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

Commissar Ma gasped repeatedly, while Sun Jun, standing beside him, was also furious. He held back for a while, but finally couldn't help but speak up: "Some things can't be calculated like that. Your grandmother didn't want you back then, so my mother took you back. I don't know how my mother treated you after I left, but she wasn't particularly unreasonable during the years I was at home. There were child brides in our hometown, you weren't the only one. Everyone's life was pretty much the same. Why are you being so relentless?"

Zhou Chuan glanced at him with disgust: "It's about the same, but that man didn't run away halfway. She went through the wedding ceremony, slept together, had a child, and made it through. If you treated me like that, would I be so relentless towards you?"

"If you had any conscience at all, would you have let me suffer for fifteen years?"

Political Commissar Ma waved his hand at Sun Jun: "Forget it, Sun Jun, don't say anymore. You didn't think things through back then and delayed Comrade Zhou Chuan. You have to accept the consequences!" What the woman said was true. Sun Jun's departure back then did indeed harm her.

"Comrade Zhou Chuan, to tell you the truth, even though we've fought for so many years, we don't actually have much money. We're the people's own army, unlike those Kuomintang guys. We only started getting paid after liberation."

"I've only been paid for a little over two years, and I've spent it all, so there's not much left. The five hundred yuan I promised you earlier was on my behalf. Sun Jun doesn't have that much money on him, so that money will have to be deducted from his salary later."

Zhou Chuan's expression darkened when she heard Political Commissar Ma complaining about being poor: "Ma..."

Political Commissar Ma didn't let Zhou Chuan continue: "Don't rush, let me finish. I admit you're right, but we have to be realistic. You said you want a thousand, for example, if you ask him for a thousand, Sun Jun has to have it. If Sun Jun doesn't have it, even if you kill him, he still won't get it. What good will that do you? It's better for both of you to compromise. You take five hundred yuan in cash, go back and build a tiled house, and farm two acres of land. Wouldn't your life be more comfortable than it is now?"

Zhou Chuan's face was long and drawn: "Political Commissar Ma, you're wrong. If I kill him, I might not get a single penny, but I'll feel at peace. I've suffered my whole life, and I don't mind suffering more. I just don't know if your good subordinate can endure this kind of suffering again?"

Political Commissar Ma's expression was also grim: "Comrade Zhou Chuan, I'm telling you the truth. We are soldiers, not bank robbers. Even if we have some money now, it was earned with our lives."

Zhou Chuan stood up and said, "No matter how hard things are for you, can they be harder than for me? You risk your lives for money, but I've been working like a slave for the Sun family for over twenty years. Look at me, in this dead state. Do you think I'll live to be a hundred? Isn't my lifespan a life? You treat five hundred dollars like it's going to kill you. I'll give you five hundred dollars and shorten your lifespan by thirty years. Would you do it?"

After finishing his sentence, Zhou Chuan also felt it was pointless: "I've really learned something today. These people who always talk about being soldiers are now willing to lower themselves to haggle with a beggar from the countryside like me over a little money. Fine, I won't argue with you anymore. You fight for that little bit of money, right? Keep it. After all, it's money earned with your lives. You should keep it well. If you can't spend it all, you can keep it for future generations to admire. How amazing! How glorious!"

After saying that, he pushed back his chair to leave, but before he reached the door, Sun Jun blocked his way. Zhou Chuan shoved him aside and said, "What, are you trying to kill me to silence me? If you have the guts, kill me right now! When I get to the underworld, I'll even wish you a speedy death and a quick reincarnation!"

Zhou Chuan pressed on relentlessly.

"Come on, hurry up and kill me. Once you kill me, your secret will be safe, and no one will know how your older sister died. Come on, hurry up and do it. You think you're so capable? Kill me now. I've lived enough all these years. Now that I'm dead, I'll save myself from suffering in this half-dead state for the next two years!"

Sun Jun was trembling all over, panting heavily, staring intently at Zhou Chuan: "You, you really had to do this, really? No, no..."

Political Commissar Ma sighed: "Comrade Zhou Chuan, you don't need to be like this..."

Zhou Chuan kicked the chair to the ground: "Only those who have suffered know the pain!" After saying that, she walked firmly toward the door.

Political Commissar Ma could no longer pretend not to see it. He jumped over the desk in front of him and blocked the doorway before Zhou Chuan could: "Comrade Zhou Chuan, let's talk this out. Let's sit down and talk it over."

Seeing that Zhou Chuan remained unmoved, Political Commissar Ma had no choice but to lower his head: "I admit I was wrong just now. I apologize, I apologize, okay?"

Seeing that she still had a long face, Political Commissar Ma regretted that he had spoken too harshly earlier. He sighed again: "Comrade Zhou Chuan, to be frank, what you said just now was a bit hurtful. What do you mean by fighting for a little money, or leaving money for future generations to admire? Sigh, if we really wanted that little bit of money, wouldn't we have just joined the Kuomintang?"

“You’re right. We did have selfish motives when we joined the army. Some of us wanted revenge, some wanted to protect our families, and some wanted to uphold our beliefs.”

"But we've traveled all over the country and seen countless people far more pitiful than you. Some young girls, in the prime of their lives, have been violated and ended up... their bodies dumped in the wilderness, without even a coffin. Some girls have been sold by their families to be arranged for ghost marriages with wealthy young men. Do you know how that's done? Buried alive... Sigh, your situation isn't the worst. The worst might be dying before even reaching your age..."

Political Commissar Ma recalled those cruel memories, and tears welled up in his eyes, but he quickly wiped them away: "Comrade Zhou Chuan, we have selfish motives, but we also have public motives. Sun Jun may have let you down, but he has lived up to the people, his comrades, and the green uniform he wore."

“Comrade Zhou Chuan, I’m not saying this to exonerate Sun Jun. I just want you to know that you’ve had a tough time, he’s had a tough time, and everyone has had a tough time. I hope you can sit down and talk things out. I believe that you, Comrade Xiao, are not heartless. Give him a chance, at least.”

“Since Political Commissar Ma has put it this way, it would be unreasonable for me to be ungrateful.” Zhou Chuan turned around and sat down in the chair that Sun Jun had been sitting in.

She was truly impressed by this tall man; no wonder he became a political commissar.

Political Commissar Ma walked over and helped up the chair that Zhou Chuan had kicked over: "Sun Jun, sit down." Seeing his awkward expression, he went straight over, pulled him over, and forcefully made him sit down. "You're not even as magnanimous as a woman!"

"Tell me, Political Commissar Ma, how exactly do you intend to get rid of me?" Zhou Chuan leaned back in her chair. No matter how emotional his words had been, when it came to something concrete, she would still fight for every single penny.

There are many people in the world more pitiful than her, but they weren't caused by her. Her suffering was caused by the Sun family, so she went to find the Sun family. No matter how much the man surnamed Ma cried, it was useless.