Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

"In the years you've been asleep, Qishan Road has developed rapidly. Last year, I had someone roughly count the population of Qishan Road, and now there are 34 million people living there."

"I've adopted most of the policies that you initially formulated, Da'an, but I've made some changes. You can take a look when you have time."

"By the way, because Qing'an County has grown larger and more important, I changed Qing'an County to Qing'an Prefecture three years ago."

I redefined the administrative boundaries, incorporating the two neighboring county towns. By last year, the permanent population of Qing'an Prefecture had reached 900,000, and in a few more years it should be worthy of its status as the center of Qishan Circuit.”

On the bustling street, Mu An and Mu Ling'er changed into ordinary clothes and walked side by side.

Mu Ling'er seemed to be in a very good mood, and kept talking to Mu An about what had happened over the years. She started talking as soon as she left the Mu residence and hasn't stopped since.

"Master Zhuang came once last year, with his students. He looked much older and was wearing tattered clothes, but I felt that he had an inexplicable aura about him, a kind of enlightenment-like feeling..."

I chatted with Master Zhuang for a while. He's currently wanted by the whole world and is having a tough time. I wanted him to stay and teach, but he left after only a few days.

Let me tell you, Grandma He's temper is much better than before. Now she spends all her time in the woodworking shop, I don't know what she's doing, but she won't let me see.

Grandma Green is still the same as ever, with the best temper. You can always see her painting there. I secretly peeked at her hidden sketches once. She painted so many things, but her skill level isn't very good. She can only draw things that she has at home...

Hehe, she even secretly drew a few of us, and they were so ugly, I'm too embarrassed to say they were me... Don't tell her that...

Oh, right, there's one more thing, you'll never guess...

The two moved forward with the flow of people. Mu An walked a little ahead and to the left of Mu Ling'er, blocking the crowds coming and going for her.

There were indeed many more people on the street than before he began to understand the Dao.

Seeing Mu Ling'er making a loud noise, he cooperated by showing a curious attitude.

"Hmm? Is it something interesting?"

Mu Ling'er feigned mystery, placing a finger to her lips, then tiptoed around before mischievously moving closer to Mu An.

"Over the years, so many people have proposed to me..."

Looking at Mu Ling'er, who was deliberately dragging out her tone, Mu An almost burst out laughing.

Although the little guy has grown up quite a bit, he is still the same as before, and likes to act cute. He looked at Mu Ling'er with a serious expression.

"Huh? There's such a thing? You didn't agree to it, did you? Tell me right now, which family's brat is this? I'll teach him a lesson!"

"Pfft!" Mu Ling'er couldn't help but laugh out loud. Looking at Mu An's cooperative manner, her joy intensified, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the jade pendant at her waist.

"That won't do. If you, Da'an, run wild, no one will dare to come near me."

Mu An smiled and casually tucked Mu Ling'er's wind-blown hair behind her head, her gaze settling on her much more mature face.

"Even though you're all grown up now, there are still some things you care about."

"Actually, they're all insignificant people, I don't really care." Mu Ling'er pouted, her eyes slightly evasive.

Mu An wasn't in a hurry. He just smiled and helped her fix her hair. Based on his understanding of Mu Ling'er, he knew the little one would tell him soon enough.

Just as Mu An had expected, after a short while, Mu Ling continued talking on her own.

"I just feel a little sorry for Xiaopingshan. When he proposed to me, I didn't know how to refuse. I could only say, 'You're still not awake...' He's actually really, really good. He's been playing along with me since we were little, and I even pulled his hair out of his head..."

Mu Ling'er's voice grew softer and softer. She muttered to herself for a long time before finally shaking her head.

「我有劝过他，让他娶个靠谱的贵女，其他地方的也行，但他不听，每个月都要向我求一次婚，后来我嫌他烦，每次都揍他一顿，他也不肯放弃……」

"So, do you like it?" Looking at Mu Ling'er like this, Mu An was a little dazed. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the girl in front of him had grown up or not.

"I don't know, but I don't dislike it." Mu Ling'er seemed a little confused.

"Let's think about it some more. You can do whatever you want."

"Um"

The autumn wind sweeps through the streets, carrying the aroma of wine from the taverns, brushing past the nose and soothing the heart.

"Selling candied hawthorns! Big and sweet candied hawthorns, all kinds available, don't miss out..."

The shouts carried by the evening breeze at sunset reached Mu An's ears. He looked over and saw a young man selling candied hawthorns whom he didn't recognize, but who seemed vaguely familiar.

Mu Ling'er followed Mu An's gaze and introduced the situation with a smile.

"That's Wang Lao Er's grandson. His family has made a living selling candied hawthorns for three generations. Do you remember Wang Lao Er? He's the one who used to deliver candied hawthorns to our house. When I was little, I loved his strawberry skewers the most."

"I see..." Mu An stared at the young man selling candied hawthorns for a while, without saying whether she wanted to eat some or not, only sighing softly.

"Want to buy two? I remember you actually like these quite a bit, Da'an." Although she asked again, Mu Ling'er didn't give Mu An a chance to choose. She walked to the cart, bought two candied hawthorns made of grapes, and handed them to Mu An.

"Try it, the taste is a little different from before."

The main body of the candied hawthorn is made of grapes, coated with a thick layer of syrup, without any sugar coating, making it look very tempting.

Mu An took a bite, and the sweet taste blossomed on his tongue. It was indeed a significant improvement over the taste he remembered.

While eating, Mu Ling'er didn't say anything. The two of them each held a candied hawthorn and slowly walked through the crowd.

When she reached the middle of the street, Mu Ling'er suddenly stopped and pointed to a shop on the side.

"Would you like some plum juice?"

Mu An looked over and saw a relatively small shop where a young couple was selling plum juice.

Although the shop was small, it was very clean. A large, well-sealed jug was filled with plum juice, along with many other bottles and jars of various sizes.

Just as Mu An was about to refuse, Mu Ling'er's slightly cheerful voice interrupted him.

"I don't know if you remember, but one summer was extremely hot. I had heatstroke, and you carried me to a vendor and bought me two cups of plum juice."

Mu An looked up in surprise, his gaze meeting Mu Ling'er's. The little girl he remembered was now squinting her eyes, her smiling face full of smugness.

"This is the stall run by that vendor who sells sour plum juice. What do you think? Isn't it great?"

Looking at Mu Ling'er's expression that begged for praise, Mu An was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Amazing, truly amazing. It seems that over the years, Little Ling'er, you have really done a lot for the people living here."

A simple compliment made Mu Ling'er beam with joy. She proudly put her hands on her hips and kept gesturing towards Mu An. When Mu An didn't move, she pushed him with both hands and led him to the shop selling sour plum juice.

"I haven't been here for a long time, and I don't know when the owner changed or if the taste has changed."

Judging from the looks of it, the current owner must be the son of the previous shop owner. Quick, let's go buy two drinks to try.