Having not seen each other for over a year, they truly experienced what it means for absence to make the heart grow fonder.
Zhou Jiuzhen stared at the two postcards in Ling Huanwu's sleeve, his tone sour, "They wouldn't be from Pilot Song, would they? We're getting married, he wouldn't deliberately not come, would he?"
Ling Huanwu waved the postcard in her hand and explained, "Why would he send me a postcard? It must have been Qin Jinshen who sent it to me. He's just rich and has nothing to spend, so he must have asked me to take good care of his sister."
She turned to the back of the postcard.
The confidence on his face vanished completely.
She had initially thought that Qin Jinshen would write some more threatening words out of boredom, asking her to visit him in prison.
Little did she know that Qin Jinshen had written on the postcard that it was a wedding gift for her and Zhou Jiuzhen.
Zhou Jiuzhen peeked over, curious about what gifts Qin Jinshen would give them.
But the postcard clearly stated two things.
The first thing is that Song Yaoyao died in prison.
The second thing is that Ling Huanwu's biological parents also died.
The three of them found it in a cesspool next to the prison yard.
Ling Huanwu didn't understand why her parents were in prison.
She remembered that her parents used to dig pits in the back hills.
Perhaps long ago, they had already prepared to perish together with Song Yaoyao.
Ling Huanwu forced a smile, but her heart still ached uncontrollably. She changed the subject, saying, "See, I told you so. It was that guy surnamed Qin who sent the postcard. Speaking of which, how come he's more well-informed than us!"
As she spoke, she pulled out another postcard.
Looking at the signature on it, Ling Huanwu was about to hide it, but Zhou Jiuzhen snatched it away.
He held the letter high while gritting his teeth and reading its contents aloud.
"Big sister, I won't be coming to your second wedding, so as not to make Battalion Commander Zhou jealous. I wish you a happy marriage and a long and happy life together!"
Zhou Jiuzhen pointed to the words on the postcard, puffed out his cheeks, and asked Ling Huanwu, "What does 'remarrying' mean?"
"I'm going to get married again and again, what's it to him!"
"He said I'd get jealous? I thought he was such a tease..."
Ling Huanwu was both amused and exasperated. She pointed to the postcard in his pocket and said, "Commander Zhou, I'd also like to know if that postcard of yours was given to you by one of your confidantes?"
Zhou Jiuzhen rubbed his temples, looking worried, and spread his hands, saying, "What female confidante do I have left? Your father-in-law said he got divorced, so I won't have a mother anymore."
"Are you really divorced?"
Ling Huanwu pursed her lips, really not understanding what Zhao Tingguo meant by talking about divorce on such a good day.
Is this to congratulate her on no longer having a wicked mother-in-law to deal with?
To everyone's surprise, Zhou Jiuzhen, who had been frowning, suddenly beamed and waved the postcard in his hand, congratulating her in advance, "But I still have a bride! Congratulations, Mrs. Brigade Commander! Your man has made a great contribution this time and has been promoted two ranks!"
Ling Huanwu, who had been looking downcast, immediately brightened up, her eyes crinkling with laughter, "Really? Then we must celebrate properly..."
"What's there to celebrate? Let's celebrate our wedding night first, that's the important thing!"
Zhou Jiuzhen pounced on his prey like a hungry wolf.
A woman's delicate, startled cry came from inside the house.
The guards, Ma and Qin Zhizhi, who had been eavesdropping in the corner, covered their mouths and chuckled, then left hand in hand, satisfied.
Outside the courtyard, the moon was bright and the stars were few, and the sea breeze was still blowing.
Blue tears-like waves gently lapped against the stone sign for "Wan Tan Island," as if whispering endless sweet nothings...
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