Armed with a machete and a gun, armed with a system, they fled the famine.

"Wow, that's great!"

Zhao Xiaomi clapped her hands and ran home as fast as she could.

Zhao Yan shook her head and chuckled, then rubbed the little gray fluffy head with her paw.

"Looks like I'm going to fall out of favor as a mother."

The house was naturally bustling with activity.

……

For the next two weeks, Zhao Yan continued to go up the mountain every day and then travel back and forth between Chenjiagou and Baima Town.

Some villagers, seeing her working tirelessly, wondered what she was trying to gain by bringing her nephew home, other than adding to her burden.

There was no other sound.

As the weather gets hotter, the drought becomes more and more severe.

There used to be two wells in the village that could draw water, but after more than two months of scorching sun, the well at the north end of the village has dried up.

Currently, only the well in the center of the village still has water, and Chen Youjin's family lives right across from the well.

Panic spread silently and rapidly throughout the village.

To prevent villagers from causing trouble, Chen Youjin quickly took countermeasures.

He recruited ten tall, strong men from the village to take turns patrolling and keeping watch around the well in the center of the village every day.

If anyone is being unreasonable or argumentative, just beat them out with sticks and then talk to them.

This approach proved quite effective, and no one dared to mess around with it.

Seeing that it still wasn't raining, Chen Youjin had to reduce the amount of water used, and each household only had a small handful of water to drink each day.

There is no more.

He feared that if it didn't rain that day, they would have no choice but to leave their homes and find a way to make a living.

Zhao Yan did want to help.

She could freely use the bottled water on the system shelves, but the village men were always guarding the well, so she never had a chance to fill it with water.

Fearing the villagers would become suspicious, she would take a gourd to the well to fetch water whenever she was home.

It was still a sunny day, and the villagers, their backs hunched over, numbly lined up to fetch water.

Zhao Yan, carrying a gourd, stood leisurely at the end of the line.

Although she was still wearing clothes made of coarse cloth, she looked like a completely different person.

She used to be covered in patches, disheveled, and had no image to speak of.

Since she regained consciousness and left the Yang family, she not only wore clean and tidy new clothes, but also became fairer and fuller-faced, making her already outstanding features even more beautiful and charming.

This made Yang Zhangshi and Zhao Qiaolan grit their teeth in hatred, both of them clenching their teeth tightly.

Yang Zhangshi: You little whore! She goes up the mountain to hunt wild game every day! She never shows any respect to her elders! A shameless slut with no regard for her elders!

Zhao Qiaolan: You slut! Striking your pose in front of so many people! How can you face Sanlang?

Liu Guifang greeted them warmly: "Sanlang's wife, you're here to fetch water too? Come on, stand in front of me."

Before Zhao Yan could say anything, Zhao Qiaolan, who was standing behind her, became unhappy.

"Aunt Guifang, how can that be? There's always a first-come, first-served order, isn't there? If you let her cut in line for no reason, what will those of us who arrived first think?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the villagers around her began to discuss it.

"Exactly, with the sun blazing down, I'm getting dizzy. If anyone tries to cut in line, I'll be the first to get angry with them."

"Hmph! If she dares to cut in line, I'll go and confront Muramasa!"

……

Zhao Yan arrived last and stood motionless at the back of the line, remaining silent to the commotion in front of her.

She didn't intend to cut in line.

Liu Guifang, however, was not happy about it and stood with her hands on her hips, arguing back and forth with the women who had made the threats.

"Pah! Do you think I don't know? Qing-ge's wife, didn't you cut in line before me yesterday? How dare you talk about Sanlang's wife like that! Besides, Sanlang's wife didn't cut in line, why are you all so anxious?"

Suddenly called out, Qing Ge's wife quickly shrank back and obediently shut her mouth.

Zhao Qiaolan pursed her lips and glared fiercely at Liu Guifang.

“Aunt Guifang, everyone is in line. My dad said that anyone who dares to cause trouble will be beaten up…”

Just then, someone suddenly shouted, "Oh dear, it's raining!"

"Where? Where?"

"Where is the rain? Where is the rain?"

The exclamation immediately caused a stir among the crowd, and everyone craned their necks to look up at the sky.

One second the sun was blazing, and the next, as the exclamation subsided, the sun was instantly shrouded in a large patch of dark clouds.

clack.

clack.

Pat pat pat, pat pat pat...

Gradually, the heavy rain poured down, smashing the hard ground and sending dust flying.

But the villagers didn't mind at all; they were overjoyed.

"Ah! It's raining! It's raining! The heavens have finally sent rain!!"

"Thank God! Thank God! Heaven has finally given us a way out!!"

"Hahaha... Damn! This rain is so refreshing, it's really pouring!!"

……

People, like crops after a long drought, did not seek shelter from the rain and shouted wildly in the downpour.

Some people had tears in their eyes and knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly.

God knows how long it's been since they've seen such heavy rain.

Thank God! It's finally raining!

The crops in the field are saved!

"Fellow villagers, don't just be happy, hurry home and catch the rain!"

"Take as many calls as possible, the more the better!"

Chen Youjin, wearing a straw hat and a raincoat, walked over and loudly instructed the amused villagers.

Who knows how long this rain will last? The whole county is short of water right now, so it's always good to collect as much water as possible while it's raining.

"Mother, let's go home quickly."

"Yes, yes, we need to hurry back and get some water."

After Chen Youjin reminded them, the villagers stopped laughing foolishly in the rain and started carrying their things home.

Zhao Yan rushed home as soon as it started raining.

When I got home, the rain had just started to pour.

Zhao Yunchen had already instructed Yun Jie and Yun Qi to place water containers in the yard to collect rainwater.

Although his aunt's water tank was not short of water, he was afraid that God might play a joke on them.

After this rain, who knows if there will be another few months of drought.

Collecting more rainwater means more peace of mind and security.

"Auntie, it's raining."

Zhao Yunjie said excitedly when he saw Zhao Yan return.

Zhao Xiaomi ran over, grabbed Zhao Yan's arm, and said excitedly, "Mom, Mom, look, it's really raining!"

In the past, when the weather was good, I didn't think much of it, but now that the drought has lasted for so long, the sudden rain feels like a wonderful surprise.

Zhao Yan touched her daughter's hair and looked at the torrential rain in the sky, sighing, "Yes, it's finally raining."

This isn't just raining; it's like the heavens are pelting it down.

The rain had only been falling for about 15 minutes when the water tank in the yard was filled to the brim.

A row of pots and jars were placed next to the water tank, all of which were now filled to the brim with rainwater.

The heavy rain continues.

Just when Zhao Yan was worried that the rain would last for three days and three nights, the sound of the rain finally subsided and then slowly stopped.

Before long, the sky cleared and the sun came out again.

All the villagers filled their containers with rainwater, and their faces no longer showed numbness and indifference.

They were happy because the crops in the fields had been well-watered by the rain, and there would be no more crop failure this year.