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

"Why are you eating this again? Didn't I tell you to order all meat?" Zhou Chuan looked at the radishes and stir-fried cucumbers in Xiao Ran's lunchbox. "Don't be stingy with your food. You can ask your dad for more money when you run out."

Xiao Ran sighed like a little adult: "No meat! Not a single piece of meat in sight."

"Huh? No meat?" Zhou Chuan stared at Xiao Ran carefully, seeing that he didn't seem to be lying. She was a little puzzled. "How could there be no meat? I found a small piece of fatty meat in the stir-fried green beans at noon today. Were you late?"

Xiao Ran's small shoulders slumped: "I can't squeeze in."

Zhou Chuan glanced at his small frame and roughly knew what was going on. She walked over and patted his droopy shoulders: "Okay, I'll go with you tonight. I don't believe that we can't get some meat if we go together."

The two were talking when they heard Political Commissar Ma knock on the door and come in.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Chuan asked, wondering what he was up to, seeing his mysterious demeanor.

Political Commissar Ma frowned: "I'm asking you, did you have a fight with Sister Tian?"

Zhou Chuan roughly guessed why he had come, and his expression immediately turned sour: "What's wrong? Did she complain to you again?" Complaining to her old man wasn't enough, she even complained to Political Commissar Ma. What a waste of her age.

Political Commissar Ma was exasperated: "What do you mean I'm complaining to you? People call it reporting a situation. Why don't you stay at the health center and rest properly? What are you doing coming to the family compound for no reason?"

Zhou Chuan was furious: "What do you mean by reporting the situation? It's just tattling. I'm really fed up with her. I'm not even going to bother with her, but she still has the nerve to tattle against me! If it weren't for your division commander pleading with me this morning, I would have ruined her reputation. What kind of person is she? Does she think she's the Queen Mother of the West, and everyone has to respect her?"

Political Commissar Ma asked suspiciously, "Our division commander went looking for you? You're not lying."

Zhou Chuan rolled his eyes at him: "What's the point of lying about this? You can just ask around and find out."

Political Commissar Ma nodded: "Then let's leave it at that. Since the leader has spoken to you, he must have meant something similar to what I said, which is to tell you not to talk nonsense outside. Just do as he says."

Thinking of Li Dazui, Political Commissar Ma not only had a headache, but also felt a pang in his heart. "Especially Li Dazui, who lives next to the Xiao family. You must not tell her anything. All the family compounds on both sides of our military region combined are as gossipy as her. I'm just telling you."

Zhou Chuan blinked innocently: "It's too late, they already know."

Political Commissar Ma's eyes widened: "How could you be so talkative? I was only half a day late, and you already told people? No, didn't you promise the commander? How can you go back on your word?"

"Who are you calling a blabbermouth? That lady lives next door, wouldn't she know what's going on here? Besides, I was arguing with someone, would I argue quietly?" Of course, they were arguing as loudly as possible.

Political Commissar Ma said "Oh," and paced back and forth: "This is terrible. Once Li Dazui finds out, it means everyone in the family compound knows."

Zhou Chuan then told Political Commissar Ma that Sister Tian had warned Sister Li that morning: "So don't worry, Sister Tian is more thoughtful than you think. She warned Sister Li at the crack of dawn."

Political Commissar Ma nodded knowingly, then looked at Zhou Chuan with some surprise: "You two get along quite well? You even call her 'elder sister'."

Zhou Chuan shook his head: "I've only been here for a few days, how could we be familiar? Calling her 'big sister' is just a matter of politeness, don't overthink it."

Political Commissar Ma thought about it and agreed, so he stopped worrying about it: "The people in this family compound are quite diverse. You should try to stay at the health center. If you feel bored, just wander around the grass behind the health center and don't come up here."

Zhou Chuan's voice turned cold: "Did she make you say that? Do you know what she did, and you're already defending her? So you don't care that it wasn't your son who was being mistreated?"

Political Commissar Ma was furious. He glanced nervously at Xiao Ran, who was eating over there, and quickly pulled Zhou Chuan into a corner: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think I'm that kind of person..." He felt extremely embarrassed by Zhou Chuan's questioning expression.

"Why are you making such a big deal out of everything? You're neither a family member nor a nanny in the residential compound. What's wrong with not letting you stay?"

Zhou Chuan looked at Political Commissar Ma with disdain: "How could it not be? Your comrade's son's food rations were being cut by your division commander's wife, and you, as the political commissar, really didn't know? Regiment Commander Xiao is away on missions every few days, and you're in the rear every day. If you paid any attention, wouldn't you have noticed? Don't tell me you're busy with work. Who isn't busy with work? If your own son were as thin as a stick, wouldn't you be aware of it?"

Political Commissar Ma glared at Zhou Chuan: "Don't try to pin everything on me. I'm so busy every day that I can barely remember what my own grandson looks like. How can I possibly care about anyone else? Alright, why should I explain everything to you? In short, you should just stay at the health center."

