Prank wedding pranks? Little fortune teller remarries military officer in a sweet romance.

Upon hearing this, all three looked over.

People can joke around all they want, but it's not appropriate to compare someone else's wife to others; that's basic courtesy for adults.

Chen Yusong noticed that the three people were looking at him, seemingly unaware of what he had said.

"Why are you all staring at me? I was just joking."

Qin Shixiao said with a stern face: "Chen Yusong, adults should have a sense of propriety when joking. Is it funny to make fun of other people's women?"

Xiang Pengcheng glanced at him but didn't say anything. He had a girlfriend but wasn't married, and Xu Sanjiang was only offering advice from someone with experience, but Chen Yusong's words...

Xu Sanjiang stopped what he was doing, smacked his lips, and said, "Old Chen, what you said is really inappropriate. We're all family members, how can you compare us like that?"

Chen Yusong forced a smile: "It was my fault. I thought it was just a joke. I didn't expect Lao Qin to react so strongly. Alright, I won't mention it again."

Qin Shixiao glanced at him but didn't say anything more.

After the group finished eating a roast duck, Qin Shixiao cleaned up the trash before asking about Huang Meizhen's request.

"Have you heard of Chen Erzhu, one of the cadres in our batch of training students?"

"Chen Erzhu?"

"Who is this person? I've never heard of them before!"

"Definitely not!" Xiang Pengcheng touched the unopened snack box: "I checked the list of trainees on the political commissar's side, and I'm sure there's no one named Chen Erzhu."

Qin Shixiao slapped his hand away: "What are you doing? The roast duck hasn't even filled your stomach yet. Sigh, that lady has it tough. Her husband is also a military officer undergoing further training. Now, she's a woman taking care of her elderly parents and children to see a doctor, and she's counting on her husband's help."

Xu Sanjiang sighed and turned to ask Chen Yusong.

"Old Chen, have you ever heard of this Chen Erzhu?"

Chen Yusong dropped the book in her hand to the ground with a thud, then slowly bent down to pick it up and patted the dust off the book.

"How could such a rustic name be on the list of students for further study? I'm afraid the women from the countryside have come to the wrong place."

Is it rustic?

Xu Sanjiang scratched his head. "Two pillars and three rivers, does that mean his name is also very rustic?"

"September!"

Tian Ruoqiu called the school looking for Ling Jiuyue: "Could you...could you take leave tonight and come out?"

Ling Jiuyue heard the urgency in her voice: "What's wrong, sister-in-law? Don't worry, tell me slowly."

Tian Ruoqiu paused for a moment, then said, "It's not that I'm in a hurry, it's that my good older sister's family is in a hurry, her family..."

Ling Jiuyue took leave to go out that evening, and Tian Ruoqiu told her about her colleague Sister Zhang's family situation.

"The couple had been married for several years but had no children. They thought they couldn't have children, so they adopted an abandoned baby and raised him. Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Who would have thought that Sister Zhang would suddenly become pregnant last year and give birth to a big, healthy boy this spring?"

The couple was overjoyed to suddenly have a child, but for some reason, the baby was not well. The baby cried a lot at night, refused to eat or drink milk, and became as thin as a sick cat. The hospital could not find anything wrong with the baby, and this morning the baby suddenly vomited and fainted.

Sister Zhang is extremely anxious. Her mother suspects that the child's birth chart might be weak, and that something might be affecting him, which is why she's asking you to take a look.

Having waited more than a decade for this precious baby, she naturally cherished it dearly and tried every possible method. Tian Ruoqiu couldn't bear to see her like this, so she introduced Ling Jiuyue to Sister Zhang.

When Ling Jiuyue followed Tian Ruoqiu to Sister Zhang's house, her grandmother was holding a bowl of water and setting up chopsticks in the yard. When she saw that the master Tian Ruoqiu was with was a young girl, her expression was not very pleasant.

"Xiaotian, is this the master you were talking about?"

Just as Tian Ruoqiu was about to explain, Ling Jiuyue stopped her.

Ling Jiuyue looked at the old lady: "Grandma, when you were young, did you smother a child to death to protect the People's Liberation Army?"

The old woman was shocked: "You...how could you?"

She kept this matter in her heart for decades and never told anyone, not even her deceased husband.

Why? Because the People's Liberation Army are good people who protect the people, so she should support them. If the child cries, it will attract the Japanese devils, and everyone will die. There's nothing she can do about it.

But I can't tell my family about this, because my in-laws are unreasonable. They don't care about the People's Liberation Army or anything like that; smothering their grandson to death is a serious crime.

Ling Jiuyue didn't answer her question: "Let me take a look at your grandson first. Judging from your face, your grandson does seem to have the appearance of dying young. Let's take a look first and then decide."

Hearing the commotion inside, Sister Zhang hurriedly welcomed Ling Jiuyue into the house.

"Comrade Xiaoling, could you please take a look and see what's wrong with this child?"

The moment Ling Jiuyue entered the room, she noticed the child behind Sister Zhang, who was like a shadow.

Tian Ruoqiu introduced her: "This is Sister Zhang's eldest son, Sun Ming."

Ling Jiuyue glanced at Sun Ming and quickly walked to the bedside.

The little child on the bed had a sallow face with an unnatural grayish-white tinge. His eyes were closed, and his little mouth was pursed as if he was still sobbing. There were tear stains at the corners of his eyes. He had clearly cried himself to sleep.

Sister Zhang tucked the blanket around the child, her eyes red, and said, "I don't know what happened. Three months ago, the child was fine, but since then, he has been crying and crying. He won't drink formula. During this time, your brother Sun, the old lady, and I have been exhausted."

The old lady followed him in: "Um... young master, take a look, has this child been affected by something?"

This girl looks so young, yet she just revealed a secret she'd kept hidden for years.

Sigh, I might as well give it a try, even if it seems hopeless.

Ling Jiuyue lifted the blanket and undressed the child.

The old lady, worried that the child would catch a cold, asked, "Xiao Ling, what are you doing...?"

Ling Jiuyue unbuttoned the child's clothes: "The child wasn't affected by the fire, but someone tampered with him."

"What?"

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were shocked: "Someone tampered with him? That can't be! Our family is small, just a few people. This child was hard-won; who would do something to him?"

Ling Jiuyue pointed to the child's armpit: "Look here."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went over and were shocked to see a patch of redness under the child's armpit. It was just that it was cold and the child was wearing many clothes, so apart from bathing, few people would pay attention to the armpits.

Ling Jiuyue explained, "This is caused by nettle powder. The child's skin is delicate, and even a little bit will make him itch terribly. He can't express it, so he can only cry. Look here."

She turned the child over and pointed to the gap between the buttocks and below the neck.

"See? There are a few here too. Besides that, there are needle marks on the soles of his feet, which means someone pricked him with a needle."

The old woman exclaimed in surprise, "How could that be? I watch over the child every day, who would prick him with a needle?"

Ling Jiuyue didn't answer the old lady's question, but picked up the baby bottle next to her and smelled it.

"Sister Zhang, can you smell this baby bottle? Does it have a strange odor?"