After retiring from the special forces, Yang Zhan had barely had a chance to enjoy the leisurely retirement he had dreamed of when an accident struck.
He woke up on a battlefield and realized he had transmigrated back in time, once again a raw recruit who had just joined the army. After finally making it to the end of the war, he firmly turned down the court's rewards and slipped away with his belongings.
This time, I'm really retiring! Ha! Ha! Ha!
This is the story of a transmigrated man who wants no high office or riches and dreams only of becoming a small landowner. Through a series of twists and turns, he finds a husband and devotes himself to caring for him.
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Lan Xiaomo never imagined that his own father would try to sell him to pay off the debts of his gambling-addicted uncle.
He tried to escape, but was caught and beaten until he was covered in wounds.
At the height of his despair, the stranger he had found in the mountains a few days earlier arrived just in time.
Chu Ye died in the apocalypse while saving his companions. When he woke, he found himself in the unfamiliar era of the Great Yan Dynasty, with a sweet, gentle little benefactor by his side.
He couldn't understand it. How could this well-behaved, sensible little Shuang'er have a family so heartless that they would sell him?
If you don't want him, I do.
One day, Chu Ye returned home to find Lan Xiaomo, now fully recovered, standing at the door with a respectful expression.
"Master, you're back..."
Chu Ye: "..."
Hey, hey, Xiaomo, have you got something wrong?
I didn't bring you home so you could be my servant...
Theme: Set aside the halo of a hero. Ordinary people can shine and make a difference in ordinary roles, too.
Is this the end? Did I read that correctly?
?????? No warning, just finished?
In fact, I feel like I haven't finished writing yet.
Is this a trap?... It's not a normal ending...
It's actually over. Wow, wow, not enough.
Is this gone?! Orz
??? No, madam, is it over now??? Wuwuwuwu, the child is begging for a side story...
Is it over? (Confused)
… Don't you like girls who moan? Why is this feeling always like this? Or is it true that all people who focus on writing are like this? I'm under control. I'm in a state of desolation. Let's take a look. I really can't stand it!!!!!!!!
This? Did you click Finish by accident? Woohoo (┯_┯)