Li Miaomiao lay on the creaking wooden bed, speechless.
In her previous life, leading a group of underlings was fine.
Although she had to provide food, drink, and ensure their safety, she could freely order them around.
But in this life, she was given a bunch of “ancestors” to serve? Not a chance.
Damn it all—what heavenly reward was this? Just destroy it all!
“No, no, no, Great Boss Li, you only need to be responsible for your parents. After all, they gave you life and raised you.
Besides, didn’t you also save many people in the apocalypse?
Just treat them like your subordinates. You take the meat, they can drink the soup. Everyone else is up to you.”
The “Heavenly Dao No. 2” said ingratiatingly. After all, being her subordinate would still be a blessing.
“That was a fair exchange! They worked, I gave them food. I wasn’t supporting them for free.
Forget it—better alive in hardship than dead in comfort. You’re sure I only need to be responsible for my parents? You better not go back on your word!”
Seeing Heaven Dao No. 2 back down, Li Miaomiao’s mood immediately improved. She happily took out a bunch of grapes and ate them leisurely.
“Confirmed, confirmed. Great Boss Li, Heaven Dao No. 2’s service ends here. Wishing you a wonderful journey in this era of revival. Please enjoy your life!
Also, kindly leave a good review, dear customer!”
Then Heaven Dao No. 2 suddenly appeared—and just as suddenly disappeared.
A rating interface popped up in front of her:
Not satisfied → press 3Satisfied → press 2Very satisfied → press 1
Even Heaven was this competitive now?
Li Miaomiao tilted her head and thought for a moment, then pressed 1—very satisfied.
After all, it wasn’t easy. Judging from the voice, it sounded like a kid trying to earn a living.
“Knock knock.”
A knock came from outside the door.
Soon, the door was gently pushed open.
“You’re awake, right? Time for dinner. It’s too late today—we’ll go to the commune tomorrow,” said a calm male voice.
Xiao Bian’an sat on the stone steps outside her door. He didn’t look at her, only stared at the darkening sky with deep, distant eyes.
Li Miaomiao recognized the familiar voice—this must be her nominal husband.
She sat up, straightened her slightly messy clothes, and replied calmly, “Okay, I’ll come right away.”
When she stepped out, her gaze unintentionally fell on him—and she was instantly stunned, unable to look away.
“Oh my god…”
She couldn’t help but exclaim softly.
Her 2.0 vision widened as her eyes filled with amazement.
Only one thought filled her mind: this man was unbelievably handsome.
She crouched down to his eye level and leaned closer, shamelessly examining him from head to toe.
His face looked as if carved by a master sculptor—sharp yet gentle lines.
He carried a refined, jade-like elegance, like a gentleman walking through a spring breeze.
His eyes were bright yet deep like a lake, now calmly looking at her with indifference.
He sat upright on the stone bench. Because of the hot weather, he wasn’t wearing a shirt on his upper body, only military-green trousers below.
In the countryside, people didn’t care much about such things—even in this era, many men went shirtless in summer.
Even seated, she could still see his tall, well-proportioned figure and smooth muscle lines—clearly the “slim in clothes, muscular underneath” type.
Likely due to military training, his skin wasn’t fair but a healthy wheat tone.
Li Miaomiao liked it exactly like this—the contrast between his appearance and skin tone felt strangely harmonious.
Everything about him—face, body, skin—was exactly her type.
The only flaw was his clothes; they didn’t match his looks. And his face looked somewhat pale and exhausted—he needed proper care.
At this moment, she had already completely claimed him as her own.
As for divorce—forget it.
That was what the original owner said, not her.
Xiao Bian’an felt uneasy under her intense and strange gaze, so he casually picked up a jacket from the stone table and put it on.
It was hardly a jacket—just two pieces of cloth sewn together with strings.
Instantly, his good physique was covered.
Li Miaomiao sighed in disappointment.
“Ahem… do you have anything else to say?” he asked calmly.
“My legs are already useless. I can’t help you move things tomorrow. Take your time. If you’re in a hurry, you can go back to the educated youth compound.”
When he mentioned his disability, he lowered his eyes, hiding his unwillingness as his hand unconsciously touched his legs.
He didn’t regret saving his comrade, but he regretted never being able to return to the military again.
“I’m not in a hurry to leave. I’ve decided I’m not divorcing you. Let’s live well together in the future,” Li Miaomiao immediately replied, snapping out of her distraction.
“Why?”
“Because of the 500 yuan?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll find a way to make the second sister-in-law return it. But you can’t take it all—you must leave half for me. I also need to live.”
Xiao Bian’an first looked puzzled, then suddenly understood and said rationally:
“No matter how messy our marriage started, we are legally married. If we divorce, you should get half the compensation.”
Who cares about the money? I want you.
“Uh… I just panicked when I saw your legs were injured and blurted out divorce.
But now I’ve thought it through. Since we’re married, we’re a family. We should share hardships, not run away at the first problem—that would be too irresponsible!
Anyway, I regret it. I’m not divorcing anymore. I’m sticking with you.
No objections accepted. I’m going to wash my hands.”
That scummy original owner actually didn’t want such a handsome man and insisted on divorcing—what a waste. She even made her take the blame. Serves her right to be wiped out.
Yes, after seeing her good review, Heaven Dao No. 2 rewarded her by telling her that the original owner’s soul had been destroyed by the Heavenly Dao for being unfilial and unrighteous.
Li Miaomiao casually walked away, skipping toward the water jar to wash her hands before dinner.
Xiao Bian’an turned around, staring at her lively back in shock, disbelief in his deep eyes.
Wasn’t she the one who hated him and insisted on divorcing him just now?
Why did she suddenly change her mind?
Did she have some other motive?
He shook his head and stopped thinking about it. For now, this was fine—hopefully she truly wanted to live properly.
In the 1970s, divorce was rare. Most couples just endured life together.
He lowered his head and looked at his completely unresponsive legs—the result of a bomb injury after he woke up from the mission.