A Military Marriage and Triplets! The Commander’s Wife Is a Little Fortune Teller

[Era Reversal + Military Marriage + Adorable Baby Assistants + Satisfying Face-Slapping + Abusing Scumbags and Face-Slapping + Sweet Romance + Military Marriage with a High-Ranking Officer]

A sharp-tongued, clever heroine skilled in physiognomy x a tough, stoic, abstinent commanding officer

Pregnant before marriage, she was thrown out of the house by her stepmother with a bucket of cold water. Half the street was waiting for Song Zhiyi to freeze to death.

No one knew she was the hundredth-generation heir to the Song family's physiognomy art, able to read faces, predict fortune and disaster, and discern people's hearts with perfect accuracy.

The night she was cast out, she declared that her stepmother would lose money within three days. Sure enough, a thief stole her red passbook soon after.

She set up a shabby little table at the street corner and saw through a string of scams at a glance, saving an old worker's coffin money.

The courtyard neighbors and workshop director who once mocked her now lined up with eggs and brown sugar, begging for her advice.

When her stepmother's family came to her door in regret, making a scene, she tore away the fig leaf covering her own father.

As her belly grew day by day, the old doctor took her pulse and his expression changed on the spot: "Three pulses. There are three babies!"

Six months later, the three little dumplings sent an urgent telegram to the military district behind their mother's back.

With snow whipping through the air, a military-plated jeep screeched to a halt in front of the wonton stall. The youngest commanding officer in the entire military district climbed out with red eyes and pulled her and all three babies into his coat. "Did you ask me before laying a hand on my wife and children?"