Reborn to Make Games: My Girlfriend is a Game Streamer

Sunday was another rare day of good weather.

The golden sunlight shone down, bringing just the right amount of warmth.

When they came out of the building, Jiang Yiting walked half a step ahead.

She walked with light, quick steps, her high ponytail bouncing with each stride.

No matter how you look at that back view, it exudes a smug sense of having a well-thought-out plan.

Chen Bainian followed steadily behind her.

His facial expression looked no different from usual, calm and composed.

However, upon closer inspection, a faint curve can still be seen at the corner of the mouth.

After a tacit exchange in the morning, the thin mist that had separated the two seemed to have been quietly dispelled by the morning breeze and sunlight, making things much clearer.

As I walked to the entrance of the residential area, I happened to run into Grandpa Ye, who was returning from grocery shopping, and Grandpa Qin, who was on duty, chatting.

"Good morning, Grandpa Ye! Good morning, Uncle Qin!" Jiang Yiting said cheerfully, her voice rising with a smile at the end. "Grandpa Ye, why haven't I seen Little Yezi lately?"

"Good morning, Xiao Jiang and Xiao Chen," Grandpa Qin greeted them with a smile, his gaze sweeping over the two of them.

"Hello, Grandpa Ye, hello, Grandpa Qin." Chen Bainian also stopped and nodded to the two elderly people.

"Little Yezi went back to his parents' house," Grandpa Ye explained with a smile. "Did you all go out together?"

"Yes," Jiang Yiting answered naturally, "We're out of vegetables at home, so I'm going to restock."

Grandpa Qin observed the expressions of the two men and noticed the atmosphere between them had changed somewhat since they went out together yesterday. He understood immediately.

"Xiao Jiang seems to be in a good mood today," Grandpa Qin joked. "He's even walking with a swagger."

Jiang Yiting didn't hesitate at all and readily replied, "People are in high spirits when they have happy events."

Grandpa Ye, who was listening nearby, also noticed the budding romance between the two and started to laugh.

He held up the vegetable basket in his hand: "The vegetables at the market are fresh this morning. It's market day today. The vendor who sold bamboo shoots last time has dug up a lot again today. They're all from his own forest, and they're very tender. Xiao Chen, you guys hurry up and go."

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa Ye," Chen Bainian replied.

"Then we'll be going now, Grandpa Ye, Uncle Qin." Jiang Yiting waved her hand.

Chen Bainian nodded to the two elderly people and followed Jiang Yiting.

After walking a short distance, the sound of two elderly people talking with laughter could be faintly heard on the wind.

"These two kids are really good!"

"They are quite a good match. Last time they came to my house for dinner, Xiao Yezi joked about it..."

"Really? Yesterday, those two..."

Jiang Yiting didn't stop walking, but her smile grew even wider.

Chen Bainian walked beside her, looking straight ahead, as if he hadn't heard the conversation.

However, the original shallow arc now looks much more realistic.

After crossing two intersections, turn into the small road in front of the market.

The two then saw the market scene that Grandpa Ye had described.

For a megacity like Lin'an with a permanent population of over ten million, perhaps only remote suburban areas like Zhuantang still retain the tradition of going to the market.

There are resettlement houses here, built in the early years after the demolition and relocation, where many local residents have moved in.

It is also a major thoroughfare for people from the countryside to enter the city.

It naturally became a good place for nearby farmers to set up stalls and sell their goods.

The market was quite lively, with nearby residents arriving by bicycle, electric scooter, or on foot.

There are also vendors who come to sell their wares on electric tricycles or in small trucks.

The shouts and the sounds of bargaining blended together.

"How lively!" Jiang Yiting exclaimed, looking at the scene before her.

"Teacher Jiang, have you never been to a market before?" Chen Bainian asked curiously as he heard her exclamation.

"No, not exactly." Jiang Yiting shook her head, but her eyes were fixed on the golden, glistening spring rolls at a makeshift stall not far away.

