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

After Zhou Chuan went inside, he went straight to the nanny's room. There were few people in this family, and the room for the nanny was quite large. The furniture inside was similar to the one she lived in, probably all provided by the military.

The bedding on the bed was neatly folded and looked quite heavy; it probably weighed only six or seven pounds. I wonder if it's cold here in winter, and whether it will be warm enough. Looks like I need to stock up on some cotton; I'll go ask about it after I'm done tidying up.

She glanced around, noticing there wasn't much else, and looked at the surrounding furnishings a few more times. She then rolled up the bedding in her blankets and prepared to leave. But as she turned around, she was startled:

"what are you doing?"

A little boy was standing at the door, staring at her warily.

"You're the new guy?"

Zhou Chuan recalled the little boy who absolutely refused to go to school yesterday, and figured this must be him. His father said he was 11, but Zhou Chuan didn't think so; he looked more like 8 or 9. The little guy was very thin and short, about the size of a large monkey, maybe even a monkey was "fatter" than him. His only redeeming feature was his round eyes, and perhaps because he was a little wary, his lips were tightly pursed, which made him look somewhat cute.

The little guy's face is exactly like his father's. Zhou Chuan thought maliciously that it was probably because the two looked so alike that his mean-spirited father had barely put up with him yesterday.

She found herself becoming increasingly vicious, extending her hatred for his father to his son, which was wrong and absolutely unacceptable. She realized her mistake and wanted to repent.

She silently repeated to herself, "The child is innocent," "The child is innocent," "The child is innocent," until she felt like she had become a normal person again.

Yes, a normal person!

The little boy didn't speak, but his eyes remained warily fixed on Zhou Chuan. Zhou Chuan, her path blocked, had no choice but to put down her bedding roll and sit on the edge of the bed, meeting his gaze.

"Why didn't you go to school?" Zhou Chuan asked, feeling a strange sense of relief. Uh, no, no, this is absolutely unacceptable.

The little boy was wearing a vest and oversized boxer shorts. Zhou Chuan suspected that the child was wearing his father's clothes, but she didn't say it aloud.

Seeing that he was not talking, Zhou Chuan had no intention of continuing to keep him company. She pointed to the bedding on the bed and explained to him, "This was allowed by your father. I'm just using it temporarily."

The little boy continued to stare at her, but Zhou Chuan decided to ignore him. She picked up her bedding and prepared to go home. She was very busy today. After cleaning up the new house, she had to get a haircut, go to the military district store to buy some necessities, and collect debts from people... She was very busy.

"You... you stole something, I'll tell him!" the little boy blurted out as he turned to pass through the door.

Zhou Chuan looked at the stubborn little boy and tried to pat his head, but he dodged away. The boy still stared at her warily, coldly.

“These are my things…”

Zhou Chuan held up the bedding roll in his hand: "This is what your father promised." He glanced at him briefly as he passed through the door before leaving.

She still has to endure this family situation for another year; she's going to have a tough time!