Reborn as a Little Girl, but Living as a Drifter

“Steamed buns, four for one yuan!” an elderly woman called out as she pushed her tricycle cart.

“I’ll take one yuan’s worth,” said a small figure in a soft, childish voice.

Walking along the road, the little girl held her steamed buns with a bright smile on her face—because she knew she would finally be able to eat her fill today.