Reborn in 1986: Getting Rich from the Sea, While a Stern Officer Pursues His Wife

【’80s setting + pampered by the whole family + beachcombing + pocket dimension + guide physique + sweet-tempered female chef × tough, no-nonsense man + building a fortune + sweet romance】 Lin Zhi only learned before she died that the cold-faced officer had waited for her all his life. Reborn in 1986, she sees her young parents again, along with her sweet little sister, mischievous younger brother, and smiling grandma handing her a boiled egg. This time, she won’t let her cousin scheme against her, and she won’t miss her chance with him again. Beachcombing from the start: while everyone else spends the whole day picking up a few clams, she casts her net once, and it comes up brimming with swimming crabs that climb right in by themselves? Premium abalone by the shoal, giant Chinese lobsters poking their heads out, deep-sea dragon pearls glowing to guide her, and a century-old bird’s nest cliff revealing itself without prompting… Seriously, why does all the good stuff end up in her net? The whole village wants to know. And the military camp commander, said to be cold, strict, and ruthless, is a living king of hell whom everyone fears. Yet whenever she comes near, the bloodshot eyes that seem to have lost their reason slowly clear. When she goes beachcombing, he waits for her at the pier at three in the morning. When she negotiates business deals, he quietly has her back. When she dives into the deep sea, he trains like crazy just so he can join her at a depth of sixty meters. Lin Zhi thinks she’s simply making up for the regrets of her previous life. She never expects that this time, the cold-faced officer has already listed her in his political background report, stamped it with an official seal, and decided she is the only woman he’ll ever marry. The man who can dismantle a tank with his bare hands shows a vulnerability, restrained to the breaking point, only in front of her. Everyone: “Sister-in-law, please come back! The commander’s about to blow his top again!” Lin Zhi leisurely wipes the crab roe from her hands. “What’s the rush? Let him wait. My pot of abalone porridge isn’t ready yet.”