The leader is my girlfriend

Morning Market

Wang Yiming's living habits made him refuse snacks and sugar-oil mixtures. The nature of his job made him subconsciously say a few warm reminders when he saw the chubby old man eating fried dough sticks.

"Uncle, eating such greasy food so early in the morning is not good for your health."

"This is the breakfast that the children gave me."

"That kid is too unreliable. At your age and with your physique, you need to eat a light diet. As the old saying goes, there are no fat people who live long, so..."

Although the old man is old, he can't let people say he is fat. Isn't that stepping into a minefield?

"What old saying? Whose old saying is it? Why haven't I heard it before?"

"no……."

"Are you older or am I older?"

"no……."

"I've been hungry all night, and I finally managed to eat something oily this morning. And you're still criticizing me? You live by the sea."

"no……."

"It's not what it is, it's either you or me."

He was talking nonsense. At this time, Wang Yiming wanted to run away quickly. His size 38 feet moved to the left front, and the next moment.

"Oh, my heart."

It seems it's too late, she has paid the price.

"uncle……."

"Oh, my head is so confused all of a sudden. I feel dizzy."

"..."

"Oh no, I can't take it anymore. I'm injured, it hurts so much."

"Master, I was wrong. Just eat your food. I won't bother you anymore."

"Stand there, you made me angry, and you still want to leave?"

"I'm not leaving. I'm just moving. I'm blocking your light by standing here. So what do you think I should do?"

"As an old man, I run a small stall all year round, rain or shine..."

(The music starts—holding a steamed bun in my hand, and there’s not a drop of oil in the dish…I can’t stop the tears from flowing, I can’t stop the tears from flowing…)

"...Master, you don't need to say more. I already understand."

"You understand?" He hasn't finished the performance yet?

"I understand. This is 200 yuan, a little gift from me. Please accept it." Wang Yiming told himself that it was just a gift he gave as a gift when he went out early in the morning.

This child is quite smart. Although he doesn't have good luck, he has wisdom and is worth some guidance. So...

"Hey, what are you doing? Do I need your charity? I, an old man, also make a living by my own ability."

"So you want to?"

"I can't let you take the money for nothing, just support my business."

"Okay, okay."

Wang Yiming looked at the stall in front of him. This pile of wood, no, it was a pile of wooden carved rings.

"Can I have one of your rings?"

"That's fine, old man. You and I are not destined to be together, so you can only take one."

"Yes, yes, these patterns are quite profound. I can't understand them."

"That is."

It's scary if you don't understand it. I'm not afraid of ten thousand but ten million. It's better to ask so that I can feel at ease.

"Sir, you are not some magical church member."

The old man touched his beard with his greasy hands and cleared his throat, "Ahem, didn't you see it?"

It was unbearable to look at. At this moment, the old man's beard could only be described as... waxed and oily, with just a little bit of it, a little bit - dirty.

"Would you mind me?"

"In novels, what do you describe as a grandfather with a white beard?"

"Merry Christmas?"

"Speak Chinese."

"Merry Christmas?"

"I'll pack it up and mail it abroad for you, saying it's from my own country."

The old man touched his beard again, and this time Yiming understood. Although the old man was a little fat and his hair was short and not much, his beard looked good. Isn't this just a simple version of cosplay? The correct answer came out of his mouth.

"You are the immortal, the wind, the Tao, and the bones. Taoist priest, I am blind and fail to recognize you."

"That's right, you have some good taste."

"……hehe."

"Do you know what three-dimensional space is and what a cube is?"

"know."

"These are all storage rings of mine, they have wonderful uses."

After reading the above two sentences, Wang Yiming has grown up. After understanding the old man's acting style, this time she knows how to cooperate with him. She no longer thinks that reading her cultivation novels is in vain.

"I know, I know. Things can be stored in novels. But can I use them now? Do I need to shed blood to acknowledge my ownership?"

“…You know quite a lot, but it can’t be used.”

"……Oh."

"How much are you planning to buy?"

Looking at the greasy 200 yuan in the old man's hand, Wang Yiming raised two fingers with a bit of disgust that was difficult to express.

"Just buy the one that costs 200 yuan." Mainly because she didn't believe the old man could give her change.

"Since I said I'd only sell you one, that's one. No more."

"Okay, okay, whatever you want. I can handle it."

“The attitude is pretty good.”

"That's for sure." The old man and the old woman are unreasonable, so how could they have a bad attitude at this time?

The old man continued to dig in his pocket, and then took out a ring with oil stains.

"Here you go. Just wear it on your little finger. Old man, you and I have known each other for a while. This ring has 30 square meters, no, 30 cubic meters of space. You'll have to take care of yourself from now on."

That last sentence doesn't sound like a good thing at all. Now is not the time to be fussy; now is the time to run.

"Okay, sir, I understand. I'll be leaving first then?"

"Wait, what are you holding?"

"Persimmons are antioxidants, so eating more is good for your skin. Avocados have high-quality fats, which help eliminate inflammation. And bananas are good for potassium after exercise. Sir, do you know why the monkeys are so happy every day?"

Although there was no curiosity in the old man's eyes, Wang Yiming could not resist his desire to share.

"Why are monkeys so happy every day? Because they eat bananas every day. So, we should eat more healthy food and stay away from junk food."

"Oh."

"Uncle, please try some. It's delicious. Let's take good care of ourselves so we can live to 99."

"Okay, then I'll reluctantly keep half of them."

"……OK."

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Finally escaped, Wang Yiming was moved by himself. It was not easy. He went out in the morning to check the almanac, and it clearly said that it was a good day to travel and meet noble people when going out. What kind of accident happened?

Ok?

Why are there so many people gathered in front?

"Auntie, what happened up ahead?"

"There was a car accident up ahead, so early in the morning, oh well."

Wang Yiming, who was very trustworthy, went forward and just as he squeezed into the center circle, he heard,

"The truck has overturned, run!"

…………

Yiming was caught in a trap. It wasn't that she didn't have time to run, but the manhole cover on the ground was stolen during her escape route. As a result, she stepped on it wrongly and fell into the gourd. Before she could even utter the last "ah", the manhole cover was covered by the scattered items on the truck.

...The outstanding young woman Wang Yiming passed away in such a confused and confusing way...

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The old man selling rings said, "Avocado? That sounds interesting. Let me try it first."

After taking a bite,

"Pah, pah, pah, what's that smell? It just tastes like grass leaves. It's awful. I'll have another banana to calm my nerves."

After eating two bites, the old man smiled.

"Why do monkeys love bananas? I don't know. Anyway, you won't be able to eat bananas in the next few years. Little girl, you and I are not destined to be together. It all depends on your initiative. You can't eat for free, so I, an old man, will give you a chance to meet someone."

If Wang Yiming knew about this, he would definitely advise the old man that there really wasn't any need for this. Since there's no fate, why force it?