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

After learning about Hua Yan's situation, Madam Lin had her mute poisoned and sent her to her country estate with some money for medicine.

To prevent Hua Yan from being discovered by the Prefect of the Capital and ruining the reputation of my good daughter.

Madam Lin took out a bag of gold and handed it to Qingzhu. Regardless of whether Lin Lanzhi had kicked her beloved daughter into the fire or not, Lin Lanzhi was destined to die.

She said that before only hoping that her daughter could focus on recovering and leave everything else to her. Now, Madam Lin is regretting that she acted too late. If she hadn't been concerned about the Jiang family, Lin Lanzhi would have been dead long ago.

After doing all this, Mrs. Lin lay on the bed and closed her eyes.

After finishing his meal, Xiong Bufan patted his belly. On the table were the plates he had cleaned, stacked up to be half a person high.

Granny Qiu glanced at Xiong Bufan and said, "Now that we're full, let's go."

Xiong Bufan: "Okay."

Granny Qiu walked ahead, while Xiong Bufan pushed the cart behind. "Grandma, are we going to sell steamed buns there again tomorrow?"

"Do you want to eat more?"

Upon hearing the word "meal," Xiong Bufan's eyes lit up, and he quickly caught up with Granny Qiu, saying, "Yes, Granny, I want to eat my fill."

"Go if you want to eat your fill, but you can steam fewer buns."

whatever Granny Qiu said went, so Xiong Bufan replied, "Okay."

The Prefect of the Capital reported the fire at the Lin family's residence. Before the Emperor's condolences arrived, the Jiang family already knew that the ancestral hall of Lin, the compiler of the Hanlin Academy, had been burned down, that the eldest daughter had been burned, that the second daughter, Lin Lanzhi, had been burned to death, and that Lin himself had been injured.

Madam Jiang arrived with Jiang Yu and some gifts. Poor Madam Lin, who had barely rested, had to get up again to entertain Madam Jiang.

When Lin Lanxi heard that Jiang Yu had arrived, fearing that Madam Lin and the Jiang family would break off the engagement, she hurriedly ordered her maid to carry her over.

Ultimately, the two families decided to become in-laws (agreeing to the marriage of their children). Everyone was happy except for Mrs. Lin, who was not very happy.

Speaking of Lin Lanzhi, everyone thinks she is unlucky. She went to serve her ancestors before she came of age, and her arranged marriage was taken away by her older sister.

Madam Jiang took away Lin Lanxi's birth chart, while Jiang Yu stayed behind to accompany Lin Lanxi.

Lin Lanxi looked at Jiang Yu with deep affection and said, "Brother Jiang Yu, you are finally mine. But will you dislike me looking like this?"

“Lanxi, how could that be? I’ve actually been in love with you for a long time, and now we can finally be together openly and legitimately.”

Jiang Yu turned his head and gagged where Lin Lanxi couldn't see him, while Lin Lanxi was still immersed in her dream of her wish coming true.

"With Brother Jiang Yu here, Xi'er can rest assured."

Jiang Yu looked at Lin Lanxi, who was covered in bandages, some of which were still yellowish, and ultimately did not hug her.

Madam Lin went out of the room and called Qingzhu over, giving her two packets of gold. "You know about the male concubine that the second young master of the Jiang family keeps?"

Qingzhu's eyes were filled with murderous intent. "Don't worry, Madam." She would remove any obstacles that hindered Madam and Miss's happiness, whether it was Lin Lanzhi or Jiang Yu's male concubine.

Jiang Yu was completely unaware of Madam Lin's actions and was still cultivating a relationship with Lin Lanxi at the Lin family home.

Because Lin Lanzhi had not reached marriageable age, had no husband, and no mother, she could only be buried on a piece of land next to the mass grave outside the city. Like many children who died young, her funeral was carried out in a simple coffin, with Lin Lanzhi's clothes inside.

