If flowers bloom, youth will naturally follow.

Fearing his son might change his mind, Xia Donghai immediately asked someone to invite his fitness enthusiast friend with eight-pack abs to dinner to ask him for advice on how to lose weight and get fit. The enthusiast was very generous and explained everything to him in great detail.

When Xia Donghai returned home, he convened a family meeting specifically to discuss Xiao Pang's weight loss.

The meeting decided that Xiao Pang should follow the weight loss plan, eat less and exercise more, and go for a run every morning.

Summer is responsible for accompanying her younger brother during his daily runs, providing real-time supervision and encouragement, focusing on companionship, and constantly monitoring his physical condition.

Xia Jia's Little Fatty's weight loss campaign has begun in earnest.

Little Fatty was very enthusiastic, and the siblings agreed to get up early in the morning and run laps around the factory.

His family bought land on the edge of the village, with houses in the front and factories in the back. The air is fresh and the area is sparsely populated, making it a great place for running.

The next day, at the crack of dawn, Xia Tian asked Xiao Pang to go for a run. Xiao Pang was no longer grumpy when he woke up. He was full of vigor and pride, and went out to run as soon as he got out the door.

It's so cold, I'll freeze to death if I don't run around a bit.

Summer grabbed him and almost pulled him over.

"Stretch first," she listened to her father's instructions much more attentively than Xiao Pang, and even wrote them down in her little notebook. Her father said that stretching before running was the most important thing, so she marked it as a key point.

Xia Tian forced Xiao Pang to do a set of stretches, then he plopped down on the stone lion at the front door, panting like a fat dog in the summer: "Sis, I feel like I've achieved the desired effect from the exercise, let's go home."

"It hasn't even started yet, get up and run!" With his parents' authority, Xia Tian showed no mercy to the chubby boy.

"No, no, I really can't go on anymore, I'm exhausted, let's run again tomorrow," Little Fatty waved his hands repeatedly.

"Hey, I knew it all along. Luckily I was prepared," Xia Tian sneered, then turned and went home.

Little Fatty thought his older sister was angry and ignoring him. He thought to himself, "It's good that she's angry. I can go home and take a nap."

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Xia Tian coming out carrying a stick as thick as her arm: "Go back, run!"

Little Fatty's heart skipped a beat, and he asked with a forced smile, "Sister, what are you doing with that stick? Are you going to start a fire to cook?"

"Cook? I'll cook for you!" Xia Tian was surprisingly firm, and without saying a word, she smacked the little fat boy's bottom with a stick.

Summer thought that she was not strong enough and that the little boy was tough and thick-skinned, so she was afraid that she would not be able to hurt him. So she used all her strength to hit him with the stick.

Little Fatty yelled "Awooo!" and jumped ten centimeters high, the highest he had ever jumped in his life. He covered his butt and cursed, "Damn it, Xia Tian, ​​you really hit me?"

"Run or not?" Xia Tian held a stick in one hand, his phoenix eyes filled with arrogance. It felt so good. He never thought he would have the right to beat Xiao Bao'er.

"Mom! Do you care about Xia Tian? Xia Tian is going to beat me to death!" Little Fatty wailed, trying to bypass Xia Tian and go to Ma Dongmei to complain.

But the doorway was only so wide, and in the summer, with a stick in hand, it was completely sealed off.

Little Fatty took two more blows from the stick, howled a few times, but no one came forward to uphold justice. He became somewhat angry and embarrassed: "Xia Tian! If you hit me again, I'll hit back!"

"Mom said I should keep an eye on you. As long as you lose weight, she'll do whatever she wants to you," Xia Tian said smugly. "If you resist, I'll get Dad to beat you."

...If you don't listen, I'll tell the teacher. Isn't this a tactic you're good at? Little Fatty saw that his mother didn't say a word even though he was crying so pitifully, and he knew that his parents were really going all out for him this time.

Little Fatty has a rather prominent characteristic: he knows how to read the situation (he's a bit of a coward), and he knows when to be tough and when to be soft.

He realized that he only had two options: to run proactively or to run passively. He immediately adjusted his attitude and chose to run proactively.