A lonely, unlucky military officer with a stubborn fate insisted on marrying me.

Lin Huizhi asked, "And what about the bad things?"

"The bad thing is that I spent the whole day running around the town and Weijiang Village, but I still couldn't rent a house."

The town's subdistrict office was also making excuses, and Weijiang Village said they were strict about household registration and wouldn't accept outside tenants.

"It's alright, I expected it."

Lin Huizhi wasn't surprised. Instead, she comforted her, "I've taken a day off tomorrow. Let's go to other villages around here. It doesn't have to be in the town. It's fine if it's a bit far from the compound. As long as the environment is clean, we'll find something suitable."

"Great! With my sister here, we're sure we'll find it!"

Lin Yinyin took out an aluminum lunchbox from her spatial storage. "Sis, I packed some pork and cabbage dumplings for you from a state-run restaurant. They're still warm, eat up!"

"What a coincidence, I bought a few meat buns from the cafeteria when I got off work."

The two sisters sat around the table, one holding a lunchbox and the other a steamed bun, eating with great relish.

With their burdens lifted, the two slept soundly that night.

The next day, Lin Huizhi got up and handed the completed divorce application to Old Lady Li, but was stopped by Lin Yinyin.

"Sis, I'll go submit it."

Lin Yinyin took the divorce papers. "I'm better at dealing with them than you are. Don't get involved and suffer the consequences."

Lin Huizhi felt a warmth in her heart as she looked at her younger sister and nodded, "Okay."

Lin Yinyin walked to the door of Old Lady Li's room and knocked three times.

The door opened quickly, and Li Jianying saw who it was, causing the alarm to go off.

The pain from being beaten by Lin Yinyin last time hasn't subsided yet.

Lin Yinyin calmly looked at the old lady Li inside and said, "This is the divorce application. After my sister and Li Jianjun divorced, the past is wiped clean, and they will have no further connection in marriage, life or death."

When Old Mrs. Li caught sight of the words "Divorce Application Form," her eyes lit up instantly.

Lin Huizhi, that jinx who never lays eggs, has finally taken the initiative to file for divorce!

She reached out to snatch it, but Lin Yinyin dodged it.

"What's the rush? You can have a divorce, but I have two conditions."

"Tell me!" Old Mrs. Li said impatiently.

"First, return the dowry you kept for my sister's wedding in full."

"You're dreaming!" Old Mrs. Li shouted without thinking.

"My sister has been your family's slave for ten years, doing laundry, cooking, and taking care of the elderly, and you can't even afford to give her a decent meal. I'm being kind by not asking you for ten years' worth of nanny wages!"

Lin Yinyin took a step forward, her eyes sharp as knives, "You won't even return this small betrothal gift?"

"Alright, then let's not get a divorce. Let's go to the compound and have a good talk with the neighbors, and then go to the political commissar to have him judge the case!"

After saying that, she turned and walked back.

"Wait!" Old Mrs. Li exclaimed anxiously.

She didn't want to be a laughingstock in the compound, and she was even more afraid that this matter would affect Li Jianjun's future in the army. Gritting her teeth, she said, "I'll give it to him! He gave me thirty yuan when we got married, not a penny less!"

"Just thirty?"

Lin Yinyin turned around abruptly, her teeth grinding together.

She was sold to a landlord by Lin Dayong and got fifty yuan in return. My sister is such a good person, yet she's only worth thirty yuan?

How blind her sister must have been to marry Li Jianjun!

"Thirty is not too old!" Old Mrs. Li retorted stubbornly.

"Back then, her uncle wouldn't take her in, leaving her homeless. If Jianjun hadn't taken pity on her and married her, she would have been sleeping on the streets as a homeless person long ago!"

Lin Yinyin clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white, and felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

It turns out that my sister had no other choice but to marry into the Li family back then.

She took a deep breath, suppressing her surging emotions: "My second condition is that we continue to live here until we find a place to live."

"That won't do!" Old Mrs. Li refused without even thinking.

"What if Jianjun finds a new wife soon? Are you expecting her to live with you?"

Lin Yinyin's temper flared up instantly, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and her eyes swept towards Li Jianying beside her.

This time, Li Jianying learned her lesson and, sensing the danger, darted into the yard in a flash.

