Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Lin Lanzhi's death went unnoticed; perhaps no one really cared about her anymore.

Xiong Bufan wielded the shovel with great force as he turned the soil in Granny Qiu's vegetable garden. Granny Qiu followed behind, scattering vegetable seeds. "Bufan," she said, "as long as we plant the seeds and weed and water them on time, we'll be able to eat vegetables soon."

"Mother-in-law, why don't we go and ask those people for our money back?"

“They are too poor and they are hiding from us.”

Xiong Bufan continued swinging the shovel, which was taller than himself, and said, "Then we'll go ask them for money again when they have it."

Kongkong thought to himself: You two should stop now. You're worse than thugs. Now even thugs avoid you, afraid you'll rob them of their money.

However, the regulations have standardized the environment for vendors' activities, and there are no more local thugs demanding protection money from anyone they think is easy to bully. Granny Qiu and Xiong Bufan have done a good thing, even if they weren't very friendly to the local thugs.

Granny Qiu and Xiong Bufan depended on each other for survival, and when she had free time, she would teach Xiong Bufan how to fight. Kongkong completely agreed with this, after all, she didn't want to see Xiong Bufan being bullied.

Madam Lin held Lin Lanxi's hand, while the maidservant carefully removed the gauze from Lin Lanxi's face at the dressing table, the gauze slowly peeling off.

The maid couldn't resist peeking at the bronze mirror out of curiosity, then quickly lowered her head and focused on unwrapping the gauze, not daring to look anywhere else.

Although she had prepared herself for her beloved daughter's disfigurement, Madam Lin gasped the moment the bandages were removed and unconsciously clenched Lin Lanxi's hand.

Lin Lanxi glanced at Madam Lin, "Mother, you're hurting me."

Madam Lin quickly let go, saying, "It was my fault." She then rubbed Lin Lanxi's arm, afraid of upsetting her.

The face in the mirror was no longer recognizable as human; only her eyes and mouth were intact. The rest of her face was red and deeply furrowed. If she went out at night, passersby would not be able to distinguish her from a ghost.

Lin Lanxi saw the person in the mirror clearly, screamed and stood up, grabbed the rouge box next to her and threw it at the bronze mirror. There was only one mark on the bronze mirror, and the rouge was scattered all over the ground.

Seeing that the bronze mirror did not react, Lin Lanxi picked up a chair next to her and smashed it against the dressing table. The dressing table was finally knocked over. Lin Lanxi smashed things in the room until the floor was a mess. Madam Lin watched her daughter smash things quietly. Her good daughter was suffering. She knew that she would definitely find a famous doctor to restore her daughter's appearance.

Lin Lanxi was probably tired from smashing things, so she stood there still. Madam Lin went over and hugged Lin Lanxi to comfort her, saying, "Xi'er, your mother will definitely find the best doctor to restore your appearance to its original state."

Lin Lanxi leaned on Madam Lin's shoulder, touching her face sadly, and said, "Mother, I'm about to marry Brother Jiang Yu. Am I still good enough for him?"

Whether he's a good match or not isn't up to Jiang Yu to decide. Madam Lin said softly, "Xi'er, what exactly do you like about that young man from the Jiang family?"

"Mom, liking someone is something that can't be explained, just like how you like my dad, there's no reason for it."

Madam Lin was speechless and could only hug Lin Lanxi.

The matter of Jiang Yu's male concubine is urgent, and the search for the divine doctor must also be carried out as soon as possible. We should try to restore our daughter's appearance before the end of the year so as not to affect Lin Lanxi's marriage to Jiang Yu the following year.

Lin Lu fared slightly better than Lin Lanxi because Madam Lin intervened in time and summoned the imperial physician. His hands were not ruined, and the few light red scars left behind did not affect his writing. It's just that his hands were not as beautiful as before.

The Lin couple's relationship was even stronger than before. Even the evil deeds that Lin Lu had previously investigated about Madam Lin were completely ignored. The person in front of them was far more important than before. Besides, Lin Lanzhi was already dead, so they could just burn more paper money for her when the time came.

The more Granny Qiu taught him, the more she felt that Xiong Bufan was a good prospect for martial arts. His strength and fighting skills made up for his age. If he was trained properly, he would surely become a great man in the future.

Before learning martial arts, Xiong Bufan felt he had a lot of strength but nowhere to use it. Now, that's no longer the case. Every punch he throws can mobilize the power of his whole body, without any unnecessary movements that waste energy. Xiong Bufan is happy to learn these things that make him stronger, and Granny Qiu also feels that she has inherited the skills.

Life went on like this, and soon winter arrived.

At first, Granny Qiu and Xiong Bufan were able to rob some money from the local thugs, but as the reputation of the old woman and the boy grew, the thugs would run away whenever they saw them.

Although Granny Qiu said she didn't care about Xiong Bufan's meals, she would always steam some buns for him every time she made steamed buns, and use the money from selling the buns to buy some meat for him to treat himself.

As the weather grew colder, Granny Qiu would take Xiong Bufan to set up a stall on the street for about half an hour each time. The rest of the time, she would teach Xiong Bufan martial arts and cook food from the cellar.

But Xiong Bufan wanted to eat meat; he didn't want to eat only cabbage every meal without a trace of meat. Xiong Bufan noticed that different people were constantly coming and going from next door, even thugs who had been robbed would frequent the place.

Granny Qiu made a cotton-padded coat for Xiong Bufan. Xiong Bufan sat at the entrance of the courtyard looking at the stars. His hair had grown to his shoulders, but Xiong Bufan preferred to wear a hat.

Another person came out from next door. It was the same person who had harassed Xiong Bufan before but was robbed by Xiong Bufan and Granny Qiu. Xiong Bufan slipped back into the courtyard, found a piece of black cloth and tied it to his face, then took a shortcut to the entrance of the alley.

The man was Niu Er, who had just committed his first robbery. He was walking home under the bright moonlight with a satisfied expression when a dark figure blocked his way.

The shadowy figure deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Robbery. Hand over all your money."

The person blocking the way was a short man. Niu Er had been praised beforehand, so he wasn't afraid at all. Instead, he was eager to try and pulled out his knife. "You little brat, I'll grab you and report you to the authorities in a bit, and you'll get a taste of prison food."

When he himself hadn't broken the law, Niu Er was happy to send those who did to jail to experience what it's like to be imprisoned.