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

Old Yang left the Xiao family's courtyard and walked away silently. Before he even left the residential compound, he could hear the father and son arguing loudly in the distance. The voices were so familiar that no one in the compound could not recognize them.

The old man had a headache and didn't even bother to eat. He strode quickly toward the place where the argument was taking place.

Political Commissar Ma saw the father and son kicking and the other trying to stop them from kicking, so he tried to persuade them: "Xiao Ran, stop making a fuss. Your dad didn't say he was going to kick your aunt out..." This child can't tell the difference between his own family and his outsiders. He treats strangers better than his own father.

While the fight was raging, Old Man Yang hadn't even reached them when he roared, "What are you doing? Aren't you ashamed!"

Taking advantage of his son's momentary daze, Xiao Beichen grabbed him and held him tightly in his arms, preventing him from moving. Xiao Ran struggled fiercely in his father's arms, shouting, "You big bad guy, let me go!"

As soon as Political Commissar Ma saw the division commander arrive, he eagerly went to greet him: "Division Commander, over there?"

Old Yang gave Political Commissar Ma a disapproving look, then walked right past him and stood in front of Xiao Beichen: "What a pathetic child! Let him go home right now!"

As soon as Xiao Ran was free, he ran away like a madman without even glancing at his father.

Political Commissar Ma patted his comrade on the shoulder: "The kid's still young, he'll be fine when he grows up..." Judging by his nature, it's probably unlikely!

Xiao Beichen's eyes darkened slightly, but he quickly composed himself and turned to ask about Zhou Chuan: "Have you reached an agreement?"

Old Yang had originally wanted to scold him, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He nodded and said, "Okay, it's just that the monthly wage will increase by ten yuan. Also, if he gets a headache or fever, you have to take care of him."

Before Xiao Beichen could say anything, Political Commissar Ma clicked his tongue in amazement: "My goodness, twenty-five yuan a month, that's almost the salary of a platoon leader. Division Commander, isn't that too high?"

That woman is too amazing. She does all the washing and cleaning at home and earns more than one of their platoon leaders. The platoon leader has to go out and fight, and he might not even be able to save his life. But she has no danger at all and earns more than their platoon leader. Where can you go to complain?

Old Yang was already in a bad mood, and when he heard Political Commissar Ma say that the offer was too high, he kicked him directly: "If you think my offer is too high, why don't you go and negotiate yourself? I went through so much trouble to finally get someone to agree, and you have the nerve to come here and complain?"

Political Commissar Ma, kicked, quickly ran behind Xiao Beichen to hide: "Commander, are you getting angry? I didn't say you offered too much. What I meant was, I just think that person's demands were too high. I really didn't think you were being unreasonable..."

Old Yang snorted: "If you're so capable, go and talk to someone in the higher-ups!" When something happens, he doesn't step forward, but when someone else does, he still complains. He's so spoiled!

Xiao Beichen breathed a sigh of relief. After all, it was only ten yuan more. Even if the other party asked for another ten yuan, he wouldn't be unable to accept it. As for treating people's headaches and fevers, that was even less of a problem.

He gave Old Man Yang a solemn military salute: "Thank you, Commander. This is already very good. I am very satisfied."

Seeing his serious expression and even the military salute, Old Man Yang felt that his earlier anger had not been in vain. After all, he was the one who had trained him. The old man was satisfied.

However, given how much respect his subordinates showed him, it felt a bit unfair to simply ask them to pay an extra ten yuan. He frowned and thought for a while. Since it was impossible to contact that person again, he simply offered a few words of comfort to his subordinates:

"Don't feel like you're losing out by spending an extra ten yuan. People from her hometown are very frugal. They spend half the money of ordinary people when buying a chicken. I just went to your house and saw that she has turned up the vegetable garden in your yard. So the three of them won't have to buy vegetables anymore."

"Also, Comrade Zhou Chuan has no children, so he won't steal grain from your house. That's another source of income, isn't it? You count how much money you can save here and there. Actually, if you really do the math, you might actually be the one who benefits."

As Old Man Yang spoke, he realized that Comrade Zhou Chuan was right. Those people from the neighboring village were cheap, but they were also treacherous and hard to guard against. In the end, Comrade Zhou Chuan was the better deal.

Political Commissar Ma leaned out from behind Xiao Beichen: "Commander, are you bewitched? That chicken is taking advantage of our troops!"

Old Yang, feeling humiliated and enraged, yelled, "Why are you everywhere? Get the hell out of here!"

Xiao Beichen had no objections to begin with, but after listening to his commander's long explanation, he realized that the commander was worried that he might feel uneasy about parting with that little bit of money. Seeing him and Lao Ma arguing about it, he quickly said, "Commander, Lao Ma, please stop talking. This is fine. I really have no objections. Thank you for helping to smooth things over, Commander."

"Hmph!" Old Man Yang glared at Political Commissar Ma and was about to go to the canteen for a meal when he remembered what he had told her. "Well, your family is out of firewood. I need you to go back and chop some." As for what she needed, he'd let her tell him herself; he couldn't possibly remember such a long list.

After watching the old man walk away, Political Commissar Ma nudged his comrade and said, "You really gave it to me? It's twenty-five yuan."

Xiao Beichen brushed the mud off his son's pants: "What else can we do? You saw it just now, this person is still here..." If he leaves, who knows what trouble he'll cause.

"Sigh!" Political Commissar Ma was speechless this time. "It'll be fine once we take care of those guys." This old man is always going on missions every few days, there's no way to build any rapport.

Xiao Beichen didn't respond: "Alright, you're busy, I have to go back and chop wood."

Political Commissar Ma shook his head and prepared to go to the canteen for a meal. He suddenly remembered that Xiao Beichen hadn't eaten either, so he shouted, but his comrade didn't turn around, only waved to him from a distance.

As soon as the old man left, Zhou Chuan started clearing the dishes. Just as he was about to wash them, Xiao Ran came running back, covered in sweat. Zhou Chuan glanced at him and said, "Go wash your face. Take a nap after you're done." Then he went back to his work.

When Xiao Ran saw that his aunt was still at home and nothing had happened, he grinned. He ran to the kitchen, stood next to Zhou Chuan, and took out the money the old man had given him to show Zhou Chuan: "I didn't buy candy."

Zhou Chuan was washing dishes: "What are you standing here for? Aren't you hot? Go wash your face, your head is covered in sweat. After you wash, you can take a nap. Hurry up."

Xiao Ran placed the two cents on the table: "Auntie, I'll go to Aunt Li's house to buy some persimmons after I wake up."

Zhou Chuan glanced at him and continued washing the dishes: "Want to eat persimmons with sugar again? Okay, I'll go buy some after your afternoon nap."

Once Xiao Ran received confirmation, he happily went to wash his face at the well outside, humming a little tune as he did so.

Commander Xiao, who was on his way home to chop firewood, happened to see his son humming a tune happily. It was a stark contrast to how he had been "punching and kicking" his son just moments before. Now, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was "overjoyed."

Having already washed his face, Xiao Ran immediately became wary upon recognizing the person: "Are you still trying to drive my aunt away? Let me tell you, if you try to drive my aunt away, I'll run away too... I promise!"

Commander Xiao sighed: "Is there no firewood at home? I'll come back to get a saw and then go to the mountains to get some firewood."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ran ran back into the house to report the news.