Zhou Chuan disagreed: "If I don't come and watch over him, what will he do with his child? I can't expect your beloved Sister Tian to help him. If that happens, won't things be the same as before? Just cabbage and potatoes every day, no oil at all."

Political Commissar Ma looked Zhou Chuan up and down: "Didn't you two not get along? Why are you so concerned about that kid?"

Zhou Chuan's eyes softened: "You have no idea how lovable this child is! That day, he somehow got hold of a handful of peanuts and ran to the clinic to give them to me. In my thirty-odd years of life, even my own mother has never been so kind to me. People are all made of flesh and blood. His father is a scoundrel, but that doesn't stop him from having a good son. This child is so devoted to me, how could I just stand by and watch him get bullied? What would that make me?"

Commissar Ma listened with some disbelief: "Really? I've known him longer than you have, why didn't he give me any peanuts?" As he spoke, he felt a little sour, but when he thought that even his father didn't receive this treatment, he felt a little better.

Zhou Chuan rolled his eyes: "You're so busy you're practically running around, how are people supposed to find you?"

Commissar Ma muttered a couple of times before putting the question aside. He glanced at Xiao Ran, who was eating obediently, and quickly racked his brains, realizing that there really was no one who could lend a hand. Those who had free time either didn't get along with Xiao Beichen or didn't want to cause trouble for themselves.

"If you're coming, at least be mindful of your behavior. After all, this place is full of high-ranking military officers. What kind of image are you creating by making such a scene!"

"What are you saying? If she hadn't gone too far, would I have argued with her? Just because she cares about her reputation doesn't mean I don't!" She has the nerve to complain about being ashamed. If she really cares about her reputation, she shouldn't do shameless things.

Political Commissar Ma frowned and said, "Don't be so rude. She's an older sister, after all. Be more polite." He glanced at his watch and prepared to leave. "Besides, she has a division commander behind her. You, you should watch your words and not make things difficult for me."

Zhou Chuan said expressionlessly, "I won't offend others unless they offend me. If she tries anything funny behind my back again, I don't care if her old man told me or not. I'll go door to door and ask people to judge for me. I want to see if she's right or I'm right!"

Political Commissar Ma was exasperated: "Why are you so stubborn? Can't you listen to anything good or bad?"

"If I didn't have a stubborn temper, wouldn't I be bullied to death?" Only ruthless people can survive in this world.

Political Commissar Ma was busy with many things and didn't have time to argue with Zhou Chuan. After saying a few words, he left.

In the evening, Zhou Chuan took Xiao Ran to get dinner. To make sure they could get meat and vegetables, they arrived half an hour early. While they were queuing at the door, Zhou Chuan ran into some acquaintances from the old residential compound and they started chatting.

"Why are you here to get food? Isn't it Sister Tian?"

"Maybe he's busy, who knows?"

"oh....."

Why are you all getting food in the cafeteria?

"Isn't it because the man isn't home and he's too lazy to cook?"

"That's true, cooking over a fire in this sweltering heat is torture."

"Comrade Zhou, why are you still staying in the military region? I don't mean anything by it, I'm just curious."

“I want to leave too, but the army won’t let me. I heard they’re going to hold a meeting to come up with a procedure, and that cases like mine will be handled according to that procedure. They told me to wait for news.”

"Is this such a good thing?"

"There should be, otherwise why would I just sit here eating and drinking for free?"

"If that's true, how many people owe you favors?"

"You're overthinking it. Even if there were such a regulation, it would only apply to our military region; it wouldn't apply to other places."

"Sigh, why is life so hard for us women?"

"Alright, I didn't say anything. You're just being a good officer's wife, why are you so down?"

"hehe...."

"I wonder what meat dishes are on the menu tonight? This child is too thin; he needs to eat something good, or he won't grow tall."

"Then you've made a wasted trip; there won't be any meat dishes at all tonight."

"What's going on? Why is there no meat? Such a large army, and not a single piece of meat?"

"There's no training at night, so who's going to cook meat dishes for us?"

"Meat dishes aren't available every day at lunchtime; it's a matter of luck."

Zhou Chuan was dumbfounded: "No way, such a large army can't even guarantee meat for lunch?"

The people in line all nodded in agreement.

"It's good enough to have something to eat. The food the army provides is enough to celebrate the Chinese New Year back in our hometown."

"Back in my hometown, we're lucky if we can get wild vegetable cakes; at least they fill our stomachs."

"We have the same thing there, but we don't call it wild vegetable cakes, we call it wild vegetable dumplings. It should be the same thing."

Zhou Chuan recalled the terrible days the original owner had lived in the countryside and was speechless. Now that the country had just been liberated, it was so poor that people couldn't even get enough to eat, let alone raise pigs.