the middle, everyone must not fall behind!"

After hearing the noise, the villagers immediately began to gather together, their faces tense, fearing that something unexpected would happen. Everyone looked after each other, protecting the elderly and children in their homes, and began to move together closely.

At the same time, the registration team was proceeding in an orderly manner. Although the villagers were anxious, the order was still good. However, the emotions of the refugees over there were completely out of control and they became more and more excited.

Initially, the officers and soldiers did not take the riots of the refugees too seriously. After all, in their eyes, killing a refugee was not a big deal. However, these refugees had been struggling in the wilderness for too long. They finally escaped to Anshun and wanted to settle down here. However, they were blocked from entering the city because they had no household registration. The resentment they had accumulated for a long time was difficult to suppress.

When officers and soldiers mercilessly whipped a man to death, it was like sprinkling a handful of salt into a boiling oil pan, instantly arousing a burst of anger.

Since they are going to die anyway, why don't those refugees give it a try?

The villagers of Dapo Village had just completed registration and were preparing to enter the city, but the refugees there had already started a complete riot. Although there were many soldiers, the number of refugees far exceeded theirs. The disparity in numbers was so great that the soldiers soon began to feel overwhelmed and the situation became increasingly difficult to control.

The leading officers and soldiers realized that the situation was out of control and immediately ordered the city gates to be closed. However, how could the furious refugees sit there and wait for death? They rushed towards the city gate desperately. Although the officers and soldiers tried their best to stop them, the huge difference in numbers made it impossible for them to completely control the situation. After several waves of refugees attacked one after another, some of them finally broke through the defense line and rushed into the city, and the city gate was instantly in chaos.

Zeng Zhengen and his companions were extremely nervous when they heard the noise behind them, but they did not dare to look back. They hurried forward and rushed into the city. The riot of the refugees had already made the situation out of control. If they were to delay for a moment, the supplies they had worked so hard to accumulate might be robbed, or even their lives might be in danger.

The three children on the unicycle were sore from the shaking that their buttocks hurt, but they gritted their teeth and said nothing, knowing that now was not the time to act like a spoiled child. Zeng's mother and father were also running out of breath, but the commotion behind them forced them to keep moving forward, not daring to stop for a moment.

The rest of the villagers did the same, running while protecting their belongings and children on the carts, fearing that they would be left behind. They ran for half an hour, until they could no longer hear the noise of the refugees behind them, and then they dared to stop and rest.

As soon as the cart stopped, Zeng Zhengen ran over and untied the three kids from the wheelbarrow. As soon as the kids landed on the ground, they stood aside and rubbed their buttocks hard, with painful expressions on their faces. Although they knew it was not very elegant, they really couldn't help it, and their buttocks were numb from the shaking.

Zeng Zhengen couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene. He laughed so hard that tears almost came out. Zhang Jiajun looked at Zeng Zhengen with a face full of resentment, while Zhang Jiaqi pouted.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that. I just couldn't help it, haha..."