Chapter Fifty-Nine is like this

  At this time, the boss's wife had all the dishes in the store ready, and they were done well. He Ming's appetite was also big, and his eating speed was fast. In just over 10 minutes, he ate everything up. The boss's wife gave him a thumbs-up and said: "You've eaten so much, which is enough for five or six people! No wonder your body is so good!"

  He Ming pretended to be humble and nodded, saying: "Generally speaking, the dishes made by the boss's wife are good, they are the best on this street! That's it!" As he spoke, he learned from the boss's wife and raised his thumb.

  Haha! The boss's wife was delighted and laughed, saying that this kind of man is great, generous, and has a sweet mouth.

  The two of them chatted for a few more sentences, and He Ming drank the Green Light Mountain Spring water he had just gotten. Thinking about continuing to surf the web, he went to explore treasures. At this time, a female voice asked: "Excuse me, is this handheld game console yours?"

  He Ming heard this and turned his head. As soon as he did, the mineral water in his mouth flowed into his trachea, causing him to cough.

  The woman who spoke was about thirty years old, with a pretty face and unexpectedly a green light level talent.

  He Ming took a glance and immediately knew why she was the Green Light, surpassing Liu Xue. He Ming then recalled an evil phrase: Everyone loves Thirteen Niang, everyone drinks melon milk.

  The woman is wearing a sweater and has a coat draped over her.

  The woman held a handheld game console and charger in one hand, and pulled a little kid with the other. It was the same kid who had just made that expression, which was so brilliant and hilarious that it left He Ming laughing to the point of being unable to eat.

  He Ming couldn't help but laugh again when he saw Xiao Fei's expression.

  Because he was angry in a very special way, without crying or getting furious, but only with contempt on his round and chubby face. Contempt! It's really hilarious.

  He Ming knew what was going on and was also very curious about the detailed attributes of this devilish figure, the green light woman. He approached the woman to probe her, saying: "This handheld game console, I gave it to this little friend. And you are?"

  The woman said: "My name is Chai Ting. This is my son Chen Kaicheng. Little Cheng returned the game console to his brother."

  The little kid pouted, with a look of disdain on his face. He Ming suppressed his smile and cleared his throat, saying: "This sister, it's just a game console, not worth much money. I see that Little Cheng likes it so much, so I'll give it to him. It's given to him, can't take it back! Just gave it to him!"

  He Ming said, stretching out his hand and finally pinching the chubby face of the little kid, turning his contemptuous expression into an even more contemptuous one.

  Chai Ting looked at her son, not knowing what to say. The boss's wife also smiled and said: "Xiao Ting, just accept it. This is the big boss! A 3,000 yuan game console is nothing to him."

  Chai Ting couldn't refuse, so she accepted the gift. She wanted to thank He Ming and went to her house for a cup of tea. He Ming pretended to be polite and delayed the time. Finally got Chai Ting's detailed information.

  Green light life form, with multiple attributes.

  (Old) devil figure, ninety-nine percent of men cannot resist her, one percent are devil figure phobics.

  Fatal temptation, so her boyfriend or husband can't control himself and easily die on the spot.

  "Please sit for a while, I'll go pour some tea."

  Facing the invitation of the green light beauty, how could He Ming refuse? So he came to Chai Ting's home.

  Chai Ting went to make tea for He Ming, the little kid sat on a small stool playing games, his expression was very funny, focused but with a pouted mouth, every time he got frustrated with the game, his mouth would pout even higher.

  He Ming suppressed his smile and looked around the room, which was very old and small, with a lot of clutter. There were clothes, boxes, books, magazines, and no chairs to be seen. He Ming sat on a bed while on the other side of the table there were thermoses, gas stoves and other cooking utensils. Chai Ting was pouring water from the thermos to make tea.

  He Ming looked back and exclaimed, "Wow, what a beautiful trajectory!"

  Chai Ting is almost 1 meter 7 tall now.

  He secretly smiled in his heart, he finally understood that earlier when they were chatting casually, her expression was strange, a bit schadenfreude and also a bit regretful. After all, with such a devilish figure, women would envy her too, but since her husband had died on her body, what else was there to fear?

  Chai Ting poured a good cup of tea and turned back, but He Ming had already shifted his gaze away, putting on an air of indifference.

  The two chatted for a few more sentences, and then He Ming thought of making a polite excuse to leave. It might be hard to meet again in this lifetime, and who knows when they would come to Mount Tai next time? Chai Ting had already moved away with her son.

  However, at this time, Chai Ting remained silent for a long time before saying: "Are you very rich? A 3,000 yuan game console is casually given to my son?"

  He Ming thought for a moment, like Bruce Lee touching his nose, and said "Ah-la is not just a rich man, but an extremely wealthy person. Ah-la Hua Xia people are not poor devils of East Asia!"

