If flowers bloom, youth will naturally follow.
Chapter 11 Little Bao'er is acting strangely
In response to Xiao Pang's gluttony, the weight loss mobilization meeting even stipulated some coercive measures to help him lose weight.
1. The siblings' allowance was cut off, and their summer wages were also suspended.
2. No snacks are allowed in the house.
3. The whole family eats healthy meals with Xiaopang, with white meat supplied regularly and in fixed quantities, and fatty meats that Xiaopang likes are strictly avoided.
At the start of his weight loss journey, Little Fatty suddenly experienced a dramatic drop in social class, transforming from the landlord's fat son into Xi'er, whose mouth watered so much that he indirectly achieved the goal of losing weight.
Over time, Little Fatty forgot what fatty meat and snacks tasted like, and gradually stopped missing them.
"Hmm...it seems I need to be forced a little sometimes," Little Fatty had also tasted the sweetness. He wasn't stupid; how could he not know that the things he liked were all junk food? But he just had a sweet tooth and couldn't bring himself to change his eating habits.
With the family's efforts, as the winter vacation was about to end, in just two or three months, Xiao Pang had lost weight from 200 pounds to 160 pounds.
Losing weight from 200 pounds to 160 pounds is practically like plastic surgery; it transformed me from a spherical shape into a human shape.
Xiao Pang is 1.65 meters tall and weighs 160 kilograms. Although he is still overweight and his butt and chest are a bit too big, he is already a strong man rather than a fat man.
However, neither Xiaopang nor Xiatian discovered a terrible problem.
That day, Ma Dongmei came back from the factory and saw Xia Tian squatting in the kitchen washing clothes again, with the white strip of cloth still so conspicuous. She couldn't help but laugh: "Tian Tian, Xiao Bao'er, this strip of cloth is still tied up."
"Xiao Bao'er says it still won't work," Xia Tian said, shaking his head as he continued rubbing.
"Still not working? That shouldn't be the case! He shouldn't need to bind his chest anymore at his current weight, right? Could Xiao Bao'er have some kind of illness?" This is not right. It's hard to find someone who weighs 200 pounds, but there are plenty of men who weigh 160 pounds. I've never seen anyone who weighs 160 pounds use a cloth strip to bind their chest.
I've heard that men can also get diseases like breast hyperplasia.
Xia Tian was startled. That's right, there were boys in the class who weighed 160 or 170 pounds or even more, but none of them looked like Xiao Pang and needed to bind their chests.
She looked up at her mother, her eyes wide with terror.
The mother and son exchanged a glance. Ma Dongmei's heart clenched with worry, and she turned and walked towards Xiao Pang's bedroom.
Summer stood up, wiped the water off her hands, and followed closely behind.
"Little Bao'er, take off your clothes," Ma Dongmei said as she entered the room.
"What? Mom, want to see my abs?" Little Fatty was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, reading a novel. He was no longer a dead dog after his run.
He rolled to his feet, a nimble movement that would have been unimaginable before.
Ma Dongmei breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his chest wasn't much larger than normal.
Little Fatty lifted his hoodie, pulled in his stomach and straightened his chest, and with a slight tension... a six-pack. Well, anyway, there wasn't much fat left, and his waistline looked like it had already reached the three-foot mark.
"Mom, look at your chest," Ma Dongmei said, reaching out to lift the little fat boy's clothes.
"No thanks, what's so interesting about it?" Little Fatty chuckled and dodged away. He had been wearing a chest wrap, which, although not underwear, was unfashionable in both appearance and function, making Little Fatty a little embarrassed.
"Don't move!" Ma Dongmei commanded, frowning.
Little Fatty is like a spring, always the opposite of others. When he sees his mother get angry, he immediately cowers and stands still, letting his mother lift up his clothes to expose his bound chest for a closer look.
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