Rebirth, end of the world, time travel, escape famine, make money!

Liu Caixia deftly took an iron pot from the cart and placed it on the fire that had just been started. The flames at the bottom of the pot were dancing, reflecting her face, which was red and full of the breath of life.

Mrs. Tan beside her turned around and scooped out a handful of brown rice from the cloth bag beside her, carefully washed it with the rainwater in the bucket, poured it into the pot, added an appropriate amount of water, covered the pot, and waited for the aroma of the porridge to gradually spread.

Mrs. Zhao was sorting out the dry food and some dried wild vegetables that she had just taken out of the waterproof cloth. She gently wiped the dust off a few dry leaves and then rinsed them clean with rain water.

Then, break it into several sections with your hands and throw it into the pot mixed with chestnut and brown rice.

Soon, the porridge in the pot began to bubble, giving off an enticing rice aroma.

Liu Caixia lifted the lid of the pot and stirred it gently with a spoon to prevent it from sticking to the pot. She then sprinkled a handful of salt and covered the pot again to make the porridge taste richer.

The wild vegetable porridge was cooked quickly. Everyone came over carefully with a bowl in their hands. Liu Caixia filled their bowls with the wild vegetable porridge.

Everyone sat together, drinking the hot porridge in their bowls, and their bodies became warmer and warmer.

After the meal, everyone did not rest immediately, but divided the work. Some were responsible for cleaning up the dishes, while others began to repair the carts and pack the luggage.

"The weather is getting colder and colder. We have to think of a solution. Otherwise, if we don't starve to death, we will freeze to death."

"Yeah, there's nothing we can do. We can only pray that the rain doesn't continue and wait until we reach the next county."

"Yes, you can rain as long as you want then!"

"Forget it, forget it. Let's call it a day today. Weizhong and I, the three men, will take turns keeping watch. The rest of you should go to bed. If there's anything, we can talk about it tomorrow morning."

It was pouring rain outside. The people in the thatched hut were lying on the hay. The dense sound of raindrops hitting the roof was heard, which seemed to be the most melodious music of nature, but was also mixed with a bit of chillness and loneliness.

The room was dimly lit, with only a few faint flames flickering and illuminating the bleakness of the midnight, sprinkling mottled light on the ground, adding a bit of warmth to this simple space.

The children adapted well. Perhaps they were tired or sleepy. The children sleeping in the middle who had been whispering to each other a moment ago soon fell silent.

Liu Caixia also slowly closed her eyes, letting her thoughts drift away with the sound of rain.

The rain reminded her of her home where she lived as a child, a small village surrounded by mountains with smoke rising from chimneys.

There, the air after the rain is always exceptionally fresh, and the fragrance of the soil and the scent of flowers and plants are intertwined, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Now, I am in a strange world, wandering in this thatched cottage in a foreign land, and I can’t help but feel an indescribable sadness in my heart.

She also thought that fortunately her family members were around and she had met some new friends.

It seems pretty good.

Gradually, his consciousness faded and he soon fell asleep.

Father Liu, Lin Weizhong and Luo Hong said they would take turns to rest. In the quiet night, no one went to sleep. They sat by the fire and talked.

"Uncle Liu, if it continues to rain so heavily tomorrow, I want to wear a raincoat and look around. If there are any bamboos, I can cut some and weave a bamboo fence. I don't know how long the rain will last. I always feel that the situation may not be very optimistic. I feel that the rain will not stop for a while."

Father Liu also looked at the other two with a worried look on his face, nodded worriedly and said, "Yes, usually in a heavy rainstorm like this, the thunderstorm will stop after a while, and the temperature will not drop so low all of a sudden. Look, the rain outside is still so heavy, there is no sign of it getting smaller, and it is getting colder and colder."

Luo Hong: "Yes, I am really glad that I am with you. Otherwise, if my wife and I were robbed and encountered such a heavy rain, we would really not be able to survive."

"Lao Luo, please don't be sad. There is always a way out. Since we met, it was fate. We will be a family in the future. As long as we work together, we can overcome any difficulties."

Father Liu no longer called him Brother Luo, but called him by his name. He originally wanted to call him Professor Luo, but after thinking about the current environment, he immediately rejected the idea.

"Yes, Uncle Luo, we are all family. Uncle Liu is sincere to us, and we must be sincere to each other, just like family. There is still a long time to come! There is a long way to go!"

"Yes, Weizhong is right, I am stingy, hahahaha..."

"Hahaha"

The rain was still pouring down, but the three people in the thatched hut smiled at each other, filled with unprecedented warmth and peace.

The three of them sat by the fire, leaning against the stone bed on the other side and resting their eyes. Behind their heads were the children who were sleeping soundly.

The next morning, the rain outside not only showed no signs of abating, but became even more violent, as if the sky had cracked open, and endless rain poured down mercilessly, shrouding the entire world in a hazy mist.

The roof of the thatched hut was crackling as it was hit by dense raindrops. Occasionally, a few naughty drops of rain would sneak into the house through the simple cracks, dripping onto the haystack, creating circles of wet marks.

"It's over. The rain is too heavy and the roof is leaking a bit."

A drop of rain hit Liu Caixia on the face, and the cold rain woke her up instantly.

The people in the house were awakened by her voice, and a wave of coldness instantly hit them. The others slowly opened their eyes, only to see that it was still dark outside the door. The fire, which had been constantly added with firewood all night, could barely illuminate the surroundings.

Liu Caixia frowned, wondering when the rain would stop, but she also knew that in such a season after a drought, such heavy rains would often last for several days or even longer.

Liu Caixia struggled to sit up from the wet hay. The thin clothes on her body had long been soaked by the night's humidity. She could clearly feel the dampness against her body. She subconsciously touched Liu Xiaolu who was sleeping next to her and said, "Are you kids cold? Hurry up and get up by the fire."

"It's still early!" Lin Weizhong stood up and touched Lin Keyu's body.

Fortunately, the children were covered with quilts, the only two quilts in the house that were exposed. Liu Caixia and her family had prepared them for show, but they didn't expect that they would be used unexpectedly.

After all, every family fleeing famine would take their quilts with them. In those days, cotton was a good thing, something that could not be bought with money.

Everyone in the room slowly opened their eyes, and after their blurry vision adjusted to the dim light, the children also sat up, rubbed their eyes, and looked at the blurry and distant scene outside the window.