The Couple Who Escaped from Famine Lived in a Ruined Temple, How Could They Have Enough to Eat Every Meal?

On a rainy night, I carried my daughter with a high fever on my back and knelt in the ruined temple gnawing mud to survive. Modern white-collar workers suddenly die in time travel, and the beginning is the hell mode of disaster years. Food was exhausted, people were scattered, people died of hunger everywhere, and the lives of mother and daughter were hanging by a thread. When my eight-year-old daughter cried, half an acre of sweet potatoes grew in the corner! Tears water the ground, three days will produce melons, and deserted villages will turn into fertile fields. I cooked it and sold it for copper plates, and made my first pot of gold. Planting vegetables and weeding all depends on the children, and the refugees work together to open up wasteland. The officers and soldiers requisitioned grain, and the landlords seized land, I shouldered them all! From a beggar in a ruined temple to a private granary custodian, Leading the whole village to counterattack and become rich, who says we can't have the last laugh in a disaster year?