She will definitely stay away from Lin Yinyin from now on.

Old Mrs. Li was also taken aback by Lin Yinyin's demeanor. Recalling the terrible beating her daughter had suffered last time, her arrogance immediately subsided. "Fine. One week! You can move out in a week at most!"

"Okay!" he gritted his teeth and agreed.

She didn't want to stay here even for a single day.

"Money!" Lin Yinyin gestured to Old Lady Li to exchange money for the divorce application.

Reluctantly, Grandma Li rummaged through the cupboard for a long time before taking out thirty yuan and handing it to Lin Yinyin.

After receiving the money, Lin Yinyin handed the divorce papers to Old Lady Li. Just as she was about to turn around, she heard Old Lady Li ask in a sinister tone, "When will Lin Huizhi's job be transferred to Jianying?"

These words completely ignited Lin Yinyin's anger.

She turned and rushed towards Li Jianying in the yard, kicking her in the shin.

"My sister got the job through her own merit; it had absolutely nothing to do with the military dependents' quota! Want to take it? No way!"

"Slap!" A crisp slap rang out, and Li Jianying covered her cheek, tears instantly streaming down her face.

Waaah! She couldn't escape again!

Why is it that she's always the one who gets beaten up?

"Impossible!" Old Mrs. Li continued to argue, "That job was a welfare benefit assigned to the families of military personnel involved in the construction project!"

"Hehe!" Lin Yinyin sneered, and slapped Li Jianying across the face again with her backhand. The sound was so loud that the whole courtyard could hear it.

"Go ask the canteen manager! Go ask the political commissar in the army! See if my sister got this job herself!"

"Waaaaah... Mom! Can you please stop talking?!"

Li Jianying covered her face and wailed, pleading repeatedly with the old lady Li inside the house, "I don't want to work anymore! I never want to again!"

"But that's a secure job!" Old Mrs. Li still wouldn't give up.

"Aunt Li." Lin Huizhi appeared out of nowhere.

Her tone was calm but firm, "I got this job through my own ability. If you don't believe me, you can ask the manager right now."

If the leader says this is a quota for military dependents, I will give it up immediately.

If not, I hope you won't consider this idea again.

After our divorce, we went our separate ways and didn't recognize each other when we met.

Looking at Lin Huizhi's determined eyes, Old Mrs. Li's spirits sank: "Okay... I agree."

At worst, she can get a divorce first, and then she can go and make a scene at Jianjun's leadership!

"Aunt Li, I'll leave the rest of the paperwork to Li Jianjun."

After Lin Huizhi finished speaking, she turned to Lin Yinyin and said, "Yinyin, let's go find a house."

"Fine!" Lin Yinyin glared at Old Lady Li, quickly followed her sister, and left the place where her sister had suffered so much injustice.

The two first went to the military logistics department.

Aunt Zhang, the kind-looking middle-aged woman in charge of housing allocation, felt apologetic after hearing about their situation. "Housing is scarce in the military. Apart from the family compounds of a few officers at the regimental level and above, all the others are full."

The two sisters exchanged a glance; though they felt a little regretful, they weren't too disappointed.

They were already mentally prepared. Lin Huizhi was just a canteen worker with no rank support, so it was unrealistic for her to be allocated housing from the military.

"Thank you for your help, Aunt Zhang. We understand." Lin Huizhi stood up to thank her and pulled Lin Yinyin outside.

Just as they were leaving, Lin Yinyin ran into an old acquaintance.

Then they saw Jiang Feng, who was limping, hurrying inside.

"Aunt Zhang, have the paperwork for the regimental commander's yard been completed?"

Aunt Zhang quickly replied, "Alright, alright! Everything's all packed up!"

The house has three main rooms and one side room, and the yard is a full 80 square meters. As you said, a vegetable garden was also left in the backyard.

"That's good."

"By the way, is your commander sure he doesn't want an apartment building?"

"No. Our commander said that your wife would definitely like a house with a yard."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Feng felt a chill run down his spine.

This feeling is exactly the same as the way his commander usually scrutinizes him!

He turned around abruptly and saw Lin Yinyin standing behind him. "Sister-in-law, you're here! I went to look for you yesterday, but you weren't here. The family compound is ready; you can move in anytime."

Lin Yinyin: "..."

She seems to have forgotten something!