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

Zhou Chuan had eaten and drunk his fill and was sleeping incredibly well. Then he was abruptly woken up, and his face fell: "What? What do you want? Can't a person get a good night's sleep with this constant barrage of calls?"

Sister Tian, ​​who had returned, stood to the side and made sarcastic remarks: "I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming, and now you've been scolded?"

This time, it was none other than the old man from before. He'd been scolded by Zhou Chuan and looked embarrassed, but after Sister Tian spoke to him, he jumped up in anger.

"Stop talking nonsense. I haven't even settled accounts with you for Xiao Ran's matter yet. I told you to keep an eye on him, and this is how you kept an eye on him? Now you have the nerve to complain to me? I think you might as well quit being a Party member. What are you doing? You have no Party spirit at all!"

"Luckily, Comrade Zhou discovered it early; by the time you guys found out, you'd probably be long gone."

Zhou Chuan picked at his ear: "Oh my, I'm really impressed by you guys. Why does your army love to put on such a show? One minute you're playing the bad cop, the next you're playing the good cop. What kind of revolutionary legacy is this? Always using the same old routine, can't you come up with something different?"

Before the old man could react, the guard beside him immediately reprimanded Zhou Chuan: "How dare you speak to our division commander like that?"

"Shut up!" the old man kicked him. "Do you even have a place to talk here? Get out of here right now!"

The guard reluctantly left the room, closing the door behind him.

Upon hearing that the old man was a division commander, Zhou Chuan glanced at him slightly. The old man wasn't actually very old; he had a square face, slicked-back hair, and looked to be in his early fifties.

Seeing Zhou Chuan sizing him up, the old man decided to introduce himself: "My surname is Yang, you can just call me Old Yang. This is my wife. She's a bit cocky these days. If she says something thoughtless to you, just ignore it and don't take it to heart."

"I understand your situation, and it's something we haven't done well, so I came to visit you."

Sister Tian glared at her fiercely, but out of consideration for the man's pride, she didn't say anything unpleasant.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chuan glanced at Sister Tian and thought to himself, "So she's the division commander's wife. No wonder Commander Xiao and Political Commissar Ma treat her with such respect."

Sister Tian noticed Zhou Chuan's gaze and assumed she envied her status. She gave a slightly smug snort: "Don't envy me. I joined the revolution at sixteen, and I don't know how much suffering I endured..."

Zhou Chuan grinned and rolled his eyes: "Big sister, it's only been two years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and you look to be over fifty. You joined the revolution when you were a teenager, which side did you join? It couldn't be the Kuomintang!"

A few years ago, our Party didn't even exist yet, so there's a limit to how much we can boast!

Upon hearing Zhou Chuan's words, Old Man Yang was so angry he wanted to devour Sister Tian: "I knew something was off about what I was hearing. You were just a country bumpkin when you were a teenager. Where did you get your revolution from? Shut up! If you keep talking, you'll make me lose face. Get the hell out of here and go home!"

Sister Tian muttered a couple of things and then obediently went home, afraid that if she stayed any longer, Zhou Chuan would laugh at her.

Everyone had left. Zhou Chuan lay down on his side on the edge of the bed in a comfortable position, glancing sideways at Old Man Yang: "Commander Yang, is there anything else?"

Old Yang walked to the bedside: "Comrade Zhou Chuan, I have heard about your situation and know that you have a lot of resentment towards our army. But to be honest, this situation is not unique to our army. There are similar situations in other places as well. That's just how the world is. If you resent us, there's nothing we can do."

Seeing how sincere he was, Zhou Chuan couldn't remain nonchalant. She sat up straight and looked him directly in the eye: "But you two should at least have a proper settlement. You didn't even say goodbye, just sent a letter back home and got a divorce. You didn't mention anything about alimony, compensation, or even raising the children back home. Is this how you treat people? You didn't leave them any way out!"

"Don't even mention the locals. You only learn the bad things, not the good ones. The locals are officials, scheming politicians. Are they the same as your soldiers? I think you, Commander Yang, have even forgotten the glorious traditions of your unit. When we were mobilized to support the front lines during the war, what about remembering the well-digger when we drank the water, what about the close relationship between the army and the people? You, Commander Yang, have forgotten all of that?"

Old Yang shook his head with a wry smile: "Comrade Zhou has a good memory! So, according to Comrade Zhou's wishes, how should our troops provide you with a way to survive, how should we support you, and how should we compensate you? Let me remind Comrade Zhou, we soldiers only started receiving wages after the victory of the War of Resistance. Before that, we were lucky to have enough to eat, and we had no savings at all." Don't even think about asking for an exorbitant amount.

