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

Xiao Ran hugged Zhou Chuan's waist, "Auntie, I don't want you to leave!" As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.

Old Yang stopped breathing and immediately tried to persuade him, "Look how pitiful the child is, why don't you stay?" He suddenly kicked Political Commissar Ma, who was standing to the side, "Don't worry, this guy won't bother you anymore. You can stay here in peace. If anyone makes you feel bad, just come to me, and I'll stand up for you."

Zhou Chuan stroked the little guy's hair and sighed, "If you need anything in the future, just ask this old man. Auntie, Auntie definitely has to leave. This isn't Auntie's home. Auntie has to go back to her own home."

Xiao Ran's tears flowed even more fiercely: "I don't want you to leave, sob, I don't want to stay here anymore, I want to go with you, Auntie, take me with you, I'm a good girl, I eat very little, I won't eat chicken anymore..."

Old Yang's nose stung a little. He quickly looked up at the ceiling, and after recovering, he pleaded:

"Comrade Zhou, could you please stay a little longer for the old man's sake? This child, this child has had such a hard life, sigh, my heart aches..."

As he spoke, the old man also began to wipe away tears, which stunned Political Commissar Ma, who was standing beside him: "Commander, you?"

Zhou Chuan didn't soften his stance: "From now on, you two should treat the child better, especially since his father has remarried. You need to pay even more attention to him, come and visit him often, and if there's anything good, you should think of Xiao Ran first, don't let the stepmother's child get it first..."

Old Yang's nose suddenly stopped stinging, and he looked at her with a complicated expression: "You really can't stay?" This person could make him so angry that he would vomit blood one minute, and then warm his heart the next.

The words warmed Old Man Yang's heart, and little Xiao Ran was even more so. He cried so hard he almost fainted: "Auntie, take me with you, I'll give you all my money, I eat very little, Auntie, waaaah!"

As she cried, perhaps from the intensity of her sobs, the child lost her balance and half-knelt on the ground. The little one grabbed Zhou Chuan's leg, pleading, "Auntie, take me with you! I don't want to stay here! I'm eleven years old, I can do lots of work! I can work in the fields, I can even pull weeds..."

Xiao Ran grabbed his collar and tried to pull him up: "Get up, get up! What's so good about being with your aunt? I'm just a country bumpkin, people in the city look down on me. Do you want to be looked down on too if you're with me? Stop crying. Just stay in the army, study hard, and try to get into university."

She tried to pull him up but failed, so Political Commissar Ma grabbed Xiao Ran and lifted him up. Xiao Ran buried her face in Zhou Chuan's arms and cried uncontrollably.

Commissar Ma is now completely silent, as honest as can be.

Zhou Chuan gently patted his back: "Alright, stop crying. Even if Auntie is gone, you'll still have chicken and meat to eat whenever you want. Listen to Auntie, if your dad is home, just ask him. If he's not home, ask these two uncles. If you don't have enough to eat, you must tell someone. The squeaky wheel gets the grease. Don't keep everything bottled up inside. No one in the world can guess what you're thinking except Auntie. You have to learn to fight for it yourself..."

Old Yang felt a mix of heartache, pain, and shame, and the crying in his ears only made his head throb even more: "Comrade Zhou, you have nowhere else to go anyway, so just stay here. Seeing the child crying like this is like my heart is being torn apart..."

Zhou Chuan kept working: "What were you doing all this time? If your wife had treated Xiao Ran better," seeing the old man's expression was a bit off, he swallowed the rest of his sentence, "the women here are all the masters, they can be treated however they want. I'm an outsider, wouldn't I be a scumbag if I just stayed here? Forget it, I'm not staying here anymore. There's no place like home. I feel awkward being a guest here, I'd rather go back to my own home."

Political Commissar Ma was extremely embarrassed: "Oh dear, why are you so angry? I... I was just saying it casually..."

Old Yang, still confused, was about to ask a question when he heard Political Commissar Ma confess without being asked. Enraged, the old man nearly vomited blood. He kicked him repeatedly, yelling, "Showing off your eloquence, huh? You damn brat, you love to show off, don't you? I'll teach you to show off, I'll teach you to show off..."

Political Commissar Ma was kicked several times and kept begging for mercy: "Commander, spare me! I know I was wrong. I meant well, thinking that Comrade Zhou should restrain himself and not offend everyone so he could integrate into the family compound sooner. I... I didn't mean anything by it. I swear to God, I really didn't mean anything by it..."

Old Man Yang kicked him again: "Comrade Zhou, Little Ma meant well, don't you think?"

Seeing that Zhou Chuan still had a stern face and showed no sign of softening, he kicked him again, "Aren't you going to apologize? How many times have I told you to be more careful in your work? Why can't you listen to me?"

"You mean well, but you need to make things clear. If you're being vague, Comrade Zhou will misunderstand. Quickly, stop explaining and apologize!"

Commissar Ma grimaced and bowed to Zhou Chuan: "It's my fault, it's all my fault. I spoke unclearly and caused Comrade Xiao to misunderstand. Comrade Zhou Chuan, please be magnanimous and don't hold it against a roughneck like me. I meant well but things went wrong. I had no bad intentions, really."

Zhou Chuan sighed: "Actually, I can't blame Political Commissar Ma. It's just that it's not appropriate for me to stay here without a proper title. Plus, I have a bad temper and often offend people. There are also high-ranking military officers living here... and quite a few powerful people. Even if I don't provoke others, they won't tolerate me. Forget it, I'll leave. It's not good to start another argument, it will affect the image of the troops, and it will make Political Commissar Ma clean up the mess. I feel bad about that."

