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

Zhou Chuan followed Political Commissar Ma to the family quarters where senior officers lived. Unlike the tiled houses with small courtyards for battalion and company-level officers, this place was much better. Not only were there tiled houses, but there were also multi-story buildings, one after another, each with a courtyard in front of its door. It was quite a large courtyard.

Seeing that Political Commissar Ma didn't say much or ask many questions, Zhou Chuan knew it was best not to inquire about matters within the military region. Political Commissar Ma's impression of her improved slightly after not asking any further questions.

After walking a little further in, Zhou Chuan heard a family "fighting".

"I'll ask you one more time, are you going to school or not?"

"I'm not going, I'm not going! Go ahead and kill me if you dare! I'm not going to school!"

"Are you going or not?"

"I'm not going, I'm not going, I'd rather die than go!"

Commissar Ma glanced awkwardly at Zhou Chuan, who didn't take it seriously: "Don't worry, I definitely won't tell anyone." Every family has troublesome kids; she didn't need to go around telling everyone about this.

Commissar Ma blinked, but didn't elaborate. After walking a while longer, Zhou Chuan thought the father and son were indeed father and son. They were arguing even louder. But that wasn't quite right; they were probably standing right in front of their house, so they could hear them even more clearly.

Zhou Chuan glanced at it and assumed that Political Commissar Ma was going to mediate, so he kindly offered to wait a little longer.

Commissar Ma froze for a moment. He felt that he was really unlucky today. He hadn't gotten a single good thing. He had just said a lot of nice things to people, and now that he was at their doorstep, he found a father and son fighting. What kind of situation was this!

He glanced into the house, then at Zhou Chuan, and steeled himself: "Comrade Zhou Chuan, well, this is the place." Afraid that Zhou Chuan wouldn't even want to go in, he quickly added, "Actually, he's not usually like this. It's just that the child is naughty. He is a bit naughty, but he's a good child."

What else could Zhou Chuan say? He was already here.

Political Commissar Ma saw that although Zhou Chuan's expression was not good, at least he did not turn around and leave. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and pushed open the fence gate in front of the house to walk in, calling out as he went: "Bei Chen, Xiao Bei Chen!"

As Zhou Chuan walked along, he saw that every house had various vegetables and fruits planted in front of its doors and yards, but this house was the only one with a bare front door and nothing at all.

She glanced at it and then ignored it. She might not even be working at his place yet, so why bother with all that?

Just as Zhou Chuan reached the door, the door opened, and a man wearing a vest and military trousers walked out. He looked to be in his early thirties, with a buzz cut, a thin face, dark skin, and sharp eyes. He exuded the aura of a superior, clearly someone who had come through countless trials and tribulations.

Perhaps still reeling from his earlier outburst of rage, his brows were furrowed, his lips were pursed, and he wore a fierce expression.

Zhou Chuan glanced at it and then stopped looking. He was clearly not someone easy to talk to, so she wasn't going to do it for him.

"Old Ma, what brings you here?" Xiao Beichen was still angry, and his words were harsh.

Political Commissar Ma didn't seem to care. He pointed at Zhou Chuan and said, "I found you a nanny. I think she's quite suitable, so I brought her here."

Xiao Beichen glanced at it once and then turned around and spoke in what he thought was a low voice: "Old Ma, why did you bring me an old lady? Is she a relative of yours? No, a relative of yours, what do you mean by bringing her to my house?"

Zhou Chuan, standing to the side, was so angry he almost vomited blood: "Who are you calling an old lady? If you've got the guts, say it to my face, and I'll slap you to death!"

Political Commissar Ma sighed. He knew things were going to go wrong, and he hadn't expected them to actually turn out badly.

Xiao Beichen looked at the "old lady" with a surprised expression, then looked at Political Commissar Ma: "Old Ma, what's going on?"

Zhou Chuan also stared at Political Commissar Ma: "Political Commissar Ma, I trusted you so much, and you introduced me to this kind of person. I could hear him yelling and shouting from afar at his house. With such a bad temper, no wonder no one can last long!" The worst part is that he's blind and has poor eyesight.

Political Commissar Ma repeatedly gestured to Zhou Chuan, but to no avail. He had no choice but to pull her aside and say, "Comrade Zhou Chuan, some things can't be said casually. Wait for me, and I'll go explain for you." Xiao Beichen had a bad temper, and he was afraid that if she continued talking, he would kick her out.

Xiao Beichen stood by with his arms crossed, watching, not yet showing any anger.

After calming Zhou Chuan down, Political Commissar Ma quickly pulled Xiao Beichen into the house. The two whispered for a while, and when they came out again, Xiao Beichen stared at Zhou Chuan closely: "Are you really only thirty years old?"

Zhou Chuan said with a straight face, "None of your business!" Damn it, Political Commissar Ma is a real pain in the ass. What kind of person is he? He knows the answer but still asks. Is it fun to poke at her sore spot?