Xiong Bufan and Granny Qiu were packing up their stall when they saw Lin Lanzhi's funeral procession. Everything was white, with a dark coffin in the middle. It was the first time they had ever seen such a scene, so they stopped to watch out of curiosity.

Seeing Xiong Bufan's curiosity, Granny Qiu explained, "A little girl has died. This is her family's final farewell, and also her farewell to the capital."

Xiong Bufan nodded as if he understood, then asked, "Who died?"

"Lin Lanzhi, the second young lady of the Lin family, the compiler of the Hanlin Academy, is being led by a person holding a memorial tablet."

The name sounds so familiar, but Xiong Bufan can't remember who it is. "Kongkong, who is Lin Lanzhi?"

Kongkong thought to himself, "I'm not familiar with you, am I? The owner of this body."

“I’m still here, how can you say Lin Lanzhi is dead? I have to go and see.” Xiong Bufan said, indicating that he was going to go and check.

Granny Qiu didn't know why Xiong Bufan had become so eager to try, but that didn't stop her from pulling him away. "You can't look, or you'll have nightmares."

Moreover, if you disturb her peace, she will turn into a lamb and come after you.

"Come with Grandma, she'll take you to eat. If you're late, the lamb will eat your food." (A fictional monster used by older people in northern China, often as a joke to scare close children.)

The funeral procession had passed, and Granny Qiu pushed the cart while Xiong Bufan obediently followed behind.

They're going to eat, and they're going to eat their fill.

Although Granny Qiu said she wouldn't feed Xiong Bufan, she would take him to rob local thugs who came looking for trouble every day. Xiong Bufan was the bait to lure the thugs.

The stolen money was used to buy food, ensuring Xiong Bufan wouldn't go hungry or thirsty.

Xiong Bufan eats a lot and does a lot of work. As long as you don't provoke her, she's easy to get along with.

Even if you were to do business with no initial investment, you still couldn't afford to eat at Zuichunlou every day.

Granny Qiu buys vegetables and meat every day, takes them home to cook, and Xiong Bufan helps with the fire and chopping vegetables.

The matter of Lin Lanzhi's funeral was considered over, and it didn't even leave a trace in Xiong Bufan's memory.

Qiao Qiqi thought she hated that child, or even didn't care about that child, but when she learned that the child was dead, she was still stunned for a moment. She was actually dead!

Lu Yi put down his official duties, walked over, took Qiao Qiqi's hand, and pulled her into his arms. "Qiqi, if you're feeling unwell, go see her."

Their son, Lu Nianqiao, hugged Qiao Qiqi, saying, "Mother, Nianqiao will always be with you."

Having such a husband and son is a blessing, Qiao Qiqi hugged them back, saying, "Thank you."

"There's no need for thanks from family members, but I thank God for giving me such a kind and excellent princess, who also gave me a wonderful son."

Qiao Qiqi always felt that Lin Lanzhi was not dead. After all, on the day the Lin family burned down, she was invited to the palace and met a dirty little beggar.

Although the little beggar's face was covered and he didn't recognize her, Qiao Qiqi felt that the person was Lin Lanzhi.

Lin Lanzhi simply didn't remember herself. There was no disgust, no intimacy, only a pair of completely indifferent eyes.

Whether they are dead or alive, let's go visit the cemetery.

The next morning, Qiao Qiqi led Lu Yi to Lin Lanzhi's grave after asking around.

Next to it was a mass grave, where a new grave lay all alone, with a simple wooden plank serving as the tombstone, inscribed with "Tomb of Lin Lanzhi".

The maids laid out offerings, and Qiao Qiqi sat on the ground burning paper money, saying, "Lanzhi, may you be reincarnated soon."

Before coming here, Qiao Qiqi had planned to exhume the body and examine it, but then she thought better of it. It was good that Lin Lanzhi was dead; it was good for everyone. She hoped to be a good person in her next life.