The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

Jia Dazhu, who had been kicked into cow dung, was somewhat sobered up by the pungent smell.

He grabbed the soft, slippery object and scrambled to his feet, barely daring to breathe or open his mouth, for fear that the cow dung would get into his nostrils and mouth.

A trembling hand pointed at Su Ran.

"Don't point at me, it's impolite," Su Ran said coldly.

Lan Yue, who was standing to the side, burst out laughing, and Wang Biqing and Xiao Bao laughed along with her.

This laugh provoked Jia Dazhu.

"You sons of bitches! You've never seen how powerful I am, have you?" he said, pulling out his belt.

Wang Biqing and Xiaobao couldn't help but tremble at the sight of the belt; it was a long-standing trauma that was hard to erase.

"Is this also part of the script? Village Chief?" Su Ran shouted to the villagers watching the commotion outside.

The old man who seemed to be highly respected yesterday, who was also the village chief, was the one Su Ran had chosen.

Startled, he said, "No."

The live stream chat immediately erupted in excitement.

[I knew it wasn't scripted! Domestic violence, it must be domestic violence!]

[Good job, Ghost Voice! Kill him!]

It's terrifying how difficult life is for women in backward mountain villages. When will they ever earn respect?

This is my dear husband—he makes me feel incredibly secure, he's equally at home in public and the kitchen, and he'd beat any scumbag to death!

Little Butterfly: [Host, we have so many more Golden Faiths, and our popularity has increased a lot too. Maybe after participating in this program, we can exchange them for Beauty Bones. Good luck, Host!]

Jia Dazhu had already pulled out his belt.

"Watch out for the ghostly voice!" Blue Moon screamed.

However, Su Ran remained unmoved, a cold smile flashing in her eyes.

Just as the belt was about to hit Su Ran, Jia Dazhu was suddenly struck by the shovel, letting out a scream as his knee snapped and he fell to his knees.

Su Ran slowly withdrew her hand and said calmly, "You've dirtied my shovel."

Jia Dazhu's eyes were bloodshot.

"I am going to kill you!!"

Su Ran's eyes turned icy as she said, "People have said the same thing before, but they all went to see the King of Hell. Do you want to see the King of Hell too?"

The anger in Jia Dazhu's mind was somewhat dispelled by those deathly eyes. He never expected that he would be so frightened by a woman that he stood rooted to the spot, not daring to utter a single word.

Su Ran didn't look at him again.

"If you dare to mess with me again, it won't be as simple as kicking cow dung and getting beaten up."

After giving her warning, she gestured for the others to go inside.

The villagers who witnessed the entire event were all intimidated by Su Ran's martial prowess and dared not act rashly as they had last time.

The roguish-looking man who was banging the gong walked over and said to the village chief, "This woman is not easy to deal with. Should we use drastic measures?"

The village chief glanced at him and said, "Take out what's under the jar in the ancestral hall."

What are they saying? What are they taking?

I have a feeling this old man isn't a good person.

[Old Dengxi, if you dare hurt my husband, I'll raze your ancestral graves!]

The next few days were uneventful.

But the lives of the other five were far from peaceful.

Lu Xiaoyan imitated Su Ran, doing whatever Su Ran did.

Picking mushrooms, picking cow dung... she didn't pick some wild vegetables because she couldn't recognize them all, but even so, her life was considered good among the group.

With Ma Zhu and Jiang Shan as suitors, Lu Qiuyi was never worried about lacking anything. The only downside was the cold; there was no adequate heating, and she disliked the smoke from the fire, which made her throat hurt.

Lu Xiaoqing would seek out Gao Zhiyuan whenever she had the chance.

Gao Zhiyuan had the most resources among the five, with relatively complete supplies of both food and daily necessities.

But every time Lu Xiaoqing comes, some food is taken away, and now he has very little to eat, and he is cold and hungry...

If this continued, he was even tempted to press the emergency call button.

But how could he, a renowned actor, a man, the most senior and oldest among them all, be the first to be defeated?

So he went to find Blue Moon.

After all, she was his ex-wife. She used to take care of his life, and she took care of him very comfortably.

Because of this, he was reluctant to get a divorce.

After all, no other woman around him was as considerate as Lan Yue.

He walked to the door of the house where Blue Moon lived.

"Xiaoyue, are you there?"

no response.

"Xiaoyue? It's me, Zhiyuan. I need your help with something. Please open the door."

Still no response.

“I know you’re angry about what happened before. The fact that we met on this show means we’re still very much meant to be.”

"Xiaoyue, how can you bear to see me hungry? You know I have a sensitive stomach."

"I really miss the preserved egg and lean pork congee you used to cook for me. I used to hate this kind of congee, but after you cooked it, I started to like the taste."

Gao Zhiyuan stood at the door for half a day, performing a monologue, but still found no response.

Has Lan Yue really become so heartless towards him?

Little did they know that the live stream was filled with laughter.

[Actor Gao, with red eyes: You know I have a sensitive stomach.]

[Actor Gao, with deep affection: I only like the porridge you cook for me.]

[Playing the victim, feigning distress, and expressing ambiguity – a masterclass in acting skills, no wonder he's an award-winning actor.]

Your Xiaoyue is no longer the Xiaoyue of the past; she is now the unattainable white moonlight in your heart.

the other side.

Su Ran's kudzu root powder is ready, and the firewood has been dried. Now the house is warm and cozy, with fish being roasted.

Burning dried cow dung in the kang (heated brick bed) makes it warm to lie on.

Lan Yue abandoned her own little house and insisted on sleeping on the floor in Su Ran's house.

She had no idea that her ex-husband was putting on a show right in front of her house.

Gao Zhiyuan was so hungry that he wanted to try his luck at a villager's house for a treat. He happened to pass by Su Ran's hut and suddenly smelled the aroma of roasted fish coming from inside.

His mouth was practically watering from the drool.

So without stopping, he ran forward.

"Ghost voice, open the door, it's me, Gao Zhiyuan."