"When I was a child, when my dad first started his own restaurant, it was just a small shop. I especially liked to go with my dad to these markets to buy groceries and also get to eat some snacks."

As for the taste, although it's not as good as my dad's, you know how it is, you get tired of eating the same person's cooking all the time, no matter how delicious it is.

This snack is a great way to add variety to your diet, and the vendors who have been making it for so long are all skilled people; the food is always quite delicious.

Chen Bainian listened quietly, his gaze following hers.

The aroma of various foods wafted from the market, and then there were the golden and crispy fried spring rolls.

He suddenly realized that the thin porridge he had eaten that morning wasn't very filling.

"Let's go buy some; I haven't had enough breakfast yet," he suggested.

"OK."

The two walked up to the vendor selling golden spring rolls, and Jiang Yiting asked, "Boss, how much are these spring rolls?"

"Fried ones are two yuan each, six for ten yuan, twenty-one boxes, fifteen in total." The vendor selling golden spring rolls didn't even look up, continuing to wrap spring rolls in his hands, occasionally handing out two boxes of fried spring rolls to customers waiting nearby. "If they're raw, I only sell them in whole boxes."

"Want a box?" Chen Bainian turned to look at her and asked.

"No need, there are so many other delicious things to eat at this market." Jiang Yiting shook her head, then called out to the vendor, "Boss, give me ten yuan's worth, three at a time."

"Okay, but we'll have to wait for the next batch," the boss replied.

The two stood next to the electric tricycle and waited.

Jiang Yiting took out her phone, scanned the QR code on the corner of the tricycle, paid, and even showed the payment screen to the owner.

As soon as a plate of wrapped spring rolls was put into the pot, whitish bubbles immediately rose to the surface, accompanied by a sizzling sound.

"And then?" Chen Bainian asked abruptly.

Jiang Yiting responded knowingly, "Later, when the restaurant business improved, my dad merged several shops next door. At that time, my dad stopped going to these kinds of markets and started buying vegetables at wholesale farmers' markets."

By then, I had started school, so I didn't have time to go to those places with my dad anymore.

Jiang Yiting spoke slowly, her eyes unfocused as she watched the spring rolls in the oil gradually turn golden brown, as if she were reminiscing.

Chen Bainian stood beside her, listening patiently and quietly.

"Later on, my dad won awards in competitions and became famous. Then a boss came up to us and we discussed opening a new store in Qingniu District."

Oh, Chengdu has always been known as "the south is rich and the west is noble," and Qingniu District is the "noble west."

When she got to this point, Jiang Yiting, afraid he might not know, added simply, "That was around that time, my family also moved there."

In the city center, as you know, the areas around the vegetable market are very well-regulated, and there's no such thing as a free market.

In the western part of Guizhou, there are numerous provincial government agencies, as well as embassies and consulates of various countries.

Even street vendors are rarely seen.

Moreover, with the arrival of junior high and high school, the school curriculum has become more demanding.

During holidays, I usually hide in my room playing games to pass the time...

Her words were not well organized, as if she was just saying whatever came to mind, but they generally followed a timeline, which Chen Bainian could understand.

"Actually, as I grew older, there were times when I went back to the place where I used to live to look for the taste of my childhood memories." After a pause, Jiang Yiting suddenly spoke again, her voice sounding very soft in the spring breeze.

"I just realized that the area had already been demolished and turned into an urban area."

The market is gone, and those childhood memories are gone forever.

Jiang Yiting turned her head to look at Chen Bainian, who was listening quietly beside her.

"So, Ms. Chen," she said casually, but with a hidden meaning, "there are some things that you can't wait until you think back to look back on them."

That's like trying to find a lost sword by marking the boat – you'll never find it again.

Jiang Yiting's eyes were clear, and her words carried a hidden meaning that only the two of them could understand.

Chen Bainian gently clenched his hands at his sides, turned to meet her gaze, and slowly nodded: "Okay, I understand."

He responded softly, his tone seemingly warmer than usual.

The voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for the other person to hear.

Some things simply can't wait.

Some people are like that too.