Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

After the little girl gave the money to Liu Zhongtian, the latter left with a happy smile.

Liu Qing sighed and looked at the heavy snow outside in a daze.

He Ling picked two more dates and handed one to Liu Qing.

The cold dates pressed against the little girl's face, finally waking her up.

"What are you thinking about?"

The little girl shook her head and looked at the heavy snow outside. "I just think the snow is so heavy this year."

The days passed in peace again.

In the yard, He Ling had just finished taking a medicinal bath. When she stood up, several drops of water dripped along the winding and rugged waterway.

She has now finished the eighth forging medicinal bath, but the improvement effect brought to her by the subsequent medicinal baths is far less than she imagined.

But it makes sense. After all, the human body is a mortal body. Even if you use the best medicinal herbs, there is always a limit to what the body can absorb.

Stepping out of the bathtub, He Ling wiped herself casually with a towel and put on her clothes.

As soon as I went out, I saw Liu Qing. She was holding a red invitation in her hand and seemed to be looking for He Ling.

Liu Qing glanced at He Ling and two blushes appeared on her face.

After so many medicinal baths, He Ling's figure has become much better. What she didn't notice is that her chest has become more prominent. Now that she has just finished the medicinal bath, her hair and face are wet, and water droplets are sliding from her face to her fair chest. It is summer now, and He Ling is wearing thin clothes. Some parts of her clothes are soaked by water droplets, revealing a white area.

The little girl didn't dare to look at He Ling, and her words were hesitant. "Sister Ling'er...this...is for you."

After saying that, he handed the invitation to He Ling and ran away.

He Ling smiled and looked at the impetuous little girl, then shook her head helplessly.

When he opened the envelope, he found that it was from his old acquaintance Sun Qingshan. His wife had given birth to a big fat boy, who was now one hundred days old. He said that he had sent an invitation to invite He Ling to attend the full moon banquet.

Seeing that the time was only five days later, He Ling thought about it and decided not to go. After all, she and Sun Qingshan were just colleagues who had met a few times. Apart from this relationship, they were not even friends, but only acquaintances.

But after thinking about it, she asked someone to bring some silver over. After all, they had sent an invitation, so she had to at least give them some face.

After that, life became dull again. This was how life was in ancient times. It was rare for anything big to happen.

In the blink of an eye, another two years passed.

The little girl's face never looked happy that day, and He Ling tried to comfort her for a long time but to no avail.

Her father, Liu Zhongtian, died. Ever since the little girl gave Liu Zhongtian money for the first time, Liu Zhongtian not only did not change, but became even worse.

He Ling always came to Liu Qing's house to look for him. The money was nothing to her. Although she didn't like Liu Zhongtian, he was the girl's father after all. She couldn't be too decisive and still gave him some money.

However, as the times increased, the girl's heart gradually hardened. Until one day, no matter how Liu Zhongtian threw a tantrum, the girl refused to speak. Liu Zhongtian begged outside the door from afternoon to evening, but Liu Qing did not open the door or pay any attention to him. So she left cursing.

Soon after, I heard the news of Liu Zhongtian's death.

The two of them stood in front of a solitary grave with no sign on it.

When Liu Qing heard the news of Liu Zhongtian's death, his face looked a little sad, but he didn't say anything. Instead, He Ling sighed and paid someone to bury the body in a cemetery outside the city.

The little girl's eyes were a little red, but she was stubborn and refused to let the tears flow out of her eyes.

He Ling hugged the little girl from behind and said, "Xiaoqing, cry if you want to. No one will blame you."

Liu Qing couldn't hold back her tears any longer, and hugged He Ling, sobbing and saying:

"Sister Ling'er, even though he...doesn't do any serious work all day...just drinks...and...beats me at every turn. But he is my only relative in this world."

"Now that he's gone... Xiaoqing will truly be... an orphan..."

Looking at the little girl crying heart-wrenchingly in her arms, He Ling felt endless pity in her heart, and she hugged Liu Qing tightly.

"Xiaoqing, you are not an orphan. You still have me. From today on, we are each other's family."

Liu Qing couldn't remember what happened afterwards. She cried so hard that she fainted on the way back.

The next day, Liu Qing woke up from bed. She felt a little sore in her eyes and her throat was hoarse.

She glanced at the sunlight shining into the room, and her heart ached, so she quickly got up and got out of bed.

It was already this late, and she hadn't prepared breakfast for Sister Ling'er yet. As soon as she entered the kitchen, she smelled a burnt smell, and then saw Sister Ling'er, who was covered in dust, with a black plate of unidentified objects in her hand.

He Ling saw the little girl and smiled at her, revealing a row of big white teeth, which were particularly eye-catching on her face which was a little dark from smoke.

The little girl's mouth curled up, and finally she couldn't help laughing.

He Ling stood there somewhat awkwardly. She hadn't cooked for a long time, and her previous cooking skills were limited to some home-cooked dishes and hotpots. Ever since Liu Qing came, and because she was so capable, He Ling had become idle and had basically never been in the kitchen. Today, she saw that the little girl didn't get up because she cried too sadly yesterday, so He Ling didn't disturb her. She thought about preparing the meal first and waiting for her to get up and eat.

Who knew it would turn out like this.

After the little girl laughed, she took over the kitchen. He Ling wanted to help, but she couldn't control her strength well and ended up making things worse several times. In the end, she was kicked out of the kitchen by the little girl.

It was noon when the meal was ready. Seeing the little girl's obviously happier face, He Ling also smiled slightly.

She knew that this child liked to keep everything in her heart, but looking at her like this, she seemed to be feeling better.

After lunch, He Ling put on her constable uniform and went out. She had been late for patrolling the streets because of cooking in the morning, so she had to go out at noon.

Wanglai Street has changed a lot in the past two years.

Thanks to He Ling's heavy blow, there is no gangster on this street, not even a single person who swears. Originally, most people wandered around the street because they couldn't find anything to do, and over time they became gangsters.

Now that public security is better, more people are doing business, and a large number of people have been absorbed. Naturally, there are fewer gangsters and hooligans. With fewer gangsters and hooligans, public security is naturally better. More and more people are starting to think about finding a serious job to do. Those who can't find one set up their own stalls to sell food and some small items.

So Wanglai Street, which was once known as the poor street, is now becoming more and more prosperous and lively, and word has spread that it is almost becoming the rich street.