Xiao Beichen shook his head: "Why are you being so fierce with me? It's not my fault that you're like this, not even Sun Jun's fault. If you had been this fierce earlier, would things have turned out like this? When someone bullies you, don't you know how to fight back? Now you know how to be fierce, but it's too late!"

Zhou Chuan was furious: "Who can become fat in one bite? It's not too late for me to know now!" It's easy for him to say that when he's not in the same boat. His personality was formed from childhood, how could it be changed so easily?

"Political Commissar Ma, this man has character issues. I'm not going to work for him. Find me someone else." She didn't want to talk to him or work for him. If she had to face him every day, she would definitely be driven to despair.

Before Political Commissar Ma could speak, Xiao Beichen shook his head again: "You think I would even look at you! If it weren't for Sun Jun and Old Ma's sake, I wouldn't even take someone like you even if you were given to me for free. Who do you really think you are?"

Zhou Chuan clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes fixed on Political Commissar Ma.

Political Commissar Ma also looked troubled: "Comrade Zhou Chuan, it's not that I don't want to help you, but there's really no other place in the military region. Otherwise, I can only introduce you to other places. I have some connections outside. I have a comrade who is a leader in the factory. It's very easy for him to get someone in. If you want to stay in the military region, Beichen is the only place."

Seeing that Zhou Chuan remained silent, he advised Xiao Beichen, "They've had it tough too, so you..." Don't say such hurtful things.

Xiao Beichen waved his hand: "If you're working in my house, you have to act like you're working in my house. Do you expect me to cater to her? There's no such logic in this world. If you can do it, do it; if you can't, get out!"

Zhou Chuan realized he was right. With that temper of his, how many people could put up with him?

However, she had no choice at the moment. Enduring some misery here was better than going back to the countryside and suffering all the time. Zhou Chuan frowned as she pondered.

Political Commissar Ma looked around, unsure of what to do.

“Okay, I can work at your place, but I think there are some things we need to discuss beforehand to avoid any unpleasantness later.”

Zhou Chuan felt she still couldn't leave. If she left now, it would only play into their hands. She just wouldn't leave; the more they disliked her, the more she would stay.

This time, Xiao Beichen didn't object: "Okay!" It's better to agree beforehand, so that he doesn't run away after only two days and have to find someone else, which would be troublesome for him.

Zhou Chuan thought for a moment and then began to explain what he couldn't do: "I won't wash your underwear. You can wash the clothes you wear next to your skin yourself. No problem with that?"

Upon hearing this, both men felt a little uncomfortable, but they didn't object.

Zhou Chuan continued, "I won't clean your room. I see your yard looks messy, so there probably isn't a woman in the house for the time being. I suppose you'll have to find someone else later, and I need to avoid suspicion. I won't clean your room."

Zhou Chuan glanced at him, offered no explanation, and tacitly agreed.

“I’m not staying at your house. Like I said, to avoid suspicion, you need to arrange a place for me to stay nearby. I’ll come at 7 a.m. and leave at 7 p.m.”

Xiao Beichen frowned again: "With you like this, what can others possibly think of us?"

Zhou Chuan couldn't help but retort, "I'm still a virgin, what's wrong with avoiding suspicion? Who knows, I might have to remarry in the future!"

Xiao Beichen stared at her intently: "You? Even if you were given away, no one would want you."

Zhou Chuan took a deep breath: "Can't you just shut up?"

Political Commissar Ma swallowed hard: "Let's put this aside for now. Does Comrade Zhou Chuan have any more?"

Zhou Chuan exhaled a breath of stale air.

"Have"

"Also, a year from now, you two have to introduce me to a permanent job. This is what Political Commissar Ma told me. Political Commissar Ma, you're a grown man, and a military officer leading troops. You wouldn't go back on your word, would you?"

Forced into a corner, Political Commissar Ma could only look at Xiao Beichen with a pleading expression: "I only mumbled those two sentences a moment ago...you see?"

Xiao Beichen glanced at Political Commissar Ma with disdain, then stared at Zhou Chuan: "Are you done? Now it's my turn."

“My requirements are very simple: take good care of my two children. The older one is 11 years old this year, so I don’t have to worry too much. The younger one is only a little over 1 year old. You have to pay more attention to her eating, drinking and toileting. You have to make sure that the child is clean every day and is well-fed and warmly dressed.”

"Besides, I don't like gossipy people, and I don't want a long-tongued woman in my family!"

"If you can do that and stick with it for a year, I'll definitely help you get that permanent position you mentioned, as long as the military region has it. But if you can't stick with it... you know, I'm not a pushover!"

“Let’s draw up a written agreement, write down everything we just said, including how much I was paid at your house and your family’s monthly food allowance. Political Commissar Ma will be the witness.”

Zhou Chuan felt like she had fallen into a bottomless pit, but she had no other choice but to go down this path to the bitter end, hoping that if she persisted for a year, she could get out.

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