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

Everyone knew that they were able to receive such treatment thanks to Zeng Zhengen, so they were even more grateful to her.

"Look at this village, it's called Fulai Village. The villagers are quite kind, there is a lot of land, and it's not far from the city, about ten miles away. After you settle down, you can reclaim the land and cultivate it." An official pointed to the village on the map and explained in detail.

After listening to the officer's introduction, everyone was tempted and turned their eyes to Pan Yang, waiting for his decision.

Pan Yang pondered for a moment, and when he was about to make a decision, he couldn't help but look at Zeng Zhengen. He was used to listening to Zeng Zhengen's opinions on everything along the way.

Zeng Zheng I also think that the Fulai Village introduced by the official is not bad. When I saw Pan Yang asking for her opinion, I immediately nodded in agreement.

Pan Yang originally wanted to hear Zeng Zhengen's opinion, and when he saw that she had chosen Fulai Village, he immediately made a decision: "Then let's settle in Fulai Village!"

After the village was chosen, everyone re-registered their household registration and was led to Fulai Village by two yamen runners. The accompanying guards of the Liang Palace said goodbye to them outside the yamen and returned to the palace to report.

Fulai Village is not far from the city. About an hour later, Zeng Zhengen and his party arrived. One of the two yamen runners first went to the home of Chen Lao, the village chief of Fulai Village, and explained the situation.

When Village Chief Chen heard that refugees were to be settled in Fulai Village, he frowned and was reluctant. But when the yamen runner continued, "Village Chief Chen, these are people personally arranged by His Royal Highness Prince Liang. There is also a miracle doctor who saved the prince's life. You must tell the villagers to be careful and not to offend people who should not be offended."

Chen Lizheng was shocked by the words of the yamen runner. He nodded quickly and said gratefully: "Thank you for your reminder, sir. I will definitely remind the villagers to prevent any trouble."

Village chief Chen secretly stuffed some silver into the yamen runner's pocket. The runner accepted it with satisfaction, gave a few more instructions, and then left.

When they reached the entrance of the village, Village Chief Chen spotted Zeng Zhengen and his group at a glance. The yamen runner introduced them, "This is Village Chief Chen from Fulai Village. You can look for him if you have any problems in the future."

Village Chief Chen walked up quickly with a smile and said enthusiastically: "Thank you for your hard work along the way. I am the head of Fulai Village. My last name is Chen. You can just call me Village Chief Chen!"

If it weren't for the reminder from the yamen runner, Village Chief Chen wouldn't have been so enthusiastic.

Zeng Zhengen just nodded without saying anything. Seeing this, Pan Yang stepped forward and said, "Village Chief Chen, we are villagers who fled from Qingping County. We are sorry to bother you in the future. Please take care of us."

Village Chief Chen said hurriedly: "You can stay here with peace of mind. The villagers in our Fulai Village are all very kind. If you have any difficulties, feel free to come to me. As long as I can help, I will do my best."

After the yamen runners left, Pan Yang respectfully said to Village Chief Chen: "Village Chief Chen, we are new here and are not familiar with the situation in the village. I hope you can give us some guidance."

Village chief Chen was very satisfied with Pan Yang's attitude.

"Although there are not many people in our village, there are still a lot of wasteland here. That piece of land is vacant, you can go there and choose a place to build a house. As for farming, you have to go to the other side of the mountain and cultivate it yourself." Village chief Chen said, pointing to the vacant land in the distance.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed and saw a large piece of wasteland.

"Thank you, Village Chief Chen. We'll go over and take a look later." Pan Yang replied gratefully.

"After you choose a place, I will come to help you measure it tomorrow. As for the adobe for building the house, if you don't have time to make it, you can also buy some from the villagers." After giving repeated instructions, Village Chief Chen left.

When Zeng Zhengen and his team arrived at the open space, they found that this piece of land was just separated from the old villagers of Fulai Village by a small river. The east side was for the newcomers, and the west side was for the original villagers. This separation avoided direct conflict, and Zeng Zhengen was quite satisfied with it. After all, even if the officials said that the villagers were kind, it would not hurt to be cautious.

"Zeng'er, let's build the yards of our two families together so that we can take care of each other if anything happens." Zeng's mother suggested.

Zeng Zhengen nodded in agreement: "Well, mother, let's do as you think and build the two houses next to each other."

Zeng's father and Zeng Siyuan immediately went to select a specific location, while Zeng Zhengen and Zeng's mother sorted out the things in the car and prepared pots, pans, and some daily necessities. After Zeng's father and his friends selected a location, they began to set up a tent. This time the tent was more stable than the one they had on the road, because it would be their temporary residence until the house was built.

After the tent was set up, Zeng Zhengen and his mother moved all their belongings into the tent, including those in the carriage. At the same time, Zeng's father, Zeng Siyuan and other strong laborers in the village began to make bricks.

Just when everyone in Dapo Village was busy, the indigenous people of Fulai Village also heard the news and gradually gathered around.

"I heard they were here to escape famine, but why don't they look like that?" a villager said with a frown.

"That's right. Aren't people fleeing famine usually skinny and pale from hunger? But they still look quite energetic," another villager echoed.

"There's even a horse-drawn carriage. It's really not easy for them to escape the famine." The people next to them couldn't help but mutter.

Their discussion was neither too loud nor too quiet, just loud enough for the busy villagers of Dapo Village to hear clearly, but everyone was concentrating on the work at hand and paid no attention.

Seeing that no one paid any attention to them, the villagers from Fulai Village who were watching slowly dispersed. However, a group of children stayed and looked at their new peers with curiosity.

A naughty boy approached Zhang Jiaqi quietly. He was about seven or eight years old, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Hey, what's your name?"

Zhang Jiaqi glanced at the boy coldly and still ignored him. However, the boy was not giving up and continued to ask: "Hey, I'm talking to you! Why are you ignoring me?"

Zhang Jiaqi was still concentrating on his work, as if he didn't hear anything. But the boy kept on talking and refused to leave. Another child next to the boy couldn't stand it anymore, so he pulled him and said impatiently: "Maodan, my mother said that they are all poor people who escaped from famine. Why are you talking so much to a poor person?"

When Zhang Jiahu heard this, he immediately looked up at the child with a sharp gaze and asked coldly, "Who are you calling a poor guy?"

The child did not show any weakness, and raised his head in dissatisfaction and replied: "I am talking about you! Aren't you poor people who fled from famine? Am I wrong?"

"You're talking nonsense! We're not poor!" Zhang Jiahu stood up angrily, clenching his fists.

The child wanted to continue talking, but Maodan next to him quickly stopped him: "Sanmao, don't say that to them, it's not right."

Sanmao dismissively shook off Maodan's hand and glared at him fiercely: "Who do you think you are? You are just a fatherless wild child. What right do you have to teach me a lesson?"