The leader is my girlfriend

A chicken in the left hand, a duck in the right hand, and a fat baby on his back, feeding it with a babbling sound...

In the early morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains. Wang Yiming secretly gave Lu Wanwan a good morning kiss, then stretched and sat up from the bed. Remembering that today was the third day after his wedding, he would return to his parents' home, so he immediately perked up and started to get busy.

Wang Yiming first walked into the kitchen, tied an apron skillfully, and placed flour, eggs, sugar, lard, etc. one by one, ready to show off his skills, combining Chinese and Western methods, and making some delicious cakes to take back.

After a series of processes such as kneading, rolling and baking, the fragrant pastries were finally freshly baked. Wang Yiming looked at the fruits of his labor with satisfaction, his heart filled with a sense of accomplishment. How could he be so outstanding? He could be both a gentleman and a chef. He was both a handsome boy and a master chef.

Then, he quickly took out the new clothes he had made for Mr. Lu a few days ago - a Chinese-style buttoned casual suit, sorted them out, and put them into the bag.

After everything was ready, Wang Yiming returned to the bedroom to wake up Lu Wanwan, and brought out the breakfast that his aunt had warmed in the pot. After eating, they went out together and returned to the military compound.

As soon as I entered the house, I heard a hearty laughter coming from the room. It turned out that Mr. Lu was sitting on the sofa and chatting with a strange man sitting opposite him, laughing from ear to ear.

It is said that the old man has never smiled so happily even though his grandson-in-law has visited him three times. So, who is the person sitting on the sofa?

Liu Miaomiao, who had arrived early, sat on the sofa and once again ate a large melon, this time from the vine. She looked at Mr. Lu, the man on the sofa, Wang Yiming, and secretly glanced at her sister Lu Wanwan, her eyes constantly switching back and forth between the four of them.

Finally, she shook her head helplessly and sighed deeply. In her opinion, this was really the legendary scene of social death!

Wang Yiming blinked, his eyes fixed on Liu Miaomiao, silently conveying a message, "Sister-in-law, give me a hint, who is this person?"

???

As the saying goes, a child without a mother is a long story! Faced with Wang Yiming's curiosity, where should Liu Miaomiao begin? If she said this was her sister's bad luck in love, would anyone believe it? I guess no one would believe it, right? After all, even her sister herself knew nothing about this matter...

Men and women have different preferences in many aspects. Take body shape for example. Men like thick legs, thin waist and big buttocks, while women like thin legs, thin waist and flat breasts. Their aesthetic tastes are different at the starting line, and of course their ideas and attitudes towards love are also different.

Liu Miaomiao knew something about this matter, which even Lu Wanwan herself didn't know. If she were Zhang Tao, she would probably hate Grandpa Lu to the core! After all, if everything had continued as it should, perhaps, possibly, probably, perhaps, unpredictable, unpredictable, more or less... Zhang Tao still had a tiny, tiny, glimmering chance of winning the girl over.

However, fate is such a teasing one. At the critical moment, Mr. Lu intervened and pointed Zhang Tao in the wrong direction, causing him to deviate from his original course like a wild horse, and he was getting farther and farther away from his destination, with no way to turn back.

Liu Miaomiao summarized it this way - her sister Lu Wanwan liked the blue sky and white clouds, but after being instructed by Mr. Lu, Zhang Tao dived into the sea, causing waves, and thus, all the consequences were gone.

[Liu Miaomiao's perspective on the unrequited love story, now it's time to start eating melons:

Back in time, Zhang Tao, then just 16, was in the prime of his youth, his feelings just beginning to sprout, as fresh and pure as a flower blooming in early spring. Back then, he was still an innocent boy, full of curiosity and longing.

One day, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was not dry. Zhang Tao mustered up his courage and walked to Mr. Lu's side with a serious look on his face. There was a glint of anticipation in his eyes. He spoke cautiously, "Grandpa Lu, do you know what kind of gay man Wanwan would like?" His voice was crisp and sincere, as if he was afraid of saying something wrong.

When Mr. Lu heard this question, he was slightly stunned at first, but then, speaking from his own perspective, he answered confidently with the attitude of a veteran, "Of course it's manly. Look at how seriously Wanwan watched during target practice and the military competition! But that's only one aspect. If you want to pursue our Wanwan, your rank can't be too low. You have to be at least battalion level. Otherwise, how can you be worthy of my precious granddaughter?"

"Thank you, Grandpa Lu, I understand." Zhang Tao left thoughtfully.

She hadn't meant to hear it; the study door was simply open, and she'd just stepped out for some fresh air after studying, so she happened to be passing by. But Liu Miaomiao disagreed strongly with Grandpa Lu's words. After all, no matter how delicious something is, it won't taste good after you've been eating it since childhood. You'll get tired of seeing it. In the army, was that admiration for her sister? It was that expression of wanting to comment on everything after seeing so much! So... good luck to Zhang Tao!

However, Lu Wanwan was completely unaware of this discussion about relationships. She was being dragged along by her uncle to study a foreign language, completely unaware that someone was secretly studying her preferences and the criteria for a future partner.

Zhang Tao and Mr. Lu, one dared to ask, the other dared to answer; one dared to speak, the other dared to believe, and there seemed to be a tacit understanding between the two. In the end, neither of them leaked a word about the matter to anyone. But what about Liu Miaomiao? When she returned to her room to continue studying the tadpoles, she forgot about it.

In this way, time passed quickly, and not long after, Zhang Tao, under the careful arrangement of his family, resolutely embarked on the road of military career with full of longing and expectation.

During these long eight years, he persevered and dedicated himself to every arduous and dangerous mission. Whether sweating profusely on the training grounds under the scorching sun or on the front lines under hail of bullets, he never flinched or flinched. With his unwavering perseverance and outstanding performance, he repeatedly achieved distinguished military exploits and gradually rose through the ranks, starting as an ordinary soldier and slowly climbing the ranks, step by step.

All the hard work and unremitting efforts actually have only one simple and beautiful purpose - that is to be able to muster up the courage to express his love to Lu Wanwan, the woman he deeply loves, and bring this beautiful woman home to marry.

He was now 23 years old, in the prime of his life. In the most recent military evaluation, after rigorous selection and fierce competition, he had finally been promoted to deputy battalion commander. Among officers of his rank, he was truly exceptional, a rare talent.

Zhang Tao finally completed 99 of the 100 steps toward Lu Wanwan. His heart raced, his hands trembled. His long-cherished wish was finally about to come true, and he thought of countless words to express his love. He called home, and just as he'd mustered the courage to tell his family about the matchmaking, he learned from a casual chat with his mother that Lu Wanwan was getting married.

It was like a bolt from the blue. At that moment, Zhang Tao felt as if the world had fallen. What was the point of all his years of hard work? All his masculinity, all his tough-guy image, was thrown out the window. This tall, sturdy man curled up in his cold bed like a child, letting the tears flow freely. He cried all night long...

If Xiao Ming heard this story, he would probably give a bad review without hesitation and put him on the blacklist directly.

My friend, don't be sad or upset. Please be more open-minded. The world is so big and so vast, with so many choices and possibilities. Even if you don't have a partner, you still have to work hard to live. So, don't force yourself to get what you can't get, and it doesn't matter if the sand you can't hold is blown away. Please stay away from my wife, turn left when you go out, and go slowly.