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

"It's delicious, so delicious!" Zhang Jiahu said excitedly, puffing his cheeks.

Zhang Jiaqi stared at Zhang Jiahu suspiciously, as if doubting whether his words were true. "Do you really think it tastes good?"

"Grandma, big brother, second brother, cousin, cousin, it's really delicious, I didn't lie to you!" Zhang Jiahu grabbed another handful and started chewing it nonchalantly.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiaqi was curious and tried to grab a handful of instant noodles and put them in his mouth to chew. The next second, his eyes suddenly lit up and he grabbed another handful excitedly. "Wow, it's really delicious!"

Seeing that the two brothers were full of praise, Zhang Jiajun also wanted to try it, but he did not eat it immediately. Instead, he handed the instant noodles he grabbed to Zeng's mother: "Grandma, you try it, it should be delicious."

If only Zhang Jiahu said it was delicious, Zeng's mother might still be a little skeptical, but now even Zhang Jiaqi thought it was delicious, so it was obviously okay. Seeing Zhang Jiajun's actions, the other children also grabbed the instant noodles and handed them to Zeng's mother.

"Grandma, here's a taste for you," they said in unison.

Before long, Zeng's mother's front was filled with instant noodles handed over by the children. Seeing them so filial and polite, she was very pleased and smiled. "Okay, you guys eat too!"

Not long after, several children began to scramble to eat. Zeng Zhengen saw them eating so happily and did not interrupt them. Instead, he took out another piece of noodles from his bag, prepared it according to the previous steps, and handed a packet of instant noodles to Zeng Sicheng and his sister.

"Thank you, aunt!" The brother and sister thanked Zeng Zhengen very politely.

Seeing her grandchildren so sensible, Zeng's mother couldn't help but feel relieved, thinking that the two children finally did not grow up to be bad. Zeng Zhengen handed her another pack of instant noodles, "Mom, you and Dad should try it too."

Zeng's mother took the instant noodles with a smile on her face, secretly happy in her heart. Then, Zeng Zhengen prepared another pack for Zeng Siyuan and his wife. Wang Huan took the instant noodles and smiled so much that her eyes narrowed into slits. She was secretly glad that following her sister-in-law was such a wise choice. She would have to hold on to her sister-in-law's thigh tightly in the future.

The family happily finished their instant noodles, the atmosphere was lively and laughter continued. After finishing the meal, Zeng Zhengen got up and ran to find Pan Yang.

Pan Yang had been waiting for Zeng Zhengen to arrive. When he saw her coming, the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, as if he had found his backbone. He couldn't wait to speak, but before he could say anything, Zeng Zhengen took the lead and said, "Uncle Pan, when the rain is lighter, we can ask someone to go outside to collect some firewood and start a fire first. Everyone was hungry last night, so we still need to get something hot to warm ourselves up."

"But the firewood outside is all wet. It's really a question whether we can make a fire." Pan Yang said with some concern.

"Uncle Pan, don't worry. I just looked and there seems to be some dry grass and firewood behind the temple. We can use the dry firewood to make a fire first, and then put the wet firewood aside to roast it, and we can use it when it is dry." Zeng Zhengen explained patiently.

After hearing what she said, Pan Yang thought it made sense and immediately called a few strong villagers to go out and collect firewood.

At the same time, Zeng took the opportunity to sneak behind the ruined temple and quietly took out some firewood from the system space. These firewoods were stored by her in the mountains before, specially for emergency use to avoid having no firewood available at the critical moment.

Soon after, the villagers who had gone out to look for firewood returned one after another, carrying a few wet firewood in their hands. Zeng Zhengen also brought out the firewood he had prepared, lit the dry firewood, and placed the wet firewood that the villagers had just picked up around him.

The flames burned brightly, and the humidity in the temple quickly dissipated. Zeng Zhengen instructed everyone to use the firewood to boil a pot of water, and then distribute the boiled water to each household. Then, she suggested using the dried firewood to cook.

Since there was not much firewood collected, Zeng Zhengen decided to ask each villager to contribute some food, and finally cooked a big pot of hot porridge.

This approach not only saves some firewood, but also allows everyone to eat some hot porridge, which makes everyone feel a lot more comfortable.

The heavy rain lasted for two days and two nights. When it finally stopped, everyone was eager to continue on their journey. After all, if they could reach the next city sooner, they could return to a stable life sooner.

Zeng Zhengen stood on the muddy road and frowned. The road in front of her was full of potholes and mud. It was estimated that she would be covered in mud after walking a few steps. She couldn't help but miss the cement roads in the future - smooth and flat, and she didn't have to worry about mud when walking on them.

"What a pity, I can never go back." She sighed in her heart.

After walking along this muddy road for less than two hours, everyone's clothes were stained by mud and water, just like a group of beggars. Zeng Zhengen looked at this scene and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This was the nth time.

After walking for five or six days, the team finally arrived at a small town. At this time, the villagers had very little food left, so Pan Yang decided to go to the town to buy some food before continuing on his journey.

"Uncle Pan, we must be tired after traveling for so many days. Why don't we rest outside for a night and clean off the dirt on our bodies, and then go into the city to buy food tomorrow." Zeng Zhengen suggested. She really couldn't stand walking like this in such a dirty way.

After listening to Zeng Zhengen's words, Pan Yang thought it made sense, so he stopped the team and found a place near the river. Fortunately, since the heavy rain that lasted for two days and two nights, the weather has been very good, and the ground is dry. The villagers quickly took out oil paper and set up simple tents.

After the tents were set up, the men went to the river to catch fish, while the elderly, women and children dug wild vegetables on the ground nearby. Zeng Zhengen deliberately set up an extra tent, intending to wash up in it after dark. She had hardly washed herself properly during her long escape from famine, so this opportunity was hard-won.

By the time Zeng Zhengen had packed up the tent, Zeng Siyuan and his father had already caught several fish from the river.

"Zeng'er, come and see, I caught several fish! You should think about how to cook them deliciously!" Zeng Siyuan walked over excitedly.

When Zeng Zhengen saw the fresh fish, all kinds of delicious cooking methods instantly emerged in her mind: braised fish, steamed fish, fish head stewed with tofu, fish balls, etc. Although the conditions are limited now and the days of fleeing famine do not allow them to be too extravagant, a few simple fish dishes are much better than the dry food before.

"Brother, put the fish there first, I will prepare some delicious dishes for everyone." Zeng Zhengen said with a smile.

"Okay, then I'll go to the river to see if I can catch a few more." Zeng Siyuan said, and walked towards the river excitedly.

After Zeng Zhengen sorted out his things, he asked a few children to go and collect some firewood nearby. Zeng's mother also came to help, and the mother and daughter quickly cleaned the three fish. At the same time, the children also collected a lot of firewood, and Wang Huan was busy making a fire to prepare steamed rice.