Beachcombing: The beach is full of amazing seafood, but my wife won't let me get out of bed!

The stone house was small to begin with, and the windows were pitifully small, making the house stuffy and hot.

Chen Xue was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a tattered palm-leaf fan, gently fanning the sleeping Ya Ya.

Chen Xue was wearing a faded floral short-sleeved shirt, the neckline slightly open from her work, revealing her fair neck and delicate collarbone.

The beads of sweat on her forehead slid down her cheeks, adding a touch of elegance to her appearance.

Looking at this scene, Wu Sui couldn't help but swallow hard.

He walked over, sat down next to Chen Xue on the edge of the bed, and casually put his arm around her waist.

"Is Ya Ya asleep?" Wu Sui lowered his voice and brought his lips close to Chen Xue's ear.

Chen Xue froze, two blushes rising to her cheeks, and she quickly pushed Wu Sui's hand away.

"Stop it, the child is here." Chen Xue glared at him, her voice barely audible.

Wu Sui looked helplessly at Ya Ya, who was lying sprawled in the middle of the bed, with one of her legs draped over Chen Xue's.

"Our house is too small," Wu Sui sighed, leaning back.

"The three of us are crammed onto this wooden bed. If I just turn over, I could fall off. It's so inconvenient for me to do anything."

Chen Xue blushed even more and patted Wu Sui's arm with her palm-leaf fan.

"What nonsense are you talking about, in broad daylight?"

"This house is pretty good. You fixed the roof so it doesn't leak anymore. It's much better than before. We just need a place to stay."

Wu Sui shook his head, sat up straight, and grasped Chen Xue's hand holding the fan.

"That won't do. How can my wife and children live in this dilapidated stone house for the rest of their lives?" He looked into Chen Xue's eyes. "Xiao Xue, I need to discuss something with you."

"What's up?"

"Once we have a little more money, we'll go to the village chief and get a bigger plot of land for our new house."

Wu Sui gestured: "We'll build a big two-story red brick house then."

"The yard needs to be big, so I'll build you a grape trellis and get Yaya a swing."

"Yaya has her own room, and the two of us will share a room."

Chen Xue froze, her palm-leaf fan hanging in mid-air.

It took her a long time to come to her senses, but there was no surprise in her eyes as Wu Sui had expected.

"Ah Sui, how much would it cost to build a two-story house?" Chen Xue's voice trembled slightly.

"I heard that the village chief's two-story house cost tens of thousands of yuan. Although we have some money, we can't afford to go through that kind of trouble."

Wu Sui smiled and said, "You don't need to worry about the money. Didn't you make 20,000 yuan on this trip today?"

"This sea is our family's treasure trove. As long as I work hard, I can save enough money to build a house very quickly."

Chen Xue didn't say anything, silently pulled her hand out of Wu Sui's palm, and continued to fan Ya Ya.

The room quieted down, with only the whirring of the palm-leaf fan.

Wu Sui sensed something was wrong and went over to look at her.

Chen Xue lowered her head, her eyes were already red, and tears were welling up in her eyes.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying all of a sudden?" Wu Sui panicked and quickly reached out to wipe her tears.

Chen Xue dodged Wu Sui's hand and sniffed.

"Ah Sui, I never thought about living in a big house." Chen Xue's voice was muffled, with a strong nasal tone.

"I've been worried about the money you earned these past two days."

She looked up at Wu Sui.

"I always feel like this is a dream. I'm afraid that when I wake up, you'll have money in your hands and those people will invite you to gamble again."

"I'm afraid that in a few days, debt collectors will block the door to our house again, and Ya Ya will be hiding in the corner crying again."

Chen Xue gripped the bamboo handle of the palm-leaf fan tightly with both hands, her knuckles turning white.

"I don't want a big house, I just want you to live a down-to-earth life."

"Even if we live in this drafty stone house for the rest of our lives, even if we eat pickled vegetables and sweet potato porridge every day, as long as you stop gambling and stop beating us, I will be content."

These words were like a blunt knife, cutting deeply into Wu Sui's heart.

What deep psychological trauma did my past self inflict on this woman that made her afraid even when holding money in her hand?

Wu Sui's smile vanished, and his expression became extremely serious.

He grasped Chen Xue's hand again, this time holding it very tightly.

"Xiaoxue, look at me."

Chen Xue raised her tearful eyes.

"That bastard Wu Sui died the day Ya Ya had a high fever," Wu Sui said, enunciating each word clearly.

"Wu Sui, who is alive now, only wants one thing: to make money so that you and your daughter can live a good life."

"Don't worry, I will never touch gambling again in my life."

"If anyone dares to ask me to gamble again, I'll chop them up with a knife!"

Wu Sui's tone was very serious.

Chen Xue stared at him for a long time, and seeing the openness in his eyes, her tense shoulders finally relaxed.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she grabbed Wu Sui's wrist and nodded emphatically.

I believe you.

Wu Sui tenderly pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on her hair.

Chen Xue obediently leaned against Wu Sui's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat. The anxiety that had been hanging in mid-air for the past few years finally slowly settled back into her stomach.

The two hugged quietly for a while.

Ya Ya rolled over in bed, muttering, "Eat meat..."

The two smiled at each other. Wu Sui took off his shoes, quietly climbed onto the bed, moved Ya Ya to the inside, and lay down on the outside himself.

"Get some sleep. You stayed up all night in the mangroves. Even the strongest person couldn't take it." Chen Xue pulled a thin blanket over Wu Sui's stomach.

Wu Sui was indeed exhausted. He closed his eyes and soon began to snore.

I slept straight through until evening.

When I woke up, the room was already dark.

Chen Xue was washing clothes in the yard, and there was also the sound of Ya Ya laughing and playing.

Wu Sui stretched and shuffled out of the house in her slippers.

The setting sun bathed the courtyard in a golden hue.

"You're awake? I've left some hot water in the pot for you. Go wash your face and get ready for dinner."

Chen Xue washed her hands clean and went into the kitchen to prepare to serve the rice.

Wu Sui leaned over and quickly kissed Chen Xue on the cheek.

"Oh dear, what are you doing? The child is here!" Chen Xue was startled, her face turning red to the roots of her neck as she looked around.

Ya Ya was squatting in the corner watching the ants move their nest, and didn't even look this way.

Wu Sui chuckled and followed him into the kitchen.

The leftover stewed chicken with potatoes and braised pork from lunch are still in the pot.

Chen Xue heated up the dish, chopped two tomatoes, sprinkled them with white sugar, and the dish was ready.

The food was served on the small wooden table in the yard.

The family of three sat together.

Wu Sui picked out a piece of tender leg meat for Ya Ya and put it in her bowl.

"Eat slowly, don't choke," Wu Sui said, patting her daughter's head before turning to Chen Xue.

"Let's go to town tomorrow morning and deposit the money into the credit union."

"While you're at it, go to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy Yaya a couple of new outfits. You should buy yourself a couple of new ones too."

Chen Xue bit her chopsticks, feeling a sweet warmth in her heart, and was about to nod in agreement.

A muffled "bang" was heard.

The already flimsy wooden door to the courtyard was pushed open from the outside.

Wu Sui frowned, put down her chopsticks, and turned her head away.

A tall, thin man wearing a floral shirt and baggy shorts sauntered in.

When Wu Sui saw that face, his mind went blank.

The blood in my body seemed to flow backward in an instant, and the chopsticks in my hand were snapped in two with a "crack".

Feng Shengli!