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

Zhang Dezhu rode his tricycle to the countryside and parted ways with Yang Bai. He then rode his motorcycle to the county public security bureau's traffic supervision station.

After submitting various documents, having the vehicle inspected, filling out registration forms, and paying fees, it took a long time to finally get the temporary pass, vehicle registration certificate, and license plate receipt. Only then was it all over.

It will probably take another three to seven days to get the license plate.

Yang Bai walked out of the supervision station and took a deep breath.

Looking at the materials in his hand, he laughed and said, "Finally, it's all over."

He got on his motorcycle and sped off, roaring, back to Haiba Village.

When they arrived at the village entrance, everyone's eyes nearly popped out when they saw Yang Bai's brand-new motorcycle.

In those days, the commune only had two motorcycles. How did Yang Bai manage to ride a motorcycle back to the village?

The children saw Yang Baiqi's motorcycle running behind them; they had never seen such a novel thing before.

A group of people were discussing it.

"How did Yang Bai get his hands on that motorcycle? It's been floating at sea for three days, could it be a smuggled one?"

"Do you think Yang Bai is stupid enough to break the law knowingly? I think he must have caught so much fish that the commune lent him two days to show off."

"Yang Bai is just putting on a brave face."

"Tch, you guys are just being sour. Men who ride bikes are the coolest. Why don't you go borrow one from the commune yourself?"

"Yang Bai, I think I've fallen in love with you."

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The villagers' attitude towards Yang Bai driving a motorcycle was that the men were insanely jealous, and the women envied him and wanted to marry him.

Even if a motorcycle is borrowed, it's still borrowed through skill.

Without real strength, you can only watch helplessly.

Yang Bai ignored those few words, as they were all drowned out by the sound of the motorcycle.

He drove the car into the yard and stopped.

Inside the room, Zhang Dezhu was helping to assemble the sewing machine. He looked up at Yang Bai, put down the screwdriver in his hand, and stood up.

"My two former sisters-in-law, Yang Bai is back."

The two women who were boiling water and cutting fruit on the stove saw Yang Bai and quickly put down what they were doing, rushing into his arms at the same time.

Both women looked up at the same time, their eyes slightly red.

Zhang Ning asked sweetly, "Yang Bai, you've been gone for three and a half days. What have you been doing all this time?"

Su Wanqiu looked at the sewing machine that was almost assembled.

"Why do you need Special Envoy Zhang to deliver a sewing machine, and even help with the installation? When did you get so shameless?"

"Special Envoy Zhang is now Brother Zhang. Brothers should help each other. Besides, look what I've added to the family."

Yang Bai leaned against the motorcycle.

Only then did the two women notice the motorcycle behind Yang Bai.

Zhang Ning's cherry-like mouth was wide open, as if she were dreaming.

"A motorcycle? Yang Bai, where did you get it?"

"Yes, there are only two in the whole commune. If the commune borrowed them, we mustn't damage them."

Su Wanqiu cautiously reminded him.

Zhang Dezhu clapped his hands and walked over.

"My two former siblings-in-law, this wasn't borrowed from the commune. Yang Bai bought it himself. He made a great contribution to tuna fishing."

"The regional leaders specially approved it for him personally, and he went to pick up the car and get the permits as soon as it was approved today."

"My brother is something else."

As the commune's special envoy, Zhang Dezhu's words carried considerable weight; whatever he said was generally true.

The villagers watching outside were in an uproar.

"Personal motorcycle voucher, my God, Yang Bai must have saved the regional leader's life."

"I wouldn't even dare to dream of owning Yang Bai's own motorcycle."

"Someone touch my heart, it's pounding whenever I see Yang Bai."

"There's bound to be some peeing if there's no mirror at home, right? Why would someone choose a plain-looking woman like you when there are two beautiful women right next to them?"

"Don't be so harsh. What if? I hope that one day, a perfect gentleman will come to marry me on a motorcycle."

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The most important thing about this motorcycle is that it doesn't belong to a group, but to Yang Bai personally!

Seventy percent of the villagers do not own bicycles, and owning a bicycle is a sign of being able to hold one's head high in the village.

Not to mention motorcycles, which create a gust of wind as they travel on the road.

The villagers wouldn't even dare to sit in a chair, let alone open one.

If you widen the back of the motorcycle, you can easily hang several hundred kilograms of cargo, making it suitable for both mountain climbing and road travel.

In just half an hour, you can get to the county town and enjoy yourself.

Whether it's scarcity, price, practicality, or prestige.

The villagers were drooling just looking at it.

Yang Bai also bought a personal motorcycle, which was equivalent to marrying their dream girl right in front of them.

Some of the young people had already made up their minds that they would have to beg Yang Bai to let them take a stroll around the village.

Su Wanqiu glanced at the clock and said, "It's almost time for Qiaoqiao to get out of school, Yang Bai. I'll go pick her up."

"I'll pick it up."

Yang Bai straddled the motorcycle with a powerful sway, the roar of which made the villagers instinctively take a step back.

Some young people were pleading on the side.

"Brother Yang, take me for a ride, I'll give you a dollar."

Yang Bai smiled. "Young man, become a member of my fleet or work at our collective fish farm. If you do a good job, you can ride me. Everyone, make way for me, I need to pick up my daughter!"

Nothing is more important than picking up his daughter now. No father doesn't want to be admired and praised by his daughter.

Yang Bai's words successfully planted a seed in the hearts of these young people: since they had nothing to do in the village anyway, they might as well work hard to become a crew member or employee.

They can ride motorcycles, and maybe one day they'll be able to buy one too.

Yang Bai drove to the elementary school, and before long a bell rang.

All the children ran out of the elementary school. They spotted Yang Bai's motorcycle at a glance and surrounded it, looking at it with curious and innocent eyes.

"What are these pretty metal lumps for?"

"You bumpkin, I heard my dad say motorcycles are very expensive."

"It's very fast. My dad dreams about riding a motorcycle. Uncle Yang's car is so cool."

"Uncle Yang, can you give me a ride home?"

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Some of the children watching were so engrossed that their parents couldn't get them to leave.

They all insisted that Yang Bai take them home.

Yang Bai shook his head, saw his daughter coming out of school, and walked over.

Yang Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up when she saw Yang Bai.

"Dad, you're back."

"Mmm." Yang Bai picked Yang Qiaoqiao up and kissed her. "Look what Daddy bought!"

Yang Qiaoqiao liked reading, so she naturally knew about motorcycles. She jumped down and looked at the motorcycle, jumping up and down happily.

"Dad, you bought a Motorola! That's amazing!"

"Yes, sit behind Daddy, and Daddy will take you for a ride."

Yang Bai reached out and picked up his daughter Qiaoqiao, carefully settling her in the back seat. He inserted the key, stepped on the gear lever on the side of the engine, and the motorcycle started with a roar. Yang Bai then climbed onto the seat.

"Qiaoqiao hugs her dad tightly, let's go!"

"it is good."

Yang Qiaoqiao readily agreed, wrapped her arms around Yang Bai's waist, and pressed her face against his back.

Yang Bai twisted the throttle, and the motorcycle sped away amidst the children's envious gazes. At that moment, they were all incredibly envious.

I envy Yang Qiaoqiao for having such a wonderful father.