It's the weekend again, and it's five pounds of time to keep the kids.
Since moving to a rented house to accompany students, every weekend is a day of secret "corruption" with children. When the child came home in the afternoon, he shouted without putting his bag: "Finally I know why the little sister of the third grade is tired of school, and the time after class is occupied by the teacher, and there is no time to go to the toilet in the morning."
Seeing the child's tired and complaining look, Five Pounds is very heartbroken, and there is no way, only on weekend nights after the child learns to paint, accompany the child to indulge a little, with the child to eat some milk tea, fried chicken and the like.
For several consecutive weeks, the five pounds that had been insulated from foods such as fried milk tea gradually began to lose their concentration, at first when watching children eat, and then somehow evolved into one person, and sometimes packed back to the point of enjoying while watching the drama.
No, it was back from a walk with the child, saw the long queue of beef shortbread waiting, and couldn't help but be curious to buy three.
The cake that just came out of the pot, still hot, bite down, crisp and fragrant, crispy on the outside and crispy on the inside, it is indeed very delicious. It's just oily, and you don't have to think about it to know that the heat is high.
When I got home, the cake was still hot, and seeing the small salary of brushing my mobile phone on the bed, Wujin held up the bag in her hand and asked, "Beef cake, do you want to eat?" ”
Someone didn't even look up, and replied simply "don't eat."
"It was delicious, there were a lot of people queuing up."
"Didn't you say dinner lasted?"
Wu Jin suffered ten thousand critical hits, and his heart began to bleed. She couldn't feel at ease for a long time, either feeling that the belt of her pants at the waist seemed to be tight, or feeling that the beef shortbread she had just eaten was vigorously releasing energy.
Thinking back to the indulgence of her weekend diet these past few weeks, she began to fantasize about the flesh of her waist and abdomen swelled up a little...
"No, I've got to go down and run for a while!" Without hesitation, she immediately turned around and changed her shoes, took the key and went out for a run.
These days have been autumn rain, it has rained during the day, and the ground is still wet. She didn't like the mashi road, but there was no way, yesterday in order to avoid the rain or went to the nearby gymnasium to run 8 kilometers, after running, still very disliked, the road is too hard.
The five pounds who went downstairs again for a piece of beef shortbread did not go to the gymnasium and ran in the community where the house was rented.
Although the community of the rented house is old, the road is narrow, there are many cars, but the road is asphalt, but the mahjong halls, barber shops, fruit stalls on both sides of the road, all kinds of small shops are lined up, and each run can always encounter three or five standing at the door chatting, or looking at the road with nothing to do.
On autumn nights, on the road full of cars, there are few pedestrians, and only one of the runners is five pounds.
Running past the door of the small shop, there are always people who come to pay attention, but fortunately, the street lights are dark enough to see the face.
From the entrance to the top of the community, seven or eight hundred meters a back and forth, five pounds ran 3 kilometers, and finally could not stand the occasional encounter due to mud or moss slippery road, running to the outside of the community.
Out of the community is the bright city neon, accompany the rental house in the old city, commercial center, convenient transportation, is the lack of greenways nearby, it is difficult to find a good place to run.
The school would not let them in, so Wujin had to run along the road towards the section of the road with few people. Near the subway entrance, I was surprised to find a green road, about fifty meters, and five pounds immediately decided to turn back and run at this fifty meters long distance.
Perhaps it is gloomy weather, in front of the subway entrance, there are few pedestrians, only the road next to the traffic is busy. A row of trees obscured the street lamps, dimming the light on the greenway.
This is Wujin's favorite running environment, quiet and dark, the road surface is smooth, it is not easy to be distracted when running, and it is easy to immerse in the state of simple thinking.
The running is very slow, not much different from the speed of fast walking. The more she ran, the easier it became, especially after 5 kilometers, she felt the wind under her feet, although it was still slow.
Probably because of the psychological effect, Wujin did feel that the abdomen was not as swollen as before, and it was so tight. Running lighter and lighter, imagining that the oil cake you eat is being consumed little by little, and every step under your feet seems to be offsetting the crispy taste of each bite into your mouth.
She suddenly lost interest in the delicious beef shortbread, thinking that "it is actually so delicious, there is nothing wrong with it." "Running for 1 hour, a total of more than 400 kilocalories, "a beef cake is almost so many calories!" ”
Five pounds of luck was not troublesome, and went downstairs to run for this hour, otherwise the extra four hundred kilocalories would become fat in a few days.
As she walked back happily, she warned herself: "Eat a piece of cake and jog for an hour, the next time you really have to control your mouth, and the oil is not messy!" ”
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