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

Zhou Chuan was being forcefully pulled by Xiao Beichen and couldn't break free at all. She knew she was definitely going to leave, but thinking of the little child, she couldn't bear it, so she wanted to help him one last time. Dragged to the door by Xiao Beichen, she braced one foot against the doorframe and shouted upstairs:

"Kid, your uncle has just kicked me out. From now on, you'd better watch yourself. If you're not getting enough to eat, go make a scene in the cafeteria. Your uncle has his pride; he can't just ignore you. Got it? Don't skimp on food. Every bite counts. And remember, be shameless! I'm leaving now..."

Hearing Zhou Chuan shout like that, Xiao Beichen was so angry he almost fell over: "I'm telling you, that's my seed, my seed, why won't you believe me no matter what?"

Zhou Chuan, a woman, was exhausted from arm wrestling with Xiao Beichen, a strong and robust man, and had no time to pay attention to him.

"Let her go!"

The little guy appeared at the door without anyone noticing, staring fiercely at Xiao Beichen.

Zhou Chuan was pleased: "Did you hear what I just said? Be more careful in the future, make sure you eat your fill. You're still young, if you keep going hungry you won't grow tall, and if you don't grow tall, you won't be able to get a wife..."

Xiao Beichen suddenly released Zhou Chuan, angrily pointing his finger at Zhou Chuan's nose and yelling, "Are you sick? Are you sick? He's so young, and you're already teaching him this?"

Zhou Chuan had been bracing her foot against the doorframe, but suddenly she was released and landed on her bottom, howling in pain, "You son of a bitch, Xiao Beichen!"

The little guy saw Zhou Chuan sitting on the ground and wanted to help him up, but he was too small to lift him up. He tried several times but failed.

After a while, Zhou Chuan finally recovered and, with the little guy's help, got up from the ground. As soon as she stood up, she kicked Xiao Beichen hard: "You lunatic, were you trying to kill me just now?" After kicking him, she twisted her body to stretch her muscles.

Xiao Beichen looked at the footprint on his leg and glared at Zhou Chuan resentfully: "Not much skill, but quite a temper!"

Zhou Chuan now completely disliked the man surnamed Xiao. Feeling much better, she prepared to leave. Remembering how the little guy had just tried so hard to help her up, she patted his head before she left.

"Little guy, I've said everything I needed to say. I'm leaving now. I might leave the military region tomorrow, and I'm afraid we'll never see each other again. Just remember one thing: eat your fill, and be thick-skinned. Don't care what others say, just make sure you eat your fill. Okay, I'm off!"

Zhou Chuan had just taken a step when the little guy grabbed him: "Don't go!"

Zhou Chuan sighed, "Your uncle can't stand me, I have to leave. Take care of yourself from now on." After saying that, he patted him on the shoulder.

The little guy's eyes suddenly reddened, and he buried his face in Zhou Chuan's arms, crying, "Don't go! I don't want you to leave!"

Zhou Chuan gently patted his back: "You're not still thinking about that grain, are you?" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Chuan felt the child in his arms stiffen.

Zhou Chuan patted him again to comfort him, then turned to look at Xiao Beichen: "The little guy feels insecure without food. Buy a few hundred kilograms and store them in his room. Don't be stingy with the money. The little guy is very frugal. A few hundred kilograms should last him a long time."

Xiao Beichen's cheeks puffed up with anger. He grabbed the little guy and gestured at her, "How many times do I have to tell you before you believe me? He's my son, my son!"

Zhou Chuan felt like her ears were about to be deafened by his voice. She rubbed her ears and kindly reminded him, "If you speak any louder, the whole residential compound will hear you."

Xiao Beichen choked, then slammed the door shut and dragged Zhou Chuan into the living room: "Who told you that you're so sure my Xiao Ran isn't my child?"

"Does anyone even need to point this out?" She pointed at the little guy. "Look how skinny he is! Huh? Look at him, put your hand on your hand and tell me honestly, how old is he? Does he look like an 11-year-old? You're a regimental commander, and this is how you raise your own son?"

Xiao Beichen stared at his son for a while, then his tone softened: "I've been fighting wars all these years and haven't been able to take care of him. Conditions back home are limited..."

When Zhou Chuan heard him mention war, he looked at him with disdain: "War keeps you from raising children, but it doesn't stop you from having children!"

Xiao Beichen's face flushed red. He glanced at his son standing behind Zhou Chuan and gritted his teeth, saying, "I hope you watch your words. There are two young children in the family!"

"My affairs are none of your business, and I don't need to explain them to you!"

Zhou Chuan snorted coldly: "You only care about your own pleasure. After you're done having your fun and have a child, you say you have to fight and don't have time to take care of him. You just leave him in your hometown. He's a child living alone in his hometown. If he had a biological mother, that would be fine. Oh, where is his biological mother?"

Before Zhou Chuan could finish speaking, Xiao Beichen dragged her to the kitchen again. The little guy wanted to follow, but Xiao Beichen glared at him and scared him away.

In the kitchen, Xiao Beichen lowered his voice and warned Zhou Chuan, "I'll say it again, my affairs are none of your business. My son approves of you, so I'll let you stay for now. Just take good care of the two little ones, and mind your own business!"

Zhou Chuan was incredibly frustrated, but she had no choice but to submit. She nodded in resignation, "Fine, I promise I won't interfere in your affairs anymore, not even a little bit. But there's one thing I still insist on."

