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

Commander Xiao had recovered by now. While eating, he casually brought up another topic: "After resting at home for so long, it's time to go back to school?"

Xiao Ran suddenly raised her head: "I'm not going to school!" After a pause, she added angrily, "I'd rather die than go to school!"

Zhou Chuan was also puzzled when he heard this: "Why did you suddenly think of sending Xiao Ran to school? It's been so long since he went to school. What's the point of going to school? He definitely won't be able to keep up."

Commander Xiao frowned: "The final exams are in a month or so. People at school are busy reviewing. If he goes now, he can study with them. I don't care how many points he gets, but at least he can't hand in a blank paper."

"As long as you don't hand in a blank paper, it's fine." This requirement is indeed not high. Zhou Chuan glanced at Xiao Ran beside him and saw him stubbornly going against his father. He felt a pang of sympathy for him.

It's not entirely the child's fault that he doesn't want to study. When Xiao Ran was brought over, it was already the next semester. As a transfer student, coupled with his father's "fame," he was inevitably isolated and bullied. Back home, he had no relatives to help him cope, so he could only keep it all inside. After several such incidents, it's no wonder the child didn't want to go to school!

"See how resistant he is, maybe... we should just let it go?" Zhou Chuan hesitated for a moment, then felt that Xiao Ran was a little more pitiful. "At worst, he can just repeat a year!"

Xiao Beichen slammed down his chopsticks: "What do you know? It's too late for him to start school now. Do you think he's still a three-year-old? If he doesn't go to school this year, will he have to repeat the year next year?"

Noticing that Zhou Chuan wanted to refute him, he didn't give her a chance at all.

“He’s eleven years old. When I was his age, I could already recognize all the characters. But he’s over ten and still can’t read a single character. There was nothing we could do before, but now that we have the opportunity, we have to seize the time to study hard. Otherwise, when we get older, we won’t be able to learn anything.”

After scolding Zhou Chuan, he turned his gaze to his son: "Let me tell you, you have to go this time, whether you like it or not. Back when I was in school, I had to walk for two or three hours every day. In the beginning, my feet would get blisters every day. When it was windy, rainy, snowy, or haily, I had to get up in the middle of the night to travel. The hardships I endured are unimaginable to you."

Thinking back to the hardships he endured while pursuing his education, and comparing them to his son's current comfortable life, he felt a pang of jealousy. "You're lucky, kid. You've been born in a good era, with no worries about food or clothing. I even have to pay someone to take care of you. The school is right near our house. With such good conditions, why don't you go to school? What are you planning to do, huh?"

Seeing his son glaring at him resentfully, silently protesting, he also got a little angry. "Hmph! Thinking about anything is useless! Thinking about anything is pointless! Going to school obediently is the right thing to do, do you hear me?"

Xiao Ran stood up abruptly and shouted at the top of his lungs, "I said I'm not going, and I'm not going!!!" He sounded like he was about to scream his lungs out.

Zhou Chuan rubbed her ears. Good heavens, if she shouted a few more times, she would probably damage her hearing. Just as she was thinking this, she saw Xiao Ran's eyes turn red with anger, and tears were welling up in her eyes and about to flow out.

Forget about comforting her own hearing impairment, she quickly got up and pulled the child into her arms to reassure her: "If you don't want to go, you don't have to go. At worst, you'll repeat a grade. It's not a big deal. Okay, okay, stop crying. If you cry, Auntie's heart will break..."

Commander Xiao slammed his fist on the table: "Can you please stop meddling? Can you?" He'd barely uttered his harsh words when someone immediately contradicted him; it was utterly disrespectful of him...

Enraged, Xiao Beichen kicked away a chair beside him. "You don't know anything and yet you meddle. What are you meddling in? Huh? I'm his father. Would I harm him? He's wasting his precious time studying. He's always following you around, cooking and tending the fire. What kind of future does he have? Let me tell you, you can do whatever you want with his food and clothes, I don't care. But when it comes to his education, you have to listen to me!"

Zhou Chuan also lost his temper, grabbing the chopsticks on the table and throwing them at him: "Who the hell are you yelling at? Huh? Who the hell are you?" What kind of person is this! He's acting without even asking questions!

"Can't you listen to reason? Do you have to make people angry? There must be a reason why the child doesn't want to study. You don't even ask why, and you're just yelling and shouting. Are you trying to show off your loud voice? Let me tell you, don't be so arrogant. I'm going to get involved in this. Let's see what you can do to me."

"What a cruel father! You won't listen to the child's explanation or try to understand the situation. All you do is yell and curse. What kind of person are you..."

"What are you doing? Can't you talk things out?" Commander Xiao blocked the chopsticks that were thrown at him with his elbow. "No matter what the reason, you have to go to school. If I were like him and hid at home every little thing, would I be where I am today?"

“He’s a boy, not a girl who’s always around the stove. A boy should act like a boy. If he’s not going to school, he should learn a skill. He has to choose one. You ask him what he wants to do? He doesn’t go to school, and he doesn’t learn a trade. He just stays at home eating and drinking well every day. Isn’t that a waste? My son, Lin’s son, can’t be a useless person. Tomorrow he’s going to school... no discussion!”

Holding a child in her arms, she lacked the strength to argue, so she pressed Xiao Ran down into a chair, put her hands on her hips, and started arguing with the regimental commander opposite her: "Xiao Ran is really unlucky to have a father like you. You didn't care about him for more than ten years, and now you suddenly bring him here, without even letting the child adjust, and you just send him to school."

"They've already been in school for a semester. How are you going to teach a transfer student who just joined halfway through? He doesn't know anything from last semester. How is he going to keep up this semester? The teachers' accents are so bad that the child might not even understand them. How are you going to teach him? Or are you, the father who finished learning the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of eleven, secretly helping the child catch up on last semester's lessons?"

She had never seen such an arrogant person who didn't consider the child's feelings at all. "They have nothing, yet they force the child to go to school all day long. Even if the child goes, what can they learn? They might as well stay at home and eat and drink well!"

In fact, Teacher Xiao Ran had also told Xiao Beichen what Zhou Chuan had said. He didn't think it was a big deal. He had looked at the first-grade textbooks that the school had given them, and they were very simple, too simple. Even if his son transferred to the class, it shouldn't be a big problem.

But now it seems like the problem is quite big.