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

"I'll go cut down some more trees."

Zhao Yan decided to cut as much as she could before dark, as she wanted to enjoy a nice hot spring soak that night.

Tomorrow, she won't do these physical chores anymore, because she has already figured out a way to process the sweet potatoes.

She plans to set aside some of the sweet potatoes and make the rest into dried sweet potatoes.

This way, it not only doesn't take up much space, but it can also be stored for a long time.

There were so many sweet potatoes on that acre of land, weighing over a thousand pounds.

They only had one carriage, which was already crammed full of things. Once they set off, there simply wasn't enough room to put all those sweet potatoes in it.

Not to mention that half of the kudzu roots haven't been dug up yet.

Sigh, having too much stuff can be a problem.

If only she could put everything into her spatial storage cabinet, she wouldn't be afraid of having too much stuff.

Unfortunately, she couldn't.

Hey.

Zhao Yan sighed silently again.

It's such a waste of her 60-square-meter storage space.

Yang Sanlang disagreed, saying, "It's getting dark, it's too dangerous for you to go alone. Go back first, and we can chop again tomorrow."

"I have other work to do tomorrow, so I probably won't have time to cut down trees."

Zhao Yan insisted on going to cut down some more trees.

Yang Sanlang glanced at the afterglow of the setting sun, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'll go with you."

“Add me to the list,” Yuan Gang said with a smile.

“Auntie, me too.” Zhao Yunchen retorted, not to be outdone.

A hint of emotion flickered in Zhao Yan's eyes. She pursed her lips and finally said, "Okay, let's go and come back quickly."

The four men each grabbed a machete and headed into the grove.

Using the last bit of sunlight, the four of them focused on chopping down trees as thick as an arm.

When Tian Xiu'e came to call people back for dinner, the ground was already covered with unevenly arranged trees.

Zhao Yan glanced at him with her big eyes and roughly got a sense of what was going on.

There are probably over a hundred trees; that should be enough to build two small wooden houses.

Let them handle the rest tomorrow; she needs to prepare to dry sweet potatoes.

"That's all for today. Go back now and come back tomorrow."

The four stopped, leaving the felled trees in the woods, and headed towards the sweet potato grove.

After a busy afternoon, everyone was starving.

Tian Xiu'e specially cooked a large pot of sweet potato and wild vegetable porridge, which was served with dried meat. It was both filling and satisfying.

Zhao Yan drank two large bowls of wine.

Reluctantly putting down the bowl, she began searching for a change of clothes.

Before leaving, she asked Sister Tian and Jiao Jiao what they thought, and neither of them really wanted to go.

Helpless, Zhao Yan had no choice but to hand her daughter over to Yang Sanlang and take a torch and a basket to the hot spring valley.

It was getting dark, and she wasn't going to bring her daughter.

After she finishes all this, she will take her daughter to experience the fun of soaking in hot springs.

Upon arriving at the hot spring, Zhao Yan extinguished the torch and placed it on the shore. She put the basket containing her clothes on the ground, took off her shoes and outer clothes in the dark, and slowly walked into the wooden house that had been built.

As soon as she entered, she couldn't wait to let her hair down and scoop up the warm lake water to pour over her head.

call--

Zhao Yan closed her eyes tightly and let out a long sigh.

So comfortable!

The water temperature is neither too high nor too low, just right for the human body.

After washing her hair, she began scrubbing the black ash off her body vigorously.

When she saw the dark, oily stripes that were easily rubbed off her body, her face could no longer hold back and trembled wildly for a long time.

Oh my God!

How long has it been since the original owner of this body took a shower?!

Look at those black and gray stripes on its body, round and clinging to its skin, they really look like wriggling caterpillars.

Upon closer reflection, it seems that the original owner of this body in my memory really didn't take many baths.

Aside from being washed by her family when she was a child, she only gets washed once or twice a year after she grew up, and even then, she just washes herself haphazardly.

In the years after marrying Yang Sanlang, she never took a bath again due to water shortage.

No wonder she's been feeling itchy all over for the past two months; it turns out it's because she hasn't showered in years.

Ah!

Let her scrub a little longer.

Zhao Yan, her face dark, frantically rubbed her body.

She hit hard, and within minutes, the originally delicate and fair skin turned bright red.

Worried about rubbing her skin raw, Zhao Yan scrubbed her entire body twice before gradually slowing down.

She spent another two hundred yuan to buy a shower and body care set from the system store, and washed her body from head to toe, feeling refreshed.

She soaked in the hot spring for almost half an hour before swimming to the shore to dry herself off and then put on her clothes.

As I was drying my half-wet hair with a cloth, a very faint sound came from above the steep slope in the darkness.

Zhao Yan's eyes narrowed, and she asked sharply, "Who's there?"

As she finished speaking, she flung an extinguished piece of wood toward the source of the sound.

"boom!"

Unfortunately, it was too dark, and she couldn't see what was happening on the steep slope. The log hit the ground with a "bang" and then fell silent.

Yang Sanlang dodged the weapon thrown by the woman with a swift movement. Afraid of frightening her, he quickly said, "Yan'er, it's me. Don't be afraid."

Nobody's afraid of you.

Hearing the voice, Zhao Yan muttered to herself, then asked in a low voice, "What are you doing here? Where's Xiaomi? Is she asleep?"

"My daughter is asleep."

Yang Sanlang coughed awkwardly a couple of times, trying to explain himself: "I encountered a bear here this morning, and I was worried it would come back tonight, so I... I came to check on it..."

After saying that, he awkwardly looked away, not daring to meet the woman's gaze.

He had only been there a short time. Hearing the sound of water, he was worried that his wife might be in danger, so he glanced into the lake.

I never expected... I saw something I shouldn't have.

Fair and smooth skin, full breasts, and a firm, shapely buttocks...

hiss--

Yang Sanlang instantly felt his blood boil.

He clenched his fists, then released them, then clenched them again...

After repeating this several times, my agitated emotions finally calmed down.

Dark clouds loomed overhead, with only a sliver of moonlight streaming down.

Zhao Yan couldn't see the man's specific situation clearly, nor could she possibly guess it.

Unlike Yang Sanlang, who had practiced internal martial arts and could see anything within ten meters even in the darkest of nights, she was not.

But she knew the man had no intention of spying.

"Oh, thank you."

"It's all right now, you can go back."

After saying that, she continued to dry her hair.

"...Okay, don't linger too long."

Yang Sanlang gave a few words of advice, then left hurriedly without daring to turn around.

Zhao Yan listened as the people on the steep slope moved away before she tied her half-dry hair up with a black rubber band.

She bought the rubber band from the system's in-game store.

There was nothing she could do; she didn't know how to style her hair, so she usually just tied it into a bun at the back of her head.

After finishing all that, she squatted down by the lake, rubbed her wet clothes in the water twice, wrung them out, put them in her basket, and carried the basket back to the sweet potato grove.

The little ones are all asleep.

Zhao Xiaomi was put into the tent by Yang Sanlang and fell into a deep sleep on the soft bedding.

Yang Sanlang is on night duty tonight.

Upon seeing Zhao Yan return, his dark eyes quickly swept across the woman's fair face.

"You're back. Go to sleep now."

Seeing the man's guilty look, Zhao Yan suddenly felt a strange unease.