After Jiang Tangtang left, Village Chief Song gave the banana tree that Lu Shiyan had given him to his sons and told them to divide it among themselves.
He gave none of the ripe bananas to anyone, reserving them all for his wife, Madam Qi.
Qi was originally a capable woman, but ever since her youngest son, Song Jun, died of illness on the way to escape, she seemed to have lost her soul and could no longer muster any energy.
Seeing his increasingly thin wife, Village Chief Song was filled with worry, but there was nothing he could do.
The death of his most beloved youngest son nearly cost him his life. But as the head of the family, he couldn't afford to collapse. He could only bury his grief and grit his teeth and persevere.
"Have something to eat! Lu Sanlang and his wife brought it over." Village Chief Song handed a ripe banana to his wife and whispered his thoughts, "I used to think that child was just good at fooling around, but now it seems that she's more than just a fool."
Madam Qi sighed, "Lu Sanlang is a blessed man."
Although Jiang Tangtang is spoiled and demanding, she never abandoned Lu Sanlang when he was injured.
Unlike Fang Peiru, who, even before her son had died, feared he would be a burden to her and severed all ties with him.
Deep down, she harbored resentment towards Fang Peiru. She felt that Fang Peiru had cut off her son's last hope, and that if she had stayed by his side through thick and thin, perhaps they could have made it through.
Village Chief Song sighed, "Eat something, don't ruin your health."
Madam Qi glanced at her several children who were so thin they were practically skin and bones, and declined, saying, "I'm practically half-buried in the ground, so I won't waste it. Let the children eat it instead."
"Don't worry, the children won't go hungry. You eat first and get well." Village Chief Song took out his son to persuade his wife, "Have you forgotten what Ah Jun said before he left? If anything happens to you, he won't be at peace even in the afterlife!"
Thinking of her son's dying words, repeatedly urging her to take care of herself, Madam Qi wiped away her tears and picked up a banana to eat.
After taking a bite of the banana, Qi's tears fell even more fiercely.
She couldn't remember the last time she had eaten something so delicious. She handed the remaining banana to Village Chief Song, saying, "These bananas are so soft, sweet, and sticky. Old man, we really have to thank the Lu family properly."
Village Chief Song took only a small bite and nodded, saying, "It's delicious."
People in this era suffered from a sugar shortage and had a great fondness for sweet foods. Unfortunately, sugar was incredibly expensive, making it unaffordable for ordinary people.
In the past, they would find bananas like these by chance on the mountain, but they would mostly be reluctant to eat them and would take them to the city to exchange for money.
In other words, even when people weren't fleeing from disaster, bananas weren't something everyone could afford to eat.
Not to mention those on the road to escape famine.
The elderly couple shared a banana, and Village Chief Song began to think about how to repay the Lu family.
With Lu Shiyan, a hunting expert, in the Lu family, the Song family's conditions were far inferior to those of the Lu family, and Village Chief Song couldn't think of a way to repay the Lu family for the time being.
Finally, Madam Qi said, "The Lu family just lost their ox, and Lu Sanlang is quite capable, so I don't think they'll lack food or drink for the time being. We don't have any extra money or grain to repay them, so we can only be more careful in our daily lives to prevent anyone from coveting their horses and causing trouble in secret."
Village Chief Song nodded, agreeing with his wife's reasoning. He called his sons over, gave them some instructions, and then rearranged the sleeping arrangements for the family members.
Although the rearrangement by Village Chief Song was minor, it effectively surrounded the Lu family, subtly forming a protective circle.
Therefore, Wang Ergou and Fang Peiru not only failed to find an opportunity that night, but also failed to find an opportunity for the next two days.
Although Jiang Tangtang has still been quite fussy these past two days.
Having solved the transportation problem, Jiang Tangtang began to be picky about accommodation.
Although Lu Shiyan prepared mosquito repellent sachets for her, she could only curl up and sleep on the cart every night, or lean against tree trunks or rocks.
Jiang Tangtang, who considers pleasure as her sole purpose in life, could never endure this hardship.
Every morning she wakes up with neck pain, back pain, and pain all over her body. It's so bad that she curses God every morning for making her transmigrate.
She still had so much money left to spend when she transmigrated. What will happen to her money?
Is there anything more terrifying than this in the world?
[Don't panic, host. As long as you complete the missions diligently, you can still reach the pinnacle of life in this world.]
Jiang Tangtang rolled her eyes. [I'm already at the pinnacle of life without even trying, so why should I bother coming into this world to struggle?]
[What's the difference between a life without striving and a life of idleness? Host, you're still young. If you live like a dead person at such a young age, what joy is there in life?]
Jiang Tangtang snorted coldly, "[But I'm just a lazy bum, I only want to be a rich dead person, that's my life's pleasure. What do you, a system without flesh and blood, without a physical body, who has never experienced life, know?]"
[Host, please refrain from personal attacks or insults against this system.]
The system, which usually likes to act aloof, clearly sounded exasperated this time.
Jiang Tangtang raised an eyebrow. "What? Did I say something wrong? Do you perhaps have a physical body and enjoy a wonderful life? Then tell me, are you male or female?"
[Warning: Please do not inquire about the system's private information.]
Jiang Tangtang completely disregarded its warning, but she knew that she couldn't go back to her original world now and could only endure it.
To make things easier for herself in the days to come, Jiang Tangtang decided to continue doing tasks. [Didn't you say last time that I could take a shower and use ice if I did tasks? Tell me, how do I get to use ice?]
The system asked: [Does the host know what ice can be made from?]
Although I'm somewhat uneducated, I've still read a few time-travel novels and know that saltpeter can be made into ice.
[That's it! As long as the host increases their character stats, gains scanning rights, and obtains saltpeter and water, they can make ice, right?]
Jiang Tangtang sighed. She, a wealthy second-generation heiress, had actually fallen to the point of having to make her own ice. [Fine, how much of a persona do I have now?]
[You only need fifty more points to use the scanning function.]
Jiang Tangtang was shocked and couldn't believe it: [Why so little? I knew it! I knew you were such a careless and unethical system. Even though I slacked off a bit after getting the horse reward, it shouldn't be only ten points!]
No, it's just that your recent "saintly" behavior has damaged your public image, making it harder to gain character points.
Jiang Tangtang was furious. [Where am I being a saint? You're not referring to delivering bananas to the village chief's house, are you? That's considered saintly? Nobody believes you're not deliberately trying to deduct points from my score.]
[This isn't something I can decide; whether someone is a "saintly" or not is for the readers of Vegetable.com to judge. Based on the usual pattern of negative reviews from Vegetable.com readers, your recent actions are likely to be perceived as "saintly," making it harder to gain positive public image points.]
Jiang Tangtang: [...]
Damn it!
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