Commissar Ma was filled with regret. What had he been thinking, saying so much to that guy surnamed Zhou? Now, his exact words were being chewed up and spat on his face without any alteration.

He glanced furtively at his division commander and noticed the commander looking at him suspiciously. He shuddered and quickly apologized, "Well... back then, when Sister Tian came to me, oh dear, I... I had no choice. She's a senior figure, after all, an old revolutionary, and I couldn't very well refuse her... I was in a difficult position... You see?"

Old Yang awkwardly retracted his outstretched leg: "Well, um, I only just heard about that from Xiao Ma. I didn't know anything about it before. It's all a misunderstanding. Don't worry, I'll definitely teach her a lesson later. If she causes you any more trouble, just come to me and see how I deal with her!"

Zhou Chuan waved his hand dismissively: "No need, no need. If you cause discord between you and your spouse, and between your comrades, because of me, an outsider, what would I become?"

She looked down at Xiao Ran in her arms and said, "If you need anything in the future, just ask these two uncles. They are good people."

Xiao Ran angrily rushed up to Old Man Yang and kicked him, shouting, "It's all your fault! You're all bad people, boohoo!" He had only kicked once when Political Commissar Ma grabbed him and made him unable to move. "Kicking me is one thing, but why did you kick Grandpa too?"

Zhou Chuan snatched Xiao Ran back: "This—" She glanced at Old Man Yang, "Should I call you Uncle or Grandpa?" Before he could answer, she muttered to herself, "Actually, you should call him Grandpa." She pretended to hit Xiao Ran, "How could you kick Grandpa? This Grandpa is not bad, much better than his wife."

Old Yang glanced at the footprints on his pants and couldn't say anything bad about the child. If anyone was wrong, it was his wife who had wronged the child first. He waved his hand dismissively, "Never mind, the child is a good child. We are the ones who have wronged him."

After talking about the child, he was a little tired and didn't want to do anything more, so he looked at Zhou Chuan with a slightly serious expression: "How about this, Comrade Zhou, I'll give you fifty yuan to take care of Xiao Ran until his father comes back. What do you think?"

Political Commissar Ma was somewhat surprised, but he didn't say anything. Since the division commander had given the numbers, he must have thought about it.

Zhou Chuan was taken aback: "You can't even keep an eye on a child?"

She could understand Old Man Yang. Given Commander Xiao's temperament, if he came back and found the child missing, he would definitely cause a big fuss. But while she could understand, Old Man Yang's actions were really puzzling. He clearly knew the child was going to run away, so why didn't he just guard the gate? There was no need to force her to stay.

Political Commissar Ma glanced at the child in her arms, then gave her a wink. Political Commissar Ma then scooped up little Xiao Ran and carried her out: "Come out with me first, your aunt won't leave..."

With only the two of them left in the kitchen, Political Commissar Ma had no choice but to tell the truth: "Xiao Ran is a pitiful child. He was born not long before the troops moved, and he had to stay with a villager. You know how tough it was for us soldiers back then. We didn't have much money at all, and with the inconvenient transportation, his parents couldn't send Xiao Ran's living expenses to the villager's family... It's easy to imagine that the villager wouldn't treat him well. It wasn't until four or five years later that his father managed to find the child and send him back to his hometown... It wasn't until the beginning of this year that they finally brought the child back."

"We haven't seen each other for over a decade. This child has always been distant from Bei Chen; the two aren't close at all. But Bei Chen only has this one child, his son, and he cherishes him deeply. It's just that he has a stubborn temper and never says it out loud, but all of us comrades know that if he comes back and finds his son missing, Xiao Bei Chen will definitely go crazy. He'll go insane..."

Old Yang was silent for a while, as if recalling something. After a long time, he came back to his senses and said, "In short, it's beyond your imagination. So, Comrade Zhou, just consider this an old man asking you for a favor, okay?"

Since the old man had put it that way, she couldn't refuse any longer: "Fine, I'm poor and short-sighted. If there's money to be made, why wouldn't I do it!"

Old Yang immediately snapped out of his daze. He looked at Zhou Chuan, speechless. Finally, he cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Zhou Chuan and said, "Comrade Zhou, I'm completely convinced by your words."

"Commander, you're really generous!" Fifty yuan! Political Commissar Ma followed behind Old Man Yang, quite moved. "But you'd better not let your older sister know, otherwise..." There'll be trouble!

Old Yang was getting increasingly annoyed by what he was being said, so he turned around and kicked him: "Shut your mouth, and she won't know!" The old man thought of the little bit of savings he had painstakingly accumulated, and his heart ached. "You better behave yourself these days, you hear me?"

Political Commissar Ma repeatedly assured him, "Do you even need to tell me? I'll definitely avoid her from now on!" He had already made up his mind never to provoke that ruthless person again.

Old Yang snorted, then accidentally caught a glimpse of someone peeking through the crack in the door next door, and immediately flew into a rage: "What's with that Li Dazui selling chickens? Wasn't he supposed to be in confinement after childbirth?"

She threw a tantrum, claiming she didn't have enough breast milk after giving birth, which is why he made an exception and allowed the cooks to raise ten chickens for her...

Political Commissar Ma wasn't entirely sure about the matter either: "I'll go ask the mess hall later!"

Old Yang glanced at the neighbor's house again, then walked away with his hands behind his back. Political Commissar Ma also glanced at the neighbor's house, then hurriedly ran to the front to open the car door for Old Yang.