Three laborers went to find materials to repair the thatched shed, while Su Tang and Lin Xia also tidied up their belongings inside.

Six broken stone bowls, two blackened animal hides, and two blunt bone knives—these were all the belongings he had left.

There were also some moldy fruit pits and bones piled up in the straw shed, which the two of them cleaned up and threw away to make room.

"It's like going back to square one, penniless." Su Tang wiped her sweat and let out a long sigh.

Their family was at least moderately well-off, but suddenly they were living like primitive people. This change was earth-shattering.

Fortunately, the whole family has progressive ideas and a strong ability to accept new ideas.

Just then, Su Tang felt something furry rubbing against her feet.

Looking down, she saw a small white ball that had somehow crawled to her feet and was nudging her feet with its snow-white head, which was covered with weeds.

Su Tang's body stiffened instantly.

What she dislikes most are furry little things.

"Daughter, these kittens have been chirping for ages, they must be hungry. Why don't you feed them?" Lin Xia said as she returned after throwing the bones over, noticing the situation.

She picked up the little dumpling, her eyes softening, and placed her in Su Tang's arms.

Su Tang didn't react for a moment, "Mom, there's no food at home, what am I going to feed her?"

Lin Xia's gaze fell on her bulging chest.

"Silly girl, these little ones haven't been weaned yet, of course they're still being fed."

Su Tang froze instantly, almost dropping the cub in her arms.

"I...feed them?!"