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

Seeing her like that, Old Man Yang earnestly advised her: "Twenty-five yuan is not a small amount. How much do city workers earn in a month? At most, it's ten or twenty yuan. Not to mention, when you used to farm in the countryside, could you earn ten or eight yuan a year? No."

Seeing that the man remained unmoved, the old man racked his brains trying to persuade him.

"Besides, this money is pure profit for you. Your food and drink are taken care of by Xiaozhong. You'll save up many times more than the average worker in a year. Comrade Zhou Chuan, listen to this old man's advice, it's really quite a lot. Your amount is higher than the salary of most of the regular employees in the health center."

Upon hearing the last sentence, Zhou Chuan looked at the old man suspiciously: "Taller than Sun Gousheng's wife?" Seeing the old man's confusion, he explained, "It's Sun Jun, his nickname is Sun Gousheng, and he's taller than his wife?"

Actually, he didn't know how much Sun Jun's wife earned, but he didn't care now. He nodded repeatedly and said, "You earn more than her. Your salary is already higher than that of the vast majority of workers in the country. You definitely earn more than Sun Jun's wife."

Zhou Chuan gave a forced, satisfied smile: "I don't care about workers all over the country, as long as I'm taller than her, that's enough. Even Buddha fights for a stick of incense, and people fight for a breath of air, so I have to compete with her!"

Old Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Taller than her, definitely taller than her." Seeing that she was finally satisfied, he breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he silently vowed in his heart that he would never get involved in Xiao Beichen's family's mess again, even if it killed him.

Seeing Old Man Yang covered in sweat, Zhou Chuan felt a little sorry for him: "Don't think that what I asked for is too high. If you really think about it, it's actually Commander Xiao who benefits. Take the chicken incident a few days ago, for example. If it were someone else, they might have had to pay two yuan for a chicken."

“I’m different. I only paid a little over a dollar for a chicken. I saved Commander Xiao a lot of money. If you do the math, don’t you think I’m losing out? People are different. Some people charge high prices, but that’s just how people are worth!”

Old Yang was feeling much better, but Zhou Chuan's words made him a little angry again: "Back then, Li Dazui threw a tantrum... never mind, I can't really talk about that." Having been defeated by two women in a row, the old man's mentality was a bit broken. Seeing that the deal was settled, he prepared to leave.

Seeing the old man about to slip away, Zhou Chuan quickly stopped him: "Hey, hey, it's not over yet, where are you going?"

Old Man Yang frowned upon hearing this: "Huh? It's not over yet? Comrade Zhou Chuan, we've already gone up to twenty-five, what more do you want?"

Zhou Chuan pulled the person to sit down on a chair: "Don't be nervous, the rest are minor matters."

Old Yang finally calmed down a bit: "Alright, go ahead," he said, almost losing his temper from being tortured, "Oh, Comrade Zhou Chuan, you're really a capable person, tell me."

"Here's the thing, you can take care of my medical treatment as well, so I won't feel uneasy and not do my job carefully." The original owner's health wasn't very good, so she had to think it through in advance.

Old Yang's eyes widened: "I'm impressed! You really dare to make any request! The thing is, you're not even one of our soldiers, how dare you ask us to take care of this?"

Zhou Chuan's eyes widened even more: "How dare you say that to me? Didn't you just say that I deserve a share of the honor? I don't want the honor, I just want to see a doctor, what's wrong with that? So all you can do is talk a good game or what? This is so unfair!"

Old Yang was choked half to death: "Didn't we give you more money? Twenty-five a month, what kind of illness can't you get treated with that twenty-five?"

Zhou Chuan didn't back down at all: "What do you mean? Honors don't count? Were you just fooling me? Putting aside the Xiao guy, shouldn't I share in Sun Jun's honors? What's wrong with me asking you to take care of my medical treatment? You owe me, so you have to take care of me!"

Old Yang was truly at a loss. He was the one who made the remarks, and now he could only admit defeat: "The army definitely won't take care of your medical expenses. It might be okay once or twice, but there's no rule about them taking care of you indefinitely. Don't worry, let me finish. If the army won't take care of you, Bei Chen will. Fine, he can take care of you. But you and Sun Jun have already fallen out, so don't even think about asking him to take care of you. He has a wife, and she's pregnant..."

Zhou Chuan pursed his lips: "Okay, as long as someone takes care of it, you can rest assured. I'm just weak, but I don't have any serious illnesses that would require you to spend money."

Old Yang nodded and prepared to leave; he hadn't eaten yet.

"Hey, wait a minute, pass on a message for me!" Zhou Chuan pulled the old man back again.

The old man's expression softened considerably upon hearing that it was just a message: "Speak, what is it?"

Now that she's decided not to leave, she needs to get things ready for the house: "Have Commander Xiao chop some firewood. We've run out of firewood a long time ago. Also, we're out of baby formula, and we don't have cooking oil... and cloth... never mind, we're missing too many things. I doubt he's a big, uneducated guy like him. Have him drive his truck and give me a ride. I'll go to town to buy things myself. I doubt I can count on him!"

Old Yang listened to her list of things, but he only remembered one: chopping firewood. He couldn't remember the rest because they were missing this and that. "Alright, I understand. I'll have someone come back to chop firewood for you in a bit!"

Afraid of being stopped again and having to listen to all sorts of demands, he immediately ran towards the front gate as soon as the person finished speaking.