After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man

Father Bai was confused by Bai Qingyun's words. He scratched his head and felt puzzled.

His eyes suddenly lit up again, remembering that his wife had actually saved his face in front of the children today and did not pull his ears in front of the youngest son.

He was immediately happy and walked towards Bai's mother's desk.

The room was already dim. Although the moonlight in late spring was bright, it was not as bright as the starry sky in summer. There was only a faint light shining into the doorway.

In other parts of the room, only the lights were on near the desk and dressing table, so Bai's father did not notice anything unusual about Bai's mother at first.

As soon as he got closer, the light made Bai's mother's eyes look particularly bright. Bai's father was startled and took two steps at a time: "Wife, what's wrong?"

Mother Bai's red eyes had not yet dried the traces of tears on her face, and her originally fair and smooth face was now red. Father Bai wanted to wipe it for his wife, but suddenly remembered that his hands were still stained with mud after coming back from martial arts practice.

Bai Yi saw that he was busy during the day, and trained him to death at night. Sometimes he could only roll on the ground to avoid it.

Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the handkerchief that Bai Qingyun used to wipe Bai's mother, and he picked it up again to wipe Bai's mother. The wetness he felt startled: How long has she been crying?

As he wiped it gently, he asked in a gentle tone: "Did those little brats make you angry again?"

He would never believe that his youngest son would make his wife cry!

Besides, he later heard about the unruly competition between those guys in the kitchen yesterday.

"I went to the Jiang family today and realized how much I neglected my children's education in the past. When you were chatting with my father-in-law and mentioned the children's study and martial arts, I couldn't answer a single question."

"When I listen to you, it's like listening to someone else's child. It's so strange."

"It was my fault in the past that I made you work so hard for this family. I will teach you more in the future. I don't know how to write calligraphy, but I am also practicing martial arts now."

"Bai Yi said that I had some basic skills from hunting, so he specially taught me the appropriate skills. I can learn faster than those brats. I will also pay more attention to the children's martial arts training in the future."

As Bai's father narrated sentence after sentence, the blush on Bai's mother's cheeks faded away, and even the tears of being moved by her daughter were shed dryly.

Her slender and clean fingers habitually pinched Mr. Bai's earlobe.

The flesh there is thick. My mother said that pinching it won't hurt too much, and men won't resist easily, because if the earlobe rotates a circle, it will be very painful.

I can only say that the one who understands her son is the mother.

Bai's mother's slightly hoarse voice rang out: "Bai Yang, did he pay for changing his words? It's so easy to call your father-in-law!"

Baiyang is the name of Bai's father, who was named by Grandpa Bai based on the name of Baiyang Town.

At that time, he had just settled in Dayang Village. After his son was born, he named his father Bai after the name of Baiyang Town, so that he could return to his roots and have a place to call home.

But Bai's mother would never easily call out such a big name before.

Calling your husband by his full name outside is disrespectful to him.

Usually she would only yell this out when she was furious at home.

Father Bai hesitated. He thought his wife would be moved by his heart-wrenching speech, but she didn't want to speak anymore. Was she thinking about the money to change her words?

Now, with fate's earlobe pinched, he dared not move.

Bai's mother was naturally touched. Her efforts were seen by her man, who was considerate and thoughtful. Not to mention her father who loved his wife, even if she was beaten to death with a stick in Kyoto, she couldn't find such a man.

It’s just that she is not an extrovert, so she keeps those introverted emotions in her heart, and just keeps them with her.

She applied force with her fingers, and the thick flesh on her earlobe sank in. "Also, next time, can you come in and see clearly if anyone is talking? You start howling before you even enter the yard. If you disturb your parents' rest, you'll be in trouble."

The couple's yard was not far from the two old people's yard, but they would pass by the two old people's yard when they came back from the martial arts training ground, and those words must have been heard.

If I am laughed at by my daughter at night, I will inevitably be laughed at by my mother when I make breakfast the next day.

Just thinking about it makes me feel...embarrassing.

"My daughter is still young, not even of age yet, how can she bear to hear those obscene words of yours? If my daughter's ears are polluted by your words again, I will never forgive you!"

Speaking of children, that is Bai's mother's bottom line. She was so angry that she turned her ear in her hand, causing Bai's father to grimaced in pain and hide away.

It wasn't that painful, but Father Bai was experienced in this area, so he looked a little painful, and if his wife continued to do it, she would be gentler.

These are all experiences.

"Wife, I was wrong. I will be more careful next time!"

He endured the risk of his ears being pulled and hurt, approached Bai's mother and hugged her in his arms, and whispered in Bai's mother's ear: "From now on, I will say these words in the room, only to this lady..."

The feeling changed, and Father Bai pulled Mother Bai a little further away from him, so that he could see clearly that Mother Bai had changed her clothes.

He moved further away, looked at her carefully from head to toe, and asked, "Is this the new dress that my youngest gave you?"

Bai Qingyun seldom came to their yard at night. Firstly, the little girl was busy, and secondly, if there was anything, they would talk about it at the dinner table when everyone was together, so there were not many times when he could come alone.

Combining the two, he had never seen Bai's mother wearing this style of clothes, so he could naturally guess it.

Bai's mother nodded, and raised her chin to the pile of horse-faced skirts on the sofa that had not been sorted out yet, and said, "Youngest prepared one for everyone. I thought it looked good, so I tried it on. What do you think?"

Compared with others, she still longs for her husband's praise more.

Father Bai was not a man who was stingy with praise: "Beautiful, so beautiful, I thought my wife was a fairy from heaven who came down to earth!"

He did not forget to boast: "But such a beautiful fairy was finally married to me!"

When Mother Bai heard the expected compliment, she lowered her head shyly in Father Bai's arms. The blush that had faded from her cheeks reappeared, even redder than before.

When she raised her head again, she saw Father Bai looking at her with red eyes. His lustful eyes were particularly captivating under the flickering candlelight.

Her waist, which was held up by the horse-faced skirt, was held in his hands without her knowing when. She could feel his hands gradually gaining strength.

When the other person's cheek was about to touch hers, Bai's mother's fingers, with a hint of unique charm, pressed against Bai's father's forehead to stop the other person from getting closer.

She blushed and said, "You are covered in dust. Go take a shower first..."

Father Bai understood what the other party meant and said as he walked: "I'll be there soon, wait for me..."