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

Everything else was handled quickly, but the most difficult part was dealing with Sun Gousheng's 500 yuan compensation. Zhou Chuan made up his mind and headed to Political Commissar Ma's office.

Political Commissar Ma asked Xiao Ge to inform Sun Jun to come to the office. Seeing Zhou Chuan's smiling face, he specially brewed tea and brought it to her.

"Comrade Zhou Chuan, is the new house ready? What brings you here this time?"

"Political Commissar Ma, we just finished cleaning the house, but we're still short of daily necessities, clothes, and money! Look at what I'm wearing, all tattered and ragged, how am I supposed to go to work?"

Political Commissar Ma breathed a sigh of relief. So they were here to ask for money. He had thought someone had offended Zhou Chuan again. Getting money was easy enough, but seeing Zhou Chuan's smiling face suddenly felt a little strange.

"Report!" Just as the devil appeared, Sun Jun entered.

"Come in!" Ma Zhengwei tidied his hair.

"Battalion Commander Sun, how did you handle the compensation for Comrade Zhou Chuan back home?"

He secretly relayed to Sun Jun that Zhou Chuan had come to ask for money. For a moment, the room fell silent.

Zhou Chuan waited in the office for a long time. Seeing that Sun Gousheng hadn't said a word for a while, he frowned. How could this man have no self-awareness at all? Shouldn't he hurry up and give her the money and then get out of here?

If you keep standing here, aren't you obviously delaying her from getting things done?

Thinking about this, Zhou Chuan felt that God was deliberately working against her. It was bad enough that she was dressed like this, but why was it so difficult for her to go back and rest quickly?

"Sun Gousheng, what are you standing there for? Where's the money? Give me the money now, and get out of here."

Sun Jun felt like he'd been doused with cold water; his shoulders immediately slumped. Zhou Chuan thought he wanted to stay with him, but his family hadn't gotten any money, and hearing his voice gave him a headache. He blinked, took a deep breath, and calmed down a bit, looking at Political Commissar Ma pleadingly.

Political Commissar Ma, fearing Zhou Chuan would cause trouble again, waved his hand at Sun Jun and said, "How much more is needed? I'll chip in a little, let's get this sorted out quickly." He was genuinely afraid this young lady would start making a scene again.

Zhou Jun lowered his head.

"I just sent money home last month, and Cuilan is pregnant again, so we really don't have any spare money. We managed to scrape together three hundred yuan."

"Okay? I'll give you an extra two hundred."

"Oh," Zhou Chuan replied casually, took the money, and left.

Only Political Commissar Ma and Sun Jun remained. For a moment, the two were silent again!

The two of them stared at each other, creating a somewhat awkward scene. Political Commissar Ma couldn't help but speak up:

"What? You're not leaving? You want me to treat you to dinner?"

"Yes, Political Commissar. Thank you for your help..."

"Get out of here..."

Only a few people know the exact amount of the compensation Sun Jun gave to Zhou Chuan. Sun Jun chose not to disclose it for the sake of his current wife and the child in her womb, so he could only endure being scolded by Zhou Chuan.

It would be unreasonable for Zhou Chuan not to curse, and he himself understood this principle, so he could only endure being pointed at and gossiped about by the female comrades in the family compound.

Liu Cuilan did want to show off in front of Zhou Chuan, but she was also afraid. She was afraid that if she pushed Zhou Chuan too far, he would kill her with fire. Later, she gradually came to terms with it. She was now heavily pregnant and her family hadn't suffered any losses, so there was no need to fight a losing battle. After figuring this out, Liu Cuilan stopped causing trouble for Zhou Chuan.

Some things are better left unsaid. Truly intelligent people understand this perfectly well. On the surface, she is a victor, but in reality, she is no different from a rat crossing the street. She just doesn't know it herself.

Why do I say that? Because she ended up pleasing neither side!

Those who disliked her before disliked her even more. Those who rose to power later than her, like her, stopped playing with her this time. People say that it's not poverty that people are worried about, but inequality. The same principle applies to Xiao Yuan's case. Her family all lost money, but Tian Xiaoyu didn't. How could she feel comfortable about that?

The men who had changed wives started to have strange thoughts. They suddenly felt that they were actually not bad people. Look, they called them Chen Shimei (a notorious figure in Chinese folklore known for abandoning his wife), called them heartless. But look, Xiao Sun (another notorious figure) is the real ruthless one. Compared to him, they were all better. At least they were willing to take some responsibility.

After this incident, those people straightened their backs, and their voices became several octaves louder. When they saw Sun Hongjun, they would even stop and say a few words.

"Little Sun, you can't go too far with some things. You still have to compensate her a little. Those women have it tough..."

"Little Sun, you mustn't forget your roots. We went to the battlefield for our families, didn't we? How did you become like this...?"

Similar to that

Some of the more talkative ones even like to use their own experiences to recount those shameful things they used to keep hidden.

"Little Sun, you didn't handle that thing well. Look at me, back in my hometown, both her sons are married. I could have refused to give her anything; she has sons back in the countryside who are filial to her, she doesn't need my money. But I still had to tighten my belt and pay her three hundred yuan! Three hundred yuan, three hundred yuan..."

Of course, Zhou Chuan only heard these things from others. No one spoke of anything involving military secrets. No matter how many walls there are, they can't stop similar gossip...

The families of high-ranking officers might be a bit better. In Sun Jun's area, many of the residents are young wives from the countryside who have nothing to do. They don't have jobs and their favorite thing to do is get together and chat about this family and that family.

Because of a subtle sense of superiority, the wives in the family compound treated Zhou Chuan quite well, sharing everything with her, which is how Zhou Chuan learned about the subsequent events.

Strangely, while everyone else was talking about Commander Xiao's family, no one was telling her. Zhou Chuan couldn't find out anything, so he could only wait and see.

After a busy day, she hid the five hundred yuan she got from Sun Jun and the two hundred yuan she took from his hometown separately, waiting for the day when she would go to a nearby city to deposit most of the money in a bank.

She didn't plan to touch the five silver dollars; she kept them as a souvenir.

This afternoon she got a haircut. Her previous hairstyle was an old-fashioned little bun that married women used to wear, which was incredibly outdated. If she hadn't been afraid of being recognized, she would have cut it long ago. Now she has a head of short, ear-length hair, and she feels so comfortable.

She also bought toiletries, or rather, she bought them on credit. She dragged Xiao Ge along with her, and both the convenience store and the barbershop were accommodating and let her buy everything on credit.

I can't refuse to extend credit, because she doesn't have a single penny on the surface!

Zhou Chuan washed up, found a comfortable position to lie on the bed, and pondered what to do tomorrow. As he pondered, he soon fell asleep.

A good night's sleep...