Rebirth 77: From Beachcombing to Becoming a Tycoon and Spoiling My Wife

"What's wrong?"

Yang Bai found this apology a bit strange. Had Zhang Ning misunderstood him again?

Zhang Ning muttered to himself.

"I entrusted the child to you, yet I still don't trust you. Be careful, it's so late, you might..."

Yang Bai didn't blame her; he just gently flicked her little head.

"Qiaoqiao is my precious daughter, I cherish her dearly."

You're just being overly concerned. I'll bring the kids back earlier next time.

When Zhang Ning looked at Yang Bai, he suddenly felt that Yang Bai was a man of great stature and integrity.

She lived in a remote mountain village where the preference for sons over daughters was severe. When she grew up, she was sold to Yang Bai as part of her brother's dowry.

She has never experienced fatherly love, being protected and cherished; perhaps this is what a father should be like.

"Yang Bai, you... are so kind."

Zhang Ning spoke softly.

The way he looked at Yang Bai gradually became somewhat improper.

......

The next day, early in the morning.

The family was eating inside. It was Sunday, and none of them had anything to do.

Zhang Qiaoqiao picked up a pickled cucumber and put it in Yang Bai's bowl, her eyes pleading.

"Dad, can we not go fishing today? Can you stay home and keep Qiaoqiao company?"

She felt a little willful and lowered her head.

Seeing their obedient appearance, both girls felt a pang of heartache.

Su Wanqiu turned to look at Yang Bai beside her, her tone heavy with helplessness and tenderness, and spoke softly.

"Yang Bai, why don't we skip today? There are always fish in the sea that can be caught. We might as well spend more time with our daughter."

Zhang Ning followed suit and offered his advice.

"Yang Bai, what Qiaoqiao needs most right now is fatherly love. You used to be so carefree and never spent enough time with her."

Yang Bai's gaze fell on Qiaoqiao, and he gently stroked her head.

"Who said I was going to go beachcombing today? I'm really not going today. I've made so much money, I should take a day off."

"real!"

Zhang Qiaoqiao put down her chopsticks, jumped off the chair, and kissed Yang Bai again.

"That's great, Dad is with me today, that's great."

Her big eyes smiled, curving like crescent moons. She didn't expect her father to always be with her.

She would be content with what she had today.

Seeing her happy expression, Yang Bai couldn't help but smile as well.

Both women felt a warm feeling in their hearts.

"From now on, how about I spend one day a week with my daughter?"

He never expected that Qiaoqiao would be happier with just one day of his company than if she ate imported chocolate.

"OK."

Zhang Qiaoqiao sat back down, so happy that she hummed a song throughout the entire meal.

After finishing the meal, Yang Bai stayed behind to clean up the dishes.

Suddenly there was a knock on the gate of the compound.

Yang Bai looked outside and saw Yang Jun knocking on the door.

"Open the door," Yang Jun said anxiously.

"No, this is terrible! Brother Yang, Liu Caixia has borrowed all the spare wooden boats from the village brigade and is taking people to Widow's Sea!"

He hadn't expected that Brother Yang would stop her from lending out the steel boat yesterday.

Liu Caixia was able to acquire a dozen or so large ships from the brigade in the blink of an eye.

Although they are not as numerous as steel ships, there are many of them, and they can be salvaged.

There's no major storm today, so if we actually take the right route and run into them, our luck will be ruined!

Just as Yang Qiaoqiao was about to take the book out, she heard the conversation outside and asked her mother behind her in disappointment.

"Mom, is Dad going out again?"

Su Wanqiu could distinguish between what was urgent and what was important, and shook her head.

"Qiaoqiao, Daddy has something very important to do, we won't disturb him."

Yang Bai, however, remained calm and composed.

"Xiaojun, go home. Go fishing again tomorrow. I want to stay home with my daughter. There's a storm today. Listen to your brother."

Liu Caixia was indeed in a hurry and immediately got a wooden boat to go.

Yang Jun, however, was like an ant on a hot pan.

"Brother Yang, what time is it?"

Sigh, there's no clear sky outside, not even a drop of rain.

I asked the villagers, and they said it wouldn't rain today.

No sooner had the words been spoken than a gust of evil wind rose outside.

Yang Jun turned to look outside, and the smell of rain wafted towards him.

Yang Jun, who had worked as a laborer by the sea for many years, was naturally familiar with this smell.

Could it be that what my elder brother said is right?

"Big brother, this..."

Yang Bai sat in the chair and said calmly.

"Just you wait and see."

The next moment, the leaves outside began to sway in the wind, and the sand and stones on the ground continued to rustle, the sound echoing throughout the house.

A storm is really coming!

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle".

The village's broadcasting station activated an emergency announcement, and a voice echoed throughout the village.

"Urgent notice: Attention all villagers! A severe convective weather warning has been issued. All villagers are advised to refrain from fishing in the sea in the near future..."

The broadcast was played again and again.

Yang Jun swallowed hard. If he really insisted on going out fishing now...

Once the storm hits, no matter how familiar the eldest brother is with the Widow Sea, he's probably powerless to turn the tide!

"How could this happen? Brother Yang, thank goodness you're here, otherwise I'd be dead today!"

Yang Bai looked at the sudden change in the weather outside and laughed.

"That's normal."

The accuracy rate of storm forecasts in the 1970s was only between 30% and 40%, especially since sudden storms were impossible to predict, resulting in many missed or false reports.

Some experienced fishermen rely solely on weather forecasts and their own experience to determine whether it is suitable to go out to sea.

"What about Liu Caixia's side, where is she now, with the sudden storm?"

Yang Jun stared blankly in the direction of Widow's Sea.

If she goes there with her people, wouldn't she be completely doomed?

Yang Bai shrugged. "They insist on going, what's it to us? You should hurry back; I need to be with my wife and kids."

"oh."

Yang Jun suddenly realized that his older brother was truly ruthless and handsome, showing no mercy to the enemy and being loyal to his brothers.

......

Widow Sea.

More than a dozen wooden boats were sailing on the sea.

Looking at the maze-like distribution of reefs, Liu Caixia was extremely excited. In her memory, this place was not far from that sea area!

When the time comes, if we catch boatloads of big yellow croakers, our family will become even more prosperous, and our son will never have to worry about marriage again.

Yang Bai's death is not far off!

"Just walk another nautical mile, then turn the corner and you'll arrive!"

Liu Caixia directed the ship, and the helmsman followed suit.

As we walked, we encountered a dense array of reefs.

Everyone on the ship was dumbfounded.

What's going on?

"Grandma, why can't we walk any further?"

Liu Biao rushed over, pointed at the reef in front of him, and asked.

He was persuaded by Liu Caixia to become a fisherman.

At first, he didn't dare to go to Widow's Sea, but after learning that Yang Bai had made four thousand yuan by lying in the sea yesterday and was willing to take 20% of the profits, he decided to come.

Eight hundred dollars is equivalent to a year's profit from running a casino.

How could he not be tempted to take the risk?

He was terribly panicked when the road ahead was blocked.

Liu Caixia frowned and opened a piece of paper with the route written on it.

After repeated comparisons, there was absolutely no discrepancy; how could it possibly be wrong?!

She looked up at the somewhat flustered people around her, and cold sweat poured down her back.

She suppressed her anxiety, not daring to show the slightest abnormality on her face, and secretly clenched her fists.

If they find out they've led her astray, they'll tear her apart on the ship.

"We didn't go the wrong way; the boatman went too far. Let's go back and check again."