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

Chapter 77 Brown Bear

Zhao Yan then instructed Yuan Yutang, "Uncle Yuan, please keep an eye on Yun Jie and the others."

Yuanbo is not young anymore, so he can just wait to be served.

Yuan Yutang didn't stand on ceremony and readily agreed, "Okay, I'll keep an eye on them."

After arranging things, Zhao Yan picked up a machete and started clearing the sweet potato vines from the far right.

She was strong and quick, and soon cleared a large sweet potato field.

She picked up the cut vines and placed them at the edge of the field so that Yun Jie and the others could easily pick the sweet potato stalks and leaves.

Yang Sanlang, mindful of his injuries, didn't dare to exert himself too much. He would stop and rest for a while after working for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Digging sweet potatoes requires skillful use of both hands and constantly changing locations.

Seeing that her husband was having difficulty digging sweet potatoes, Tian Xiu'e suggested that he join Zhao Yunjie and the others in picking sweet potato stalks and leaves.

Seeing that he was far behind, Chen An realized that he was not suitable for digging sweet potatoes, so he joined Zhao Yunjie and a few other children and clumsily learned to pick sweet potato stalks and leaves from them.

As a grown man, this was the first time he had done a job that was usually done by women, and an embarrassed expression appeared on his dark face.

Sometimes, when he put sweet potato leaves with holes into his basket, Zhao Yunjie would carefully pick them out one by one and stare at him with his big eyes, lecturing him earnestly: "Uncle Chen, the ones with holes have been eaten by insects, so you can't take them."

"There are also these, but my aunt said they're too old and not tasty."

What can Chen An do?

He could only nod with a smile and say he would be more careful next time.

There is strength in numbers, and it is a time when morale is high.

In one afternoon, Zhao Yan, Yuan Gang, and Yang Sanlang cleared out all the sweet potato vines.

Only Tian Xiu'e, Chen Qingjiao, and Zhao Yunchen participated in digging sweet potatoes, but all three were full of enthusiasm.

As the last rays of sunlight faded on the horizon, half of the sweet potatoes had been dug up and laid out on the ground.

These piles, scattered and disorderly, are all plump and moist, bringing joy to the eye.

"Sister Tian, you and Jiaojiao should rest. I'll cook dinner."

Zhao Yan gave Tian Xiu'e some instructions, picked up three strings of fresh sweet potatoes from the ground, and headed towards the carriage.

She was physically tired, but mentally she was completely relaxed.

If things go smoothly, they can harvest the sweet potatoes from this acre of land by tomorrow.

If we're careful, it'll be enough for them to eat for a long time.

With a relaxed mood, Zhao Yan unleashed her culinary skills to the fullest.

Wash the sweet potatoes thoroughly, peel them, chop them up, and put them in a pot to cook with the rice.

A few moments later, a pot of fragrant and sweet rice and sweet potato porridge was ready.

There were also some fried wild vegetable pancakes, which Zhao Yan took out and heated up.

Stir-fry another pot of wolf meat with sweet potato stalks.

Get it!

Wow—it's so sweet! It smells so good!

Yuan Tianbao stretched his neck, inhaling the sweet fragrance in the air, his face filled with delight.

Zhao Yunjie and Zhao Xiaomi followed suit, sniffing the sweet scent in the air, looking both silly and funny.

Zhao Yan burst out laughing and told everyone to quickly wash their hands and eat.

Everyone enjoyed a bowl of rice and sweet potato porridge.

After finishing their meal, Zhao Yan used the light from the fire to quickly set up two simple tents with tarpaulin.

The older ones were given to men to sleep with, while the younger ones were shared by her and Tian Xiu'e.

Just before they were about to rest, Yang Sanlang suddenly came to Zhao Yan's side and said to her in an unyielding tone, "Yan'er, Chen An and I will keep watch tonight. You and Uncle Yuan should go and rest."

Considering their health, he and Chen An didn't do much work in the afternoon, and they didn't feel tired.

Zhao Yan was taken aback for a moment, but quickly came to her senses.

Sure, she'd love to.

After a long day, she just wanted to get a good night's sleep.

She roughly shoved the machete into the man's arms and whispered, "Call me if you need anything."

Then, without looking back, he climbed into the tent, lay down, and soon fell asleep.

Yang Sanlang felt the lingering warmth from the hilt of his sword as he silently watched the woman enter the tent with his dark eyes.

She was always very polite to herself.

What went wrong?

Is there something he didn't do well enough?

Yes, I must ask her myself when I have the chance.

A good night's sleep.

Rarely having no night watch, Zhao Yan slept soundly until dawn.

After waking up, it's inevitable that your whole body will start to ache.

Those arms, those legs, that slender waist, looked as if they had been run over by a heavy cart, so heavy, I didn't want to move at all.

But, no.

I still have half of my tasks to complete today.

Zhao Yan emerged from the tent with a grimace, and seeing that all the adults had tense expressions and furrowed brows, she immediately felt better.

Ha ha.

Everyone is just as upset as she is.

Tian Xiu'e had already prepared breakfast and was taking care of the younger children as they ate.

Seeing Zhao Yan get up, he quickly waved to her.

"Yan'er, go brush your teeth and wash your face, the food will get cold soon."

"Understood, Sister Tian."

Zhao Yan casually agreed and turned around to find a place to relieve herself.

After quickly relieving herself, she was about to go back when she suddenly heard a whimpering sound that sounded like Little Grey.

"Awooo—Awooo—"

The call was faint, and it sounded like it was coming from some distance away.

But Little Grey can't howl like a wolf, right?

Could it be... that it encountered some danger?

Zhao Yan's eyes suddenly turned cold. She took the dagger out of her storage cabinet, held it in her right hand, and strode towards the source of the sound.

Yang Sanlang, who was keeping an eye on his surroundings at the camp, caught sight of her hurried, swaying figure. His dark eyes narrowed, and he picked up his machete and quietly followed her.

After turning a corner, Zhao Yan finally saw Little Grey at the foot of the hill.

However, he was stunned into standing still by the two brown bears, one big and one small, opposite Little Gray.

I'm a darling!

What is that idiot Xiao Hui doing?

It actually dared to openly provoke an adult brown bear?!

And they even made "woof woof" noises at others.

With its tiny body, it's a miracle that the brown bear mother didn't kill it with one slap.

Down the hillside, Little Gray was still fearlessly howling at the brown bear in front of him.

The little brown bear cub looked like it had just been born; its fur wasn't very long yet. It blinked its two big eyes, looking at Little Gray's mysterious behavior with a puzzled expression.

"Ouch——"

Little Grey: Don't come any closer! If you do, I'll bite you!

The mother brown bear pulled her cub behind her, her strong and upright body tensing up suddenly, assuming a posture ready to attack at any moment.

"Awooo—Awooo—"

Little Grey's cries grew more urgent, with a faint tremor at the end.

Little Gray: Mommy! Please come and save me!

It was just out having fun when it happened to encounter this enormous thing!

Ah!

Oh dear! It doesn't want to be eaten at such a young age!

Faced with the enormous mother brown bear, Little Grey gradually lost his advantage, and fear showed in his wolf eyes.

Zhao Yan hid behind the grass on the hillside, her peach blossom eyes filled with anxiety.

How to do?