Wow, this rough-around-the-edges pregnant wife is something else, she's incredibly ruthless!

The "green carpet" formed by the supernatural power slowly expanded in the open space of the yard until it could enclose the family. Meng Tong raised her hand to signal Lu Chuan and the two sisters to go in first.

Then he looked at Bai Ye and the wolves standing obediently beside him.

The "green carpet" slowly extended from beneath their feet. Compared to their family, this "green carpet" was much larger, and it also required more supernatural energy.

Just in case, Meng Tong and Bai Ye were on a "green carpet".

Stepping inside and sitting cross-legged, Meng Tong glanced at Lu Chuan and the others who were already prepared, then slowly raised her hand, and the "green carpet" beneath them began to rise slowly.

And she followed closely behind.

Although they had experienced it once before, Lu Chuan and the others still found it incredible to see the magnificent scene before them again.

This includes Lu Huai, the little guy whose eyes are the only part of his chest that are visible.

"Ho ho ho~"

"Ow~"

Excited roars echoed in the sky as Bai Ye and the wolves excitedly surveyed the unprecedented landscape before them.

The calmest one here is probably Meng Tong. The woman is sitting on the belly of the white tiger, feeling warm and comfortable. She is wearing a sun hat, as if she is on vacation.

Tirelessly drawing energy from the forest and reusing it on the "green carpet," Meng Tong doesn't feel tired at all.

In less than two hours, she saw the appearance of Duanshan Village.

Scattered, collapsed houses, withered branches and fallen leaves littering the village roads, and even rotting leaves emitting a strong stench—in short, if she hadn't had a good memory, she wouldn't have been able to find the location of Old Lu's house.

After landing in a previously empty square in the village, Meng Tong walked towards Lu Chuan and the others.

"Why don't we stay here for a couple of days and move over once we've settled in?"

"Okay, whatever you say, my wife."

Looking around and then at the location of the small square, Lu Chuan agreed with Meng Tong's statement.

This area is relatively clean and flat.

Most of the houses in Duanshan Village were made of wood or rammed earth, and after such a long period of heavy snow, almost all of them collapsed.

Their primary task now is to clear away all the collapsed logs and debris and replan the village.

Without further ado, Meng Tong first cleaned up the small square, then found dozens of wooden planks in his space and built two small wooden houses, just like he had done at the pond before.

Lu Chuan was already quite adept at this task; as long as he had the right tools, he could complete it in a very short time.

The Lu sisters, Lu He and Lu Yan, stayed by the bamboo bed watching their younger brother, while Meng Tong led Bai Ye toward the Lu family's house.

"Creak, creak, creak."

The muddy path was not only covered with puddles but also with rotten branches and fallen leaves. When you stepped on it, a yellowish-black liquid would ooze out, giving off a strange smell.

Covering her nose with one hand and lifting her skirt with the other, Meng Tong found the right spot to step down, and Bai Ye followed behind her in the same way.

After walking for about fifteen minutes, Meng Tong finally arrived at the location of Old Lu's house. The house, which was originally in decent condition, had completely collapsed.

It seems that only the village chief's house hasn't collapsed along the way.

Standing at the doorway, Meng Tong first scanned the area before expressionlessly activating his supernatural abilities.

The Lu family's house was also basically built with wood. After Meng Tong used his supernatural abilities to move the dead wood, only a piece of not-so-clean land remained.

Continuing in this manner, Meng Tong moved all the dead trees that could be moved from the village and found an open space to dry them, so they could be used as firewood later!

Duanshan Village doesn't have a particularly large population, but it's quite large in area. After all the fallen dead trees were removed, the exposed area would be about 30 to 40 mu (approximately 2 hectares), which is just the living space for everyone.

Looking at the scene before her, Meng Tong had already envisioned her own Shangri-La in her mind; she wanted to make this place a perfect paradise.

The next task is to expose the damp ground and the rotten ponds filled with dead branches and leaves to the sun.

As for other things like bricks and tiles, Meng Tong has already come up with a solution.

After walking around the village, Meng Tong headed towards the fields, which were the farmland of the villagers of Duanshan Village. Because they had fled famine in the past, they had basically cleared the land together, resulting in all the land in the village being in one place.

After leaving the village and walking to the left for about 15 minutes, Meng Tong saw a large area of ​​wasteland, which he estimated to be about two or three hundred acres.

But it's not a single, continuous piece of land; rather, it's like terraced fields, with sections arranged from top to bottom.

Walking towards what appeared to be the largest plot of land, Meng Tong squatted down and picked up a handful of soil to examine it.

The humidity is sufficient, but the ground is not very smooth. In some places, there are cracks that are more than 30 centimeters wide. This is most likely caused by the drought.

Fortunately, the crack wasn't particularly deep, and it could still be repaired using a plow.

……

It took Meng Tong two whole hours to circle the entire village. When she returned to the small square, she stopped at the village entrance.

This was a narrow path, only passable by oxcarts, and it was now covered with various withered grasses and other things.

Meng Tong's eyes flickered slightly, and he released a wisp of supernatural power from his fingertips. Within minutes, a wooden door covered with thorns appeared out of nowhere and stood at the entrance to the village.

She doesn't want anyone to bother her right now.

After finishing everything, Meng Tong crossed his arms and walked towards the small square.

With a series of thuds and clangs, Lu Chuan was still working diligently on building the small wooden house, and was already in the final stages of construction. Meng Tong glanced at it and was very satisfied.

She spoke gently to the man, who was only wearing a gray-white vest and was covered in sweat, "Take your time, don't tire yourself out."

"Let's finish up in a bit! Have a slice of watermelon first."

Meng Tong handed the freshly cut watermelon on the table to Lu Chuan, and then naturally took out a clean, plain handkerchief from her sleeve.

Here, wipe your sweat!

"Thank you, madam." Putting down the hammer, Lu Chuan smiled and took the watermelon. When he saw the plain handkerchief handed to him again, the man's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he leaned closer to Meng Tong.

"Wife, please help me wipe them! My hands are dirty."

"……Fine!"

Meng Tong glanced at Lu Chuan's hands holding the watermelons with a hint of disbelief, but didn't bother to call him out on it, since it wasn't exactly strenuous work anyway.

Raising her hand, Meng Tong carefully wiped the sweat from Lu Chuan's forehead and said in a gentle voice, "I want to plant grain on the village's land first. I just went to check and it only needs to be plowed."

"The soil is quite moist, but there are cracks that need to be leveled."

"Okay, then I'll take the plow to the fields and start tilling tomorrow."

Lu Chuan replied while eating watermelon.

Perfect timing, he also wanted to test the fighting prowess of the bison he brought back.

We can't keep using our tiger like a draft animal!