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

After settling the five large bags of grain, both father and son were in high spirits. One was overjoyed at the rare closeness with his son, and the other was delighted that with so much grain, they no longer had to worry about going hungry.

The father and son came out of the study on the first floor, looking very affectionate. Xiao Ran's little belly couldn't help but rumble, and the fatherly commander, overflowing with paternal love, immediately asked, "Didn't you eat breakfast?"

Xiao Ran patted his belly and nodded: "Not yet." It's still cooking.

Commander Xiao was furious when he heard this. He stormed into the kitchen and saw Zhou Chuan sitting on the stove floor tending the fire. He became even more convinced that the nanny was mistreating his son: "What's wrong with you? What time is it? You're still cooking breakfast. Can you even do this job? If you can't, get out of here right now!"

Is this the third or fourth time she's been told to get lost? She's only been here two days. Zhou Chuan stared at him coldly, saying nothing.

Xiao Beichen was even angrier when he saw that she didn't refute him, which he took as her consent.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong about you? Before you came to my house, I repeatedly told you to take good care of the two little ones. Do you not understand human language or what? I thought you were a good person yesterday, and you've already betrayed my trust like this?"

Commander Xiao frowned, his eyes filled with impatience, as Zhou Chuan stared at him. "Don't think that just because Sun Jun wronged you, we can tolerate you forever. Not to mention other places, in our military region alone, there are many people in the same situation as you. They're not pitiful, are you the only one? You're really naive. There are so many pitiful people in the world, more than you can count!"

"If it weren't for Sun Jun risking his life alongside us, Lao Ma and I wouldn't have bothered with whether you lived or died..."

Zhou Chuan gritted her teeth and endured it all, but now she couldn't take it anymore. She stood up, grabbed the small stool she was sitting on, and threw it at Xiao Beichen: "Go to hell!"

Xiao Beichen hadn't expected Zhou Chuan to have such a fiery temper, but being a seasoned veteran, he wasn't hit, though he was still quite angry: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Chuan couldn't stand him for another second: "Am I not going to cook for your son? You two are treating him like a thief, not even giving me a single grain of rice. How am I supposed to cook? What am I supposed to use to cook? Do you expect me to cut off my own flesh to feed your son while I'm a nanny? Even if I'm being a jerk and want to cut off my own flesh, look at my body, how many times can I cut off my own flesh?"

“I came over early this morning to ask your precious son for food, but he wouldn’t give me any. I begged him for ages before he finally gave me this little bit.”

As she spoke, she suddenly ripped the pot lid off: "Look, look for yourself, this is the millet your precious son gave you. There's so little, not even enough to fill his own teeth. You think it's just your son who hasn't eaten? I'm still starving, aren't I?"

"Your son is a human being, but I, a nanny, am not?"

Xiao Beichen was tall, and with a quick glance, he saw that there wasn't much millet in the pot at all. He realized he had wronged the man, and Commander Xiao was a little embarrassed: "Didn't you get some grain from him yesterday?" If he could get it yesterday, he should be able to get it today. How could he have known it would turn out like this? If he had known, he would have gone to the canteen to get food.

Zhou Chuan took a deep breath: "How should I know? He's your child, shouldn't you know that?" He probably thinks she can't get food from his father.

"Never mind, let's just let it go." Xiao Beichen glanced at Zhou Chuan, finding it hard to bring himself to apologize.

She had only worked at his house for less than a day and a half, and had already heard "get out" at least three times. Everyone has a temper, and she didn't want to make herself suffer anymore. This time, Zhou Chuan firmly shook his head: "Don't even mention it because of Sun Jun. I can't accept that kind of face. I'm not doing this job at your house anymore!"

"There's one more thing I need to refute: there are plenty of people in the world more pitiful than me, but so what? I didn't cause their suffering. It was your soldiers who forced me into this predicament!"

Zhou Chuan was probably too excited while talking, or maybe she was hungry, because she was swaying a little. She had to hold onto the stove to keep from falling.

Suddenly, she felt it was all meaningless. She had been too presumptuous. She thought too highly of some people. In reality, all people are the same. A particular group of people doesn't necessarily have more good people than other places. She was too naive.

Having figured this out, she was no longer angry, and her tone became much calmer.

"Perhaps you soldiers have seen too much life and death, and the passion in your bones has turned cold. I was wrong. I thought that as a single woman, I would be bullied outside. In the army, there are lovely soldiers... Never mind, you're right. I really haven't seen enough. You soldiers are human too, and human beings are just like that!"

Zhou Chuan glanced at Xiao Beichen indifferently, then put the pot lid back on and turned to leave. She wanted to leave this place immediately.

"You, you, I'm sorry!" Xiao Beichen had never been so embarrassed. He knew he had gone too far. She was just a homeless single woman who wanted a place to stay. Did he have to say such harsh things?

Zhou Chuan walked straight past without stopping. When she saw the little guy crying his eyes out at the kitchen door, she lost all sympathy. She sympathized with him, but who would sympathize with her?

As they passed the door, Xiao Ran grabbed Zhou Chuan's arm: "Don't go, I'll give you millet every day from now on, lots and lots of millet, please don't go, okay?"

Zhou Chuan pulled his hand away, and seeing him crying so sadly, she patiently comforted him, saying, "Remember what I said yesterday!" She had said everything she needed to say yesterday, and she wasn't in the mood to say anything else today.

Seeing his son crying so miserably, Xiao Beichen, who was a step behind, couldn't help but try to persuade him to stay: "Why don't you stay? I bought a lot of food today. Xiao Ran will definitely not do this again in the future."

He now has a completely new understanding of his son's obsession with food, and he regrets that he discovered it too late.

Zhou Chuan wiped away the little guy's tears without turning around to look at the person speaking behind him: "No need, I'd better get out of here quickly, it's not good to keep bothering the army." Some advantages can't be taken advantage of, if you do, you'll owe them, and if you owe them, you'll be scolded and talked about, and you can only endure it, but she didn't want to endure it anymore.

Stepping out of the Xiao family's gate, Zhou Chuan let out a long breath. She had tried, but this was not the place for her. She would leave anyway. The world was so vast; there was bound to be a place for her to stand!