  However, in reality, He Ming could only hypocritically nod his head and say with a hint of subtlety: "It's okay, it's okay. Sister Chai Ting, you should know that wealth is just enough to live on. No need to get too much." When speaking, He Ming obviously chose to forget selectively.

  He was secretly delighted in his heart and wanted to shout loudly, but on the surface, he pretended to drink tea with a serious expression, not daring to glance sideways.

  Chai Ting sat beside He Ming, her head lowered and silent. Her long hair, which He Ming glanced at with his super vision, looked like it hadn't been washed for a while, maybe one or two weeks, or even a month. However, the quality of her hair was still very good, and it still smelled nice, befitting a super beauty.

  At this time, Chai Ting suddenly raised her head and met He Ming's gaze. He Ming was taken aback for a moment, thinking to himself, "Is my gaze a bit too flirtatious? Is it too late for me to become a righteous person now?"

  So I had no choice but to become a member of the awkward squad, and I made a mistake that a big brother once said all men would make.

  Chai Ting didn't notice He Ming's change in gaze and mental thoughts. She suddenly said, "Can you give me 10,000? I'll accompany you for a night!"

  "What?" He Ming knew he absolutely didn't mishear, and indeed, Chai Ting continued to speak, saying: "My husband has been dead for over a year. I need to take care of Xiao Cheng. I don't have a job, and our living situation is barely sustainable. My husband's family thinks I'm responsible for his death and refuses to help me and Xiao Cheng. I see that you're very wealthy, do you want me?"

  He Ming was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, thinking in his heart what kind of reaction he should make. Should he directly take out 10,000 and slap it on?

  He put on a pitiful expression and said: "What you're doing is immoral. People should live by their own hands, not by selling..."

  Slap, will definitely be slapped.

  But He Ming put on a deep voice, with a vicissitudinous tone, and said: "Sister Chai Ting, if there's anything difficult, tell me, in the vast ocean of people, this world has many, many good people." After finishing speaking, He Ming opened his backpack, took out 100,000 yuan, and said: "This is 100,000 yuan, as a little brother's meeting gift. Sister Chai Ting, noble soul."

  He Ming said it again, and Chai Ting looked at him and the 100,000 yuan, tears streaming down her face. She suddenly threw herself into He Ming's arms and wept silently.

  Honestly, imagination and reality are far apart. He thought he was a good person, a gentleman, but when Chai Ting threw herself into his arms, He Ming discovered that he was only a gentleman in name, not in deed. His mind flashed with countless thoughts, really big and soft, adding milk must be great and happy.

  But as soon as he had a wicked thought, Zhou Qingyun's cold smile appeared, and He Ming and his accomplice little brother immediately shrank back.

  The chubby little kid was a bit sleepy, he yawned and said: "Mom, I'm hungry."

  Chai Ting was still sobbing in He Ming's arms, He Ming took out the beef jerky from his backpack and threw it over, saying: "Little fatty, I'll give you some to eat."

  The little kid's expression was contemptuous, perhaps born with it. After glancing at He Ming, he started eating the delicious beef jerky. The way he ate was also very comical. In one breath, he ate a lot, then repeatedly chewed like a cow eating grass, but didn't swallow.

  He Ming smiled wryly. Seeing Chai Ting still sniffling, he gently patted her back and said, "Sister Chai Ting, don't cry. Life is like that, without experiencing wind and rain, how can you see the rainbow? Who hasn't encountered difficult moments? Tomorrow will be better."

  Chai Ting lifted her head, wiped away tears and suddenly smiled: "Thank you, He Ming. But how do you speak like reciting lines from a play?" Her smile was like the blooming of flowers in spring, with a quiet warmth that made He Ming realize that her face was actually very beautiful, with eyes and features almost flawless, calm and gentle, just the type that old men loved.

  But He Ming was completely drawn in by Cai Ting's words, and he suddenly thought to himself, "Could my performance have been a failure? I think I'm quite good. Isn't the next script supposed to be like this?"

  Thank you little brother.

  Don't be polite. (He Ming stood up and walked away, reached the door, opened it and said) Forget about me, just treat me like Lei Feng!

  But now it's become, how are you acting?

  He Mingzhen wanted to ask, how did you see through me? My "perfect" Warner Emperor-level acting skills?

  In reality, He Ming still wanted to struggle before death, his eyes rolled wildly, and Chai Ting knew he was plotting something.

  "Actually, I'm a poet, a person who loves life, so my way of speaking is different from others. That's why you got some wrong impressions, that's all."

  After finishing speaking, He Ming had a sincere face and showed his white teeth, yes, that's it!

  Chai Ting burst out laughing, although she didn't say anything, but couldn't stop laughing.

  He Ming gave her a disdainful look, knowing that his performance had thoroughly failed. He scratched his nose without regard for appearances, something he had been wanting to do for a while.

  Chai Ting laughed even more happily, but He Ming didn't look at her with a single glance.

  What mistake did I make?

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