The Year of Lihua: She Was Reborn

"Maybe I'm not very noticeable! I usually meet people in men's clothing, so it's normal that I don't recognize some of them. Now that I've seen them, it's not bad."

Hua Ye explained slowly and gave a long speech.

Zuo Nian stood there in a daze, looking at her several times in a row, but his mind was still blank about his previous memories of her.

I just feel empty and uncomfortable inside, but I don’t know what that feeling is. I can’t describe it and it feels like a lump in my throat.

"Now we should focus on dealing with this mess. As long as this famine doesn't end, the people won't be able to live in peace, and it might even affect several cities."

Zuo Yun stepped forward to interrupt their conversation. He noticed the subtle changes on Hua Ye's face, and if he said one more word, his eyes might turn red.

"Yes, it's urgent. I'm hungry, give me a bowl of porridge first!"

Hua Ye smiled awkwardly and walked between the two of them towards the mess camp.

A skinny little figure rushed out from the long queue, holding a small broken bowl and with a dirty face, and followed Hua Ye.

She took the porridge handed to her by the cook and turned around. The poor little guy was standing one meter away from her, staring at her with his big, sparkling eyes.

The little guy seemed very scared, but he kept circling around Hua Ye and was reluctant to leave for a long time.

Seeing this scene, Hua Ye's originally heroic face showed a gentle and harmless smile.

She slowly walked over, squatted down, and asked softly, "Little girl, what's wrong with you? Are you hungry?"

After saying that, Hua Ye gently handed the bowl of hot porridge to the little guy.

However, the little guy stretched out his dirty little hands and fumbled in the tattered clothes, then quickly retracted his hands.

The little girl kept smacking her lips, obviously she was very hungry. She swallowed her saliva desperately and said tremblingly: "Beautiful sister, thank you... Thank you for saving me this morning..."

Looking at the little girl in front of him with a sallow face and a short stature that was less than half his height, and then looking at her pitiful and timid appearance, Hua Ye couldn't help but feel a strong feeling of pity in his heart.

"Don't worry, eat it. I'll just go get another bowl. Don't worry, if you drink it, I'll run out of it..."

Hua Ye looked at the little girl in front of him tenderly, only to see her thin body trembling slightly, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

Her big eyes revealed her desire for food and her helplessness towards life. Hua Ye sighed softly, his heart filled with pity.

She carefully groped in the little guy's slightly large and tattered sleeves, and soon, she stretched out a thin hand.

He held a bowl of hot porridge tightly in his hand and then carefully put it into the little guy's hand.

"It's a little hot, drink it slowly! It's only right for me to save you. After all, you're still a little flower that's just blooming and growing towards the sun. Of course, you need more care! So, don't take this too seriously. For me, this is just a piece of cake!"

Hua Ye smiled and gently stroked the little guy's dry hair.

Having just been showered by rain, the little guy's hair was wet and stuck tightly to his scalp. His hair looked not only extremely sparse but also slightly yellowish.

The little girl looked at Hua Ye with gratitude. She took the bowl of porridge and felt the warmth coming from the bowl.

Perhaps because she had been hungry for a long time, or perhaps because she was touched by Hua Ye's kind and gentle attitude, she didn't care about the temperature of the porridge. She picked up the bowl of porridge without hesitation and drank it in big gulps.

After taking several sips, the little guy finally finished all the porridge in the bowl.

She wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve in satisfaction, then raised her head and said with a confused and dull look in her eyes: "Thank you, sister... I haven't had such sweet white porridge in a long time..."

Hua Ye couldn't help but wonder in his heart: This disaster relief food has been distributed for a few days, why can't we drink a bowl of it...

The little guy continued to express his gratitude to Hua Ye, his words were immature and sincere.

"But...but for me, sister, this is a life-saving favor. My mother said that a drop of water should be repaid with a spring, let alone a life-saving favor, so I must apologize in person."