“I hope you can buy more food to keep at home. Your son is probably afraid of going hungry. Without food, he doesn’t feel at ease and won’t eat his fill. As his father, you should buy more to keep at home to put his mind at ease. After a while, he’ll know that there’s no shortage of food at home, and I think this problem will get better.”

Xiao Beichen glanced at Zhou Chuan indifferently, nodded, and said, "I understand." Then he turned and left the kitchen.

Zhou Chuan didn't go out. She washed the bowls and chopsticks in the pot, then started a fire to boil water. She put firewood on the stove before going out.

After leaving the kitchen, Zhou Chuan didn't say another word to Xiao Beichen. She led the little guy upstairs, cleaned his room, and found his dirty clothes, without speaking to him in between.

She was in a bad mood and had no desire to curry favor with the young master of Commander Xiao's family. At this moment, she realized that she was the most pitiful person in the family and had no right to pity others.

Sadly, she only realized this now!

After tidying up the little guy's room—no, after tidying up Xiao Ran's room—she went to clean the little girl's room. After finishing that, she also took out any diapers or baby clothes that looked a little dirty.

When she came downstairs, Commander Xiao was sitting at the dining table eating again. She didn't ask him if he had any dirty clothes to wash. She piled all the dirty clothes into a basin and then went to the kitchen to see if the water was hot.

When she came out again, Commander Xiao had already left, and then, on top of the pile of dirty clothes, there were inexplicably a few adult military uniforms.

After hanging the clothes to dry, Zhou Chuan checked the little girl's diapers...

When it was lunchtime, Zhou Chuan had no appetite for cooking. What could she possibly cook? Even a skilled cook can't make a meal without rice. She had no rice or flour at home. What was she supposed to do? There were a few leftover lunchboxes from Commander Xiao on the table, but she didn't want to touch the food he had prepared. Who knew if it had gone bad?

She sat on the sofa in the living room the whole time, glancing at the little girl playing on the floor every now and then.

"I'm hungry!" Xiao Ran appeared on the first floor again without anyone noticing.

Zhou Chuan pointed to the lunchbox on the table: "Eat the food your dad made!"

"By the way, did you hide your sister's formula? If so, hurry up and get some out. You're hungry, and your sister is hungry too."

Xiao Ran didn't go to eat immediately. He silently looked at Zhou Chuan for a while, seemingly a little uneasy: "Do you hate me? Don't you like me anymore?"

Zhou Chuan glanced at him for a moment, and seeing him slowly lower his head, she sighed deeply, "I don't dislike you, it's just that I'm just a nanny... I was a bit nosy before." Seeing the little guy's disappointment, she didn't continue the conversation.

"Alright, go get your sister's formula first, I'll go check if the food in the lunchbox is spoiled?"

Xiao Ran watched as Zhou Chuan went to check the lunchbox, then dejectedly went to the study to get the milk powder.

There were four lunchboxes on the table. Commander Xiao ate two, leaving two left. One was filled with porridge, and the other contained two steamed buns, which was enough for his son's meal.

Zhou Chuan poured the porridge into the pot, then placed a few chopsticks in the pot, put the plate of steamed buns on the chopsticks, and went to the stove to light the fire.

"Here you go!" Xiao Ran handed a bowl of millet to Zhou Chuan.

Zhou Chuan stopped striking the match. She looked at Xiao Ran, feeling touched, but still didn't want it: "You, you keep it for yourself!"

Xiao Ran continued handing it over: "Here you go!"

Seeing his stubborn insistence on handing it over, Zhou Chuan had no choice but to take it: "Are you really willing to part with it?"

Xiao Ran stared at Xiaomi for a while, then finally looked away with difficulty: "Here you go!"

Zhou Chuan placed the millet on the worktable: "Your dad said he'll buy a lot of grain, then you'll have plenty to eat."

Xiao Ran stared at Zhou Chuan in astonishment: "Really?"

Zhou Chuan rubbed his little face: "Of course it's true, would I lie to you!"

The morning was a bit busy, but the afternoon was much easier. Zhou Chuan filled the water tank, then tidied up and folded the dried clothes. She put the clothes for the two children into the wardrobe one by one, while she folded the clothes for Commander Xiao and put them on the sofa in the living room.

In the evening, she cooked millet porridge again, a very thick millet porridge. After dinner, she watched Xiao Chuan take a bath, then helped bathe the little girl, changed her clothes, and coaxed her to sleep before preparing to leave.

Before leaving, she checked the kitchen one last time to make sure everything was alright before returning to her residence.

When Xiao Beichen returned, it was already dark.

When he got home, he saw his clothes neatly folded and placed on the sofa. He went to the kitchen, which was spotless. He then went upstairs and went to his little daughter's room first, where she was already fast asleep.

He glanced at his little daughter a couple more times, then wandered around her room. The diapers that had been scattered everywhere were gone. He opened the wardrobe, and inside, clothes were clothes, blankets were blankets, mattresses were mattresses, and diapers were diapers—not a mess at all.

He walked around and came out of his little daughter's room. He stood at his son's door, wanting to knock several times, but finally gave up and went downstairs to the bathroom.

Back at his lodgings, Zhou Chuan washed his face with cold water, rinsed his feet with cold water, and went to bed.