Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Yang Qingfeng also added: "Let's work together to find a good way out for the village!" Inspired by them, the team's morale was high and they were ready to embark on the journey.

A group of women stood quietly at the entrance of the village, their eyes closely following the team that was gradually moving away.

Some of them were still holding unfinished needlework in their hands, while others were tightly clutching the corners of their clothes, their faces full of anticipation and worry.

The breeze blew gently, ruffling the hair on their foreheads, but it couldn't blow away their sad expressions.

A young woman, with tears in her eyes, murmured to herself, "Boss, you must come back safely." The older woman next to her patted her shoulder and comforted her.

The older woman clasped her hands together and prayed silently: "God bless them and let everything go smoothly."

The women just stood there, watching the team getting smaller and smaller until they became a tiny black dot in the distance, but they still didn't want to leave.

Xiuying has the system and is good at management, so she lives a prosperous life and naturally has no shortage of things.

Her family's granary is full and the house is well stocked with daily necessities. However, other villagers are different. Their lives are relatively tight and many of their daily necessities have been scarce for a long time.

Some children's clothes were already patched up, and some families had even run out of cooking seasonings. So this time, the team went out for a big shopping trip, and they were all full of anticipation, hoping to bring back all kinds of necessities to improve their lives.

One villager said with longing: "It would be great if we could buy more salt and oil."

Another villager echoed: "Yes, it would be wonderful if we could have some new cloth to make new clothes for the children!" Everyone placed their hopes on this team that was about to set off on a long journey.

As the village's purchasing team moved forward, the scenes along the way were shocking.

They saw houses damaged by hail, their roofs broken and their walls full of cracks, as if silently telling the cruelty of the disaster.

The farmland is also in a mess. The crops that were once thriving are now leaning to one side, with broken branches and leaves and fruits falling to the ground, which is heartbreaking to see.

Going further, there are still many lonely graves on the road. Those lonely graves look particularly desolate among the weeds, and the words on the tombstones are blurred, as if they are telling people about the impermanence of life.

The further they walked, the heavier their hearts became. Everyone in the team fell silent, their faces gloomy.

A young team member couldn't help but sigh: "This natural disaster is terrible. I don't know how many families have been destroyed."

The others sighed, their eyes filled with deep sympathy and helplessness. Their initial hope and anticipation were now overshadowed by this tragic scene.

In just a few days, the outside world had become such a tragic state. Everyone looked at the devastated scene, their hearts filled with shock and disbelief.

An experienced man sighed heavily and said, "Who could have thought that in just a few days, everything would be completely changed." Everyone couldn't help but shake their heads, their eyes filled with sadness.

It seems that the current situation in Futian Village is much better than outside. Every household in Futian Village has stored food, and although houses have been damaged, they have been repaired in a timely manner. People's lives are relatively stable.

One team member said with emotion: "Our village is so lucky. Thanks to everyone's concerted efforts, we have not fallen into such a state."

The others nodded, their sense of belonging and pride in the village growing stronger.

As they walked forward, they secretly rejoiced in their hearts. Grandma Zhang from the village was an old woman who had experienced disasters before, and her experience and wisdom played an important role in this difficult time.

Some recalled the hardships that Grandma Zhang had endured during the disaster, and were filled with emotion. Not only is there a dedicated guard at the village entrance, constantly on the lookout for external threats, but the village patrol team has also been divided into two groups: daytime and nighttime patrols.

The daytime patrol team patrolled diligently under the scorching sun, not missing any suspicious signs. At night, another group of patrol team members were extremely alert.

One team member said: "Thanks to Grandma Zhang's reminder, our village's prevention measures are so thorough."

The purchasing team continued to move forward with difficulty, and on both sides of the road were groups of disaster victims with haggard faces and ragged clothes.

Their eyes were empty and desperate. When the purchasing team passed by, the victims' eyes were instantly focused on them.

There was no life or hope in those eyes, only a deep hunger and longing, as if they were being stared at by a demon. They stared straight at the purchasing team, revealing a desperate madness in their eyes.

The men in the purchasing team felt a chill running down their spines, their hearts filled with fear and uneasiness. They couldn't help but quicken their pace, wanting to escape this creepy gaze as quickly as possible.

Everyone was terrified, afraid that these people would pounce on them like hungry beasts and tear them apart. The team members' breathing became rapid and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

Everyone was silent, but the tension and fear on their faces were clearly visible. In this suffocating atmosphere, the purchasing team could only bite the bullet, quicken their pace, and pray that they could safely pass this terrifying road.

After many hardships, the purchasing team finally saw the gate of Nanyang Prefecture from afar. Everyone felt a little happy, but when they approached the gate, their hearts sank.

Outside the city gates, I saw a vast sea of disaster victims, even more numerous than I had seen on the way here. Some were lying or sitting, their expressions numb and dazed. The cries of children and the sighs of adults intertwined, filling the air with despair.

The purchasing team lined up behind the line entering the city, slowly moving forward. At this moment, they heard the cold voice of the city guards coming from the front: "The entrance fee is three cents per person, not a cent less."

The sound was particularly clear amidst the noise, causing everyone in the purchasing team to feel a pang of fear.

Some people couldn't help but complain: "In this year of famine, the entrance fee is not less than a penny."

"Once it goes up, there's no chance of it going down."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, looking at the few coins in their hands, and each of them handed over three cents.

After entering the city, the bustling sounds of the market and the clamor of the crowds hit them, but the members of the purchasing team had no intention of lingering in the bustling city. They quickly gathered together to discuss their next move.

Yang Qingfeng said with a serious expression and a firm gaze: "Let's divide into four teams. This will not attract attention and will improve work efficiency. Everyone must hurry up and gather at the city gate in an hour." Yang Qingfeng also reminded people of the precautions.

Everyone nodded in agreement, and then the four teams hurriedly dispersed in different directions.