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

"!!!"

Zhao Yan stared wide-eyed at what was happening before her in disbelief.

What do you mean?

Xiaomi ate a small piece of chocolate from her hand, and immediately a hundred identical chocolates appeared on the shelf in the space.

Is this another perk of time travel?

Zhao Yan was incredibly curious, so she decided to do the same thing, pretending to take out a carton of milk from her pocket, insert a straw, and hold it to Yang Xiaomi's lips.

"Xiaomi, drink."

Yang Xiaomi was savoring the sweet aroma of the chocolate when she heard Zhao Yan's words, and obediently opened her little mouth to take a sip.

[Ding! One hundred more servings of Mengjia Original Pure Milk have been added!]

Zhao Yan paused for a moment, then quickly pulled something out.

"Xiaomi, eat bread."

[Ding! One hundred more Dajia Orange Soft Breads have been added!]

"Xiaomi, have some potato chips."

[Ding! One hundred more orders of Roca Original Potato Chips have been added!]

"Xiaomi, give me a big chicken leg."

[Ding! One hundred more Zhou Family Spiced Chicken Legs have been added!]

……

Zhao Yan kept taking things out, while Yang Xiaomi kept eating and drinking.

Today is the happiest day of her life.

Not only do they not have to work, they can also happily eat and drink with their mother.

Although she didn't understand why her mother could produce so many strange things all at once, she ate quite a lot of each kind and thought they were all delicious!

How wonderful it would be if we could all go hungry like we do today from now on.

Zhao Yan was still taking things out, but Yang Xiaomi couldn't eat anymore.

"Mom, I'm full—burp—"

Before she could finish speaking, she couldn't help but let out a small burp.

She glanced shyly at her mother, her face quietly turning red.

This was the first time she'd ever done something like this, and she felt quite embarrassed.

"It seems Xiaomi is really well-fed."

Zhao Yan accepted all of Yang Xiaomi's unfinished snacks and ate them all herself.

She smiled as she looked at Yang Xiaomi's rosy cheeks and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her thin cheeks again.

Xiaomi is so cute.

She's too thin; there's hardly any flesh on her face. If she had a little more flesh, her skin would be so soft and smooth to the touch.

We can't let her go hungry anymore; we need to give her a good meal.

The modern-day Zhao Yan has never been in a relationship or had children. Now that she has taken over the original owner's body and has been with Yang Xiaomi for a while, she has unknowingly come to regard her as her own child.

The two grew closer.

She held Yang Xiaomi in her arms and gently rubbed her stomach.

While rubbing her stomach, she reminded her, "Xiao Mi, no matter what you see or eat today, you can't tell a third person, okay? This is a secret between us."

Yang Xiaomi grew up hungry and knew how painful it was to be hungry. Hearing this, she nodded obediently.

"Don't worry, Mother, I'll keep my mouth shut. The fairy sister is so kind to us, I definitely won't tell anyone."

Zhao Yan tapped her little nose and said affectionately, "Xiao Mi is so good."

After rubbing her stomach for a while, she told Yang Xiaomi to stay put and didn't move, while she picked up a machete and wandered around the area for a long time.

Zhao Yan brandished a machete nearby and busied herself for a while, finally managing to gather a bundle of firewood.

She straightened up, glanced around, picked up the firewood and hid it in the brambles behind the big tree, then picked up the machete and returned to Yang Xiaomi's side.

"Xiaomi, come with me, let's go explore other places."

They have no shortage of food and drink now, but those things don't belong to this era. Where there are people, she doesn't dare to make any rash moves.

She still needs to find a way to earn some money.

With food in hand, she felt at ease.

Having money in her hands makes things easier for her, doesn't it?

The two did not dare to go too far.

It is said that wild animals often roam the depths of Yulin Mountain, so the villagers of Chenjiagou generally only stay on the outskirts of the mountains and no one dares to venture into the deep mountains.

Zhao Yan had to take care of Yang Xiaomi, so naturally she couldn't go deep into the mountains.

She originally wanted to try her luck and see if she could catch a pheasant or a rabbit, and then take it to town to sell for money.

But after walking around the area, she found that there was nothing but weeds and weeds, and not a single edible wild vegetable in sight.

Undeterred, she wandered around to other places, but encountered nothing.

A pang of disappointment crossed her heart, and she could only say to Yang Xiaomi, "Xiaomi, let's go home."

If not, then there won’t be.

Now that she has a golden touch, Xiaomi and her friend will never go hungry.

As for making money, she'll think about it carefully when she gets back.

Zhao Yan held Yang Xiaomi's little hand and slowly walked back.

As they passed through the thicket of thorns, Zhao Yan carried the firewood she had chopped beforehand on her back, held the child in one hand and carried the knife in the other, and steadily walked down the mountain to go home.

At this time, every household is busy burning firewood to cook.

Yang family.

While watching her eldest son's wife cook the wild vegetable porridge, Yang Zhangshi grumbled and cursed.

"You slut! If I'd known you wouldn't listen, I would have given you a bowl of sleeping pills and sold you and your daughter!"

Chen Lan, who was busy cooking in the kitchen, was frightened by her mother-in-law's vicious words, and her hand holding the ladle trembled violently.

My mother-in-law is so cruel.

She's going to sell millet, so why can't people resist a little?

Thinking of her two sons, she felt incredibly fortunate.

Fortunately, she gave birth to a boy; if it had been a girl, they might have been the first ones sold.

The firewood in the stove was burning brightly.

Seeing that the water in the pot had boiled, Chen Lan hurriedly poured all the wild vegetables she had spent a long time finding yesterday into the pot, and then poured in a spoonful of millet that her mother-in-law had taken from her room.

She stirred the mixture twice with a spatula, covered the pot with the lid, and continued to slowly add firewood to the stove.

My third sister-in-law and her son have been out all afternoon, and I wonder what's going on with them now.

She opened her mouth several times to ask, but intimidated by her mother-in-law's formidable reputation, she ultimately dared not utter the question.

Dinner consisted only of wild vegetable porridge, and the rice was cooked in no time.

Chen Lan pulled out the unburnt wood from the stove and stomped it out. She then said to Yang Zhangshi, who had been watching from outside, "Mother, the wild vegetable porridge is ready."

"Okay, go and call the eldest and second eldest brothers back for dinner."

Yang Zhangshi stopped cursing and gave cold instructions.

Although there has been a drought in the past two years, it's not like the heavens don't send rain all year round.

Last winter's snowfall did manage to save the wheat in the fields.

After the New Year, it rained lightly two or three times on and off.

But after that, it seemed that God was angry and never sent another drop of rain.

However, the millet in the field was still alive, and it was the time when it was bearing ears. Yang Dalang and Yang Erlang, a married couple, were busy weeding in the field.

Most villagers still have great hope in God.

"Okay, mother."

Chen Lan responded and came out of the kitchen, preparing to go to the fields to call for help.

As soon as I opened the door, I bumped right into Zhao Yan and her daughter.

"Third sister-in-law? You're back."