Sheng Chuncheng did not call Zhong Xinxin, but Zhong Xinxin's phone number came over. As soon as the call came through, she shouted excitedly on the phone:
"152,152, Dad, I just weighed it, 152."
"Really, that's great. Did you read it wrong?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"Do you think I'm an idiot who can't even recognize the three numbers 152?" Zhong Xinxin said.
Sheng Chuncheng chuckled and said, "Okay, congratulations, Zhong Xinxin."
After receiving this call, Sheng Chuncheng was also very happy. 152 means that Zhong Xinxin's weight has finally begun to break through the wandering range of 155 to 160 and has begun to decline. It means that the plan he made for Zhong Xinxin is effective.
Once you have a breakthrough, you can continue. The most important thing, Sheng Chuncheng feels, is that it will bring confidence to Zhong Xinxin.
Weight loss is the same as training for athletes. For many athletes, their performance has been hovering there for a long time. When they reach a bottleneck, there is no way to improve. At this time, the first thing that will be defeated is the athlete's