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

Yang Bai stuffed the black bag into the cabinet and went out.

The mother and her two children are unpacking the things they bought.

Yang Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up as she looked at the comic books.

Wow, so many comic books!

Yang Bai sat down next to his daughter and opened a copy of "Outwitting the Yellow Wind Monster".

"Qiaoqiao, remember to let me know when you've finished reading, and I'll go buy it."

In the 70s, book censorship was strict, so foreign comics couldn't be imported, and most domestic comics were about current affairs and were not suitable for children.

It wasn't until the 1980s that there were suitable comics for children to read.

These are the only comic books available at the moment.

Yang Qiaoqiao's eyes shone brightly, and her smile was radiant.

"it is good."

She immediately picked up several books and went back inside to read them.

Zhang Ning looked at the high school textbooks, two fountain pens, and several boxes of ink, and covered her mouth with joy.

"Yang Bai, you remembered all the books I mentioned back then, didn't you?"

She remembered that a few days ago, while diligently studying her senior year textbooks, she casually mentioned it, and she never expected that he would buy them all.

I also bought other supplementary learning materials.

Su Wanqiu was a tool used for drawing.

In his past life, he only remembered that Su Wanqiu was a young lady from a wealthy family. He only remembered her yesterday when he saw the clothing design drafts she had hidden in the iron box.

After her father was exonerated, he quickly rebuilt his business by relying on his old connections.

Su Wanqiu opened a clothing design company and even took on the task of designing costumes for the 90 Spring Festival Gala.

That year marked the first time the Spring Festival Gala featured a light costume design team, and their outstanding work spread throughout the business community.

However, since there was no overlap in company affairs, I stopped paying attention to it later.

"Late Autumn, I've seen your paintings, they're very well done."

I hope that one day I can wear the clothes you designed for me.

When I walk down the street, I'll tell everyone that my wife designed this outfit for me, and I'll feel so proud.

Yang Bai patted his face and said with a grin.

Su Wanqiu held the drawing board in her hand, her eyes brimming with tears.

After her father went to prison, she married Yang Bai and buried her love for clothing design in her heart.

Even after marrying into a poor and remote rural area, she never thought of picking up a pen again to realize her dreams.

The man before them seemed to have not only become a better person, but was also becoming more and more willing to delve into their souls.

Understand their joys and sorrows.

Why, why did you suddenly become so good?

Su Wanqiu's heart was restless; she seemed to have fallen in love with the man before her.

Not only the body, but also the soul, and everything about him.

When Yang Bai saw his wife crying, he quickly and gently held her head and took a tissue to wipe away her tears.

"What's wrong, honey? Am I being too embarrassing? I'll frame it and hang it on the wall from now on."

Su Wanqiu stopped crying and started laughing.

"That would be even more embarrassing. Don't you think we'd be even more powerful than you in the future, and the whole village would only know you as someone's husband?"

Men generally don't like women who are too successful, as it would make them lose face.

This kind of male chauvinism exists everywhere, especially in the countryside.

They don't like women showing their faces in public.

If a dream that has been so hard to achieve is then shattered.

This kind of pain is no different from falling from the sky to the ground.

Rather than doing that, it's better to just leave it as is.

Yang Bai shook his head and smiled.

"I'd love for it. I like being a kept man; it's good for my stomach."

Su Wanqiu gently punched his chest. "Okay, I'll take care of you from now on."

Zhang Ning raised her hand, "Me, and me too."

Holding her books, she imagined what it would be like to keep Yang Bai as her sugar daddy, and couldn't help but chuckle to herself.

She had one more dream: to study hard, get into university, save lives, and take Yang Bai as her sugar daddy!

Yang Bai nodded with a smile.

"Okay, okay, from now on, Qiu will take care of me on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, Ningning will take care of me on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays, and Sundays."

"I'll raise him!" Yang Qiaoqiao ran out of the bedroom and raised her hand, shouting, "I want to raise Dad too!"

"You all take good care of me, I'm your loving husband and father, I'll cook for you."

Yang Bai took out the half-piece of lamb chop he had bought and went into the kitchen.

Su Wanqiu took a basket of garlic from the kitchen and started peeling it.

"Ningning, Yang Jun came over this morning and stammered that Yang Bai would be back late, and he didn't pay today, which means he didn't fish. I have a feeling he's hiding something."

"Could it be related to a shipwreck?"

Zhang Ning sat peeling garlic, recalling how, on his way to work that morning, he noticed the shipwrecked victims seemed to be talking about Yang Bai.

However, upon seeing that she was a member of Yang Bai's family, he immediately shut up, which now seems quite strange.

"Could they be blaming Yang Bai for the shipwreck? I'll ask him about it at dinner."

Liu Caixia's character is well-known in the village; she would definitely frame Yang Bai for the maritime disaster.

She would definitely step forward immediately if there was anything she could do to help.

"Um."

Zhang Ning nodded emphatically.

He can't shoulder everything alone; the whole family should work together through thick and thin.

Yang Bai noticed something was off about the atmosphere at the dinner table when he brought out the dishes.

"My two wives? What's the matter?"

Su Wanqiu looked up at him and said seriously.

"We know what happened this morning."

Yang Bai was taken aback. What did he know?

Could it be that Liu Caixia falsely accused him of the shipwreck?

"Late Autumn, did Xiao Jun say something to you? Don't believe him."

Judging from his tone, Su Wanqiu knew he was indeed hiding what happened that morning.

"Yes, I don't believe a single word he said, because he didn't say anything."

"Were you framed by Liu Caixia this morning and went to resolve the issue?"

Zhang Ning nodded in agreement.

Yang Bai broke out in a cold sweat.

Brother Yang Jun, there's been a misunderstanding.

He hadn't expected his two wives to be so clever, able to keep anything from him.

Yang Bai sat in a chair, held his two wives' hands, and smiled.

"Everything's resolved. Now nobody in the village is causing trouble. On the contrary, the Zhang family is doomed. Isn't this a win-win situation?"

"Everything's fine now. Yang Bai, do you know how many people died in this shipwreck?"

Zhang Ning frowned and asked.

She had access to the latest news on casualties at the medical station, losses that the brigade hadn't experienced in nearly a decade.

"Not only were all twelve wooden boats destroyed, but fifty-three people went there, and nine of them died."

"Nine families! What if you were to be torn apart alive by them?"

Zhang Ning was filled with endless worry; Yang Bai was doing well in every way now.

He was just too reckless. If each of the eleven families punched him, he would have been hospitalized for more than half a year.

Su Wanqiu nodded.

"Yes, family members should get through tough times together. Don't shoulder everything alone in the future."

Yang Bai felt a surge of warmth in his heart; in his previous life, he had been utterly alone.

I have never felt the warmth and care of home.

With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?

"Okay, I promise you, we'll face anything together."