Transmigrated into a child bride, she punishes scumbags, raises children, and marries a soldier.

When Zhou Chuan arrived at the kitchen, there was indeed nothing to eat. Old Mrs. Sun was afraid that her daughter-in-law would steal the food, so she secretly hid the grain. She would only take out the grain she needed to cook for Zhou Chuan. She even kept the wild vegetables locked in the cupboard for fear that they would be stolen.

Before the original owner was transferred here, he had been on a hunger strike for three days and had been working all the time. Zhou Chuan was so hungry that he went to the woodshed, grabbed a wood-chopping knife, and slashed at the cabinet.

After a few "crack-crack" sounds, he finally managed to split it open, feeling a bit exhausted. He opened the cabinet, and inside, besides some leftover pickled vegetables, there wasn't a single piece of cooked food. But thankfully, there were a few sweet potatoes and potatoes. Zhou Chuan's mouth watered at the sight of them, so he packed them all up and hurriedly headed up the mountain.

Zhou Chuan's main concern was that the Sun family might return midway, and if she smashed the cabinet, they wouldn't let her off the hook. Besides, staying meant starving and being treated like an ox. Moreover, she was currently weak and had difficulty walking, so it was really not advisable for her to get into conflicts with anyone.

The original owner hadn't lived in vain all these years; she had built herself a secret base in the mountains, where she stored the firewood she chopped. Zhou Chuan quickly roasted a few sweet potatoes for himself…

The weather in May is so refreshing and pleasant.

Zhou Chuan slept until the afternoon before waking up. She was woken up by the urge to urinate. After relieving herself, she rummaged through the ashes of the fire and found a few roasted potatoes. After eating her fill again, Zhou Chuan felt much clearer-headed, but also a little empty inside.

Zhou Chuan sighed deeply. After reading so many novels, she couldn't bear to encounter such a melodramatic and tragic life herself. She calmed down and began to accept reality. Thinking about anything else now was pointless; she should focus on overcoming the current difficulties.

Once she leaves this place, she'll have plenty of time to think about how she'll live her life.

Of course, the first thing is to make sure the Sun family doesn't have an easy time.

The original owner was an orphan girl, and the Sun family was large and powerful. Now, her fiancé, Sun Gousheng, had become a military officer and married a woman from the city. He was successful, so it seemed that a simple escape was not an option.

After thinking it over carefully, Zhou Chuan had a general idea. She tidied up the secret base and went down the mountain with the Flame Tongue.

When Zhou Chuan arrived at the Sun family's door, it was already quite late. Inside the main room, the Sun family was having dinner, and every now and then one could hear curses directed at the original owner of the body.

As soon as Zhou Chuan entered the house, someone with sharp eyes immediately spotted her: "Mom, sister-in-law is back!"

The shout was heard by everyone in the house, and the adults and children of the Sun family all turned to look at the doorway.

Wang glanced at him and saw that it really was that scoundrel who had returned. She immediately put down her bowl and chopsticks and rushed towards Zhou Chuan: "Where are the things? Huh? Where is the grain I put in the cupboard? Where did you put my grain?"

Zhou Chuan strode to the woodshed door, kicked it open, quickly pulled out his fire starter, and blew it on in front of everyone: "Want to die? Come on!"

"Mom, what's that?"

The children didn't know what that thing in Zhou Chuan's hand was. Now everyone uses matches, who still uses a flame?

"Don't talk!" The adults all recognized it, even if they hadn't used it themselves, they had seen others use it. But at this moment, they didn't have time to explain to the child. They were all focused on Zhou Chuan. They didn't think Zhou Chuan would dare to set fire to the woodshed.

When Wang thought of the stolen grain and the broken cabinet, her anger surged. Like everyone else, she didn't believe Zhou Chuan would actually dare to burn down the woodshed. If the woodshed burned down, where would she sleep?

Convinced that Zhou Chuan was bluffing, Wang grabbed a broom from the doorway and started hitting him: "You little rascal, you're getting cocky now, aren't you? You're really going to mess with me..."

Zhou Chuan stepped into the woodshed first, threw the flames into the haystack, watched as the hay caught fire, and then picked up a sickle from the door and began hacking at Wang Shi who was rushing towards him.

She really did try to kill him. Some people don't know fear until they see blood, but she wouldn't actually kill Wang Shi. Even if she wanted to, the Sun family in the house wouldn't allow it.

The problem was that the Sun family was slow to react, and the sickle's strength was insufficient; after all, the sickle, which hadn't been used for a year, was dull as a board, making it difficult to kill someone.

Wang never expected that Zhou Chuan would actually dare to burn down the woodshed. She had just seen the sparks in the flames, which were just a tiny bit of dry grass. Wang was stunned for a moment when a sharp pain shot through her back, and she cried out in pain.

Now that the weather is warmer, everyone is wearing lighter clothes, so when Zhou Chuan comes, he can actually get some skin and flesh.

The Sun family was stunned. Their eyes widened, their faces filled with disbelief as they watched what was happening before them. They couldn't believe Zhou Chuan would actually set a fire! And not only that, she actually dared to kill someone…

Hearing their grandmother's terrified screams, the children turned to look and saw Zhou Chuan wielding a sharp sickle, hacking at her. They had never seen such a horrifying scene before. They turned pale with fright and burst into tears.

"Eldest daughter-in-law, you mustn't do anything rash! That's your own mother-in-law!" the eldest daughter-in-law of the Sun family screamed in terror. Her voice trembled, filled with fear and despair. She couldn't believe her eyes.

"Sister-in-law, please have mercy! My mother may have a thousand faults, but she doesn't deserve to die..."

The adults finally came to their senses. Sun Mancang and his two sons kept begging Zhou Chuan for mercy, while the two sisters-in-law screamed at the top of their lungs, "Murder!" "Help!"

"Pah! You still want to make me work like a slave for your family for free? That damned Sun Gousheng has already registered his marriage with a city person. What kind of daughter-in-law am I to you? And what kind of mother-in-law is she to me?" Zhou Chuan suddenly put a sickle to Wang Shi's neck.

Zhou Chuan slashed a few times and then stopped. If she really killed the person, she would be in trouble too. Besides, her goal wasn't to kill the person.

Now that Zhou Chuan had connections, she wasn't afraid that the Sun family wouldn't comply. She grabbed Wang Shi and sat down, not caring at all about the two daughters-in-law of the Sun family shouting and yelling. She deliberately waited until all the villagers, young and old, had arrived before she could do her thing.

Wang Shi was no longer as arrogant as before. She could feel that Zhou Chuan really wanted to kill her. At this moment, she was in so much pain that her teeth were chattering, but she didn't dare to bare her teeth at all. She was afraid that if she angered Zhou Chuan, he would cut her neck and she would die on the spot.

She didn't know how many times she had been slashed in the back; she only felt that she was about to bleed to death. She was filled with regret. If she had known that the scoundrel had the idea of ​​taking them both down with her, she would never have messed with her.

The flames in the woodshed leaped up quickly, and in a short while, they were ablaze. The commotion at the Sun family's house, coupled with the firelight in the darkness, quickly drew the attention of the villagers who saw the flames, and then someone went to call the village chief.