Zhou Chuan glanced at the old man and couldn't help but sneer: "You didn't have money before, but you will in the future, right? Just take a portion of your salary each month and send it back to your hometown, and the problem will be solved."

"If you really want things to turn around, there's always a way. Back then, you guys managed to drive the Japanese away under such difficult circumstances. This little trouble is nothing to you! It's not even a fart!"

"I think you guys just don't want to care. You all feel that you've finally won and can enjoy yourselves now. Why would you care about whether we unimportant people live or die? As long as you're happy, that's all that matters."

Old Yang pointed vaguely at Zhou Chuan: "You little brat! Your mouth is too sharp!"

Zhou Chuan rolled his eyes: "Have you ever seen such an old girl before?"

Old Man Yang sneered: "I've never seen anything like it. Not only does it look old, but it also has a thick skin and a sharp tongue. Speak up and tell me what's on your mind."

Zhou Chuan looked at Old Man Yang with suspicion, wondering if this guy was reliable.

Old Yang sighed deeply, "Alas, we know what you're saying. Not only do I know it, but our commander knows it too. But there's nothing we can do. After the victory of the War of Resistance, many people changed, from top to bottom..."

It's easier to manage from the bottom up, but from the top down... they really have no way to manage.

"The general environment is what it is, and we can't change it. But as you said, we can handle the aftermath better, at least to be true to our conscience."

Zhou Chuan nodded. In this era of great change, who can change anything?

"Then I'll just say whatever comes to mind, and you can just listen casually. I think you can break down the situations. For example, some women are still young and can remarry. Before they remarry, you can send them living expenses every month, and when they remarry, you can give them a lump sum as a dowry. After that, their lives will be none of your business."

"Some people are older and find it difficult to remarry, or they don't want to remarry. Just send them living expenses monthly, that's fine. Of course, if they have children, we'll have to handle that on a case-by-case basis..."

Zhou Chuan had only thought about extorting money to make sure the people who hurt the original owner got away with it, without thinking much beyond that. Now that she was asked, she explained her thought process.

"That's roughly the idea. Everyone's situation is different, and everyone suffers differently. We need to analyze each case individually. I believe that if you can command thousands of troops, this little thing will definitely not be a problem for you."

Old Yang was speechless: "Don't be too happy yet. This matter needs to be reported to the commander and discussed at a large meeting. It can't be implemented anytime soon."

"Good things come to those who wait. As long as things are resolved in the end and divorced women in the countryside have a way to make a living, you, Old Man Yang, will be our benefactor."

Zhou Chuan's impression of the old man has improved considerably. If he had patted his chest and guaranteed that he could get it done quickly, she would probably have suspected that he was just making excuses for her. But now that he's like this, she finds him much more credible.

After finishing his business, Old Man Yang was about to leave with his hands behind his back when he suddenly remembered something and turned back to say, "I heard from the army doctor that you are not in good health. You should stay here and rest for a while, and wait for news."

Seeing that Zhou Chuan wanted to speak, he waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, just stay here and wait for news." Then he left.

Zhou Chuan looked at the old man's back and couldn't tell whether the old man was being kind or afraid that she would gossip. But then Zhou Chuan thought to herself, it wouldn't be bad to be able to recuperate here. After all, it's free food and lodging, where else can you find such a good deal?

As the saying goes, "He who listens to advice will eat his fill," and Zhou Chuan listened to advice and settled down there with peace of mind.

Zhou Chuan, being the weaker party, got into a fight with Liu Cuilan, a nurse at the local health center. No one criticized or punished her; instead, Liu Cuilan, who was beaten, was criticized and even publicly reprimanded. She lost all face and dignity and is now staying home to "preserve her pregnancy." As for whether she can come back after recovering, it's hard to say; it depends on the situation.

No longer needing to worry about Nurse Liu causing trouble every day, Zhou Chuan's life at the health center became much more comfortable. She didn't have to do any work, and three meals a day were provided for her. The only things she had to do herself were wash her face, wash her feet, and wash her lunchbox. She never imagined that one day she would reach the pinnacle of life in this way.

That noon, Zhou Chuan had just finished a nutritious and hearty lunch and was about to take a nice nap when he saw Xiao Ran leaning against the door, hesitant to come in.