Transmigrated into a farmer's lucky charm, all the villains in the family panicked.

Yun Shengsheng deliberately used a soft and somewhat timid tone, which was completely different from her usual decisive and efficient style in front of the boys.

The old man looked her over a few more times, then looked up at the group of teenagers behind her.

A group of teenagers, the oldest being twelve or thirteen and the youngest still being held in arms, were all dressed in rags and covered in dust.

They certainly looked like refugees who had suffered a famine.

But their eyes were clear and bright, unlike the murky and desperate eyes of those starving refugees.

The old man's guard lessened somewhat.

He hesitated for a moment, then stood up.

"Come on in, I have two empty rooms in my house that haven't been lived in for many years. Please don't mind them."

Yun Shengsheng smiled and nodded, then turned around and waved to the group.

The boys quickly followed, entering the old man's yard one after another.

Three mud-brick houses stand side by side at the village entrance, next to a crooked tree. The stone mill under the tree is covered with moss, clearly indicating that it has not been used for a long time.

The house looked quite old; there were several cracks in the walls, the paper window frames were torn to shreds, and the door hinges were rusty, making a creaking, screeching sound when pushed open.

The old man pointed out two of the rooms to them, his tone somewhat embarrassed: "Look, no one has lived here for a long time, they're a bit dirty."

"If you can find a place to live, then make do with it. At least you'll have a roof over your head to keep out the wind and rain."

Yun Shengsheng smiled and said, "Thank you, Grandpa."

She pushed open the door, glanced inside, and nodded happily, "It's safe to stay here, it's safe to stay here."

Lu Yueming followed behind Yun Shengsheng and peeked inside, almost losing his balance.

Is this what you call a house?

Not only was it drafty, but the earthen bed was also full of pits and bumps, clearly indicating that rats had made holes and then filled them with loose soil, and the filling was uneven.

There was nothing on the kang (heated brick bed), just solid yellow earth; if you patted it, a cloud of dust would rise up.

Spider webs hung in the corner, and dried droppings from some unknown animal were scattered on the ground.

Lu Yueming opened his mouth, struggling to find the right words: "Sister Shengsheng, this house... maybe we shouldn't stay here anymore?"

Duan Fanyu squeezed in, glanced at it, and then nodded frantically beside him.

"Sister Shengsheng, how about we hurry on our way and continue sleeping in the cave?"

"I thought the cave last night was pretty good; it was warm and dry, much better than this one."

Yun Shengsheng spread her hands, her tone leaving no room for argument: "There's a heavy rainstorm this afternoon. There are no caves around!"

Everyone was taken aback.

rainstorm?

Chu Xiao leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed and looked up at the sky outside.

The sky was a vibrant blue, as if it had been washed clean, without a single cloud. The sun shone brightly overhead, making one's scalp burn.

Don't be ridiculous! A storm is coming down in this weather!

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "How can you be so sure there will be a downpour, Sheng Sheng?"

Yun Shengsheng's lips curled up slightly: "Because I just know."

"What, wanna make a bet?"

Chu Xiao was about to agree, but then he remembered something and shut his mouth.

Yun Shengsheng pouted and ignored him.

Actually, it was Little Dumpling who told her about the torrential rain.

After the little guy upgrades to level 5, he gains the ability to send weather forecasts.

Yun Shengsheng received a reminder last night that there would be a heavy rain in this area between 1:00 PM and 3:00 PM this afternoon, and the rainfall would be quite substantial.

The weather forecasts produced by the system are ridiculously accurate.

If they don't find shelter from the rain and get soaked to the bone, they'll be in big trouble.

Yun Shengsheng herself was fine; she had her own space and medicine. If she got caught in the rain, she could simply go into her space, take a hot shower, and change her clothes. But these teenagers couldn't do that.

Their bodies were already somewhat weak, and if they got caught in the rain and didn't have dry clothes to change into, catching a cold was inevitable. Although she had medicine on hand, no one wanted to have a few more sick people on the road, delaying their journey.

Seeing that the boys were silent, Yun Shengsheng didn't bother to explain any further. She began to make arrangements swiftly and decisively.

First, I borrowed an iron pot from the old man.

The old man readily brought out an old iron pot from the kitchen. It had been used for who knows how many years. The bottom of the pot was black as charcoal, but it could still be used after washing.

The chopsticks were made by Yun Shengsheng herself from a tree branch. She made more than a dozen pairs and distributed them to everyone.

Then she urged the boys to go and find some dry firewood around them.

A heavy rain is coming soon, so we need to prepare firewood quickly, otherwise it will get wet and we won't be able to cook anything.

Although the boys still didn't quite believe it would rain, they dared not disobey their sister Sheng Sheng's orders and obediently split up to find firewood.

After the preparations were complete, Yun Shengsheng decided to cook a pot of wild vegetable porridge.

The rice was taken out of her bundle, or rather, from her spatial storage. Although it wasn't much, it was still very precious under these circumstances.

Wu Xia also led a few boys to the hillside behind the house to find wild vegetables. Before long, they picked a large bunch and came back, including wild shepherd's purse, purslane, and some leafy greens that they didn't know the names of but Yun Shengsheng said were edible.

Lu Yueming volunteered to tend the fire, squatting in front of the stove, puffing out his cheeks and blowing on the flames, his eyes watering from the smoke.

Yun Shengsheng took charge of cooking, putting the rice into the pot and cooking it until it was half-cooked. Then she chopped up the washed wild vegetables and put them in to cook together.

When the porridge was almost ready, she magically produced a few pieces of previously roasted dried meat, shredded them into thin strips, and sprinkled them into the pot.

The wild vegetable porridge is ready.

The presentation wasn't great, but the aroma was undeniable. The fat from the shredded meat melted into the porridge, giving the whole pot a warm, glossy sheen.

Yun Shengsheng immediately ladled out a bowl and took it to the old man.

The old man took the bowl, lowered his head to smell it, and his eyes lit up.

He picked up his chopsticks, slurped down two mouthfuls, and nodded in satisfaction.

He lived alone at the entrance of the village, without any children. He usually ate whatever was convenient and hadn't had such fragrant hot porridge in a long time.

In the courtyard, Wu Xia distributed the remaining wild vegetable porridge, one bowl for each person, no more and no less.

The boys, holding rough earthenware bowls, sat or squatted, gulping down their drinks.

The sounds of slurping filled the air; everyone was eating with great relish.

Yun Shengsheng fed Gu Zilan, and then she ate.

After everyone finished eating, Lu Yueming took it upon himself to lead a few teenagers to wash the dishes.

Just as the dishes were almost washed, the sky suddenly changed color.

Just moments ago, the sky was clear and cloudless, but in the blink of an eye, dark clouds surged up from behind the mountains, dark and heavy like a blanket covering the sky.

The strong winds arrived first, blowing the trees by the gate of the courtyard askew. Suddenly, a damp, earthy smell filled the air, heavy and oppressive, making one's chest feel heavy and suffocated.

Then, large raindrops began to fall.

A crackling, dense, countless tiny pebbles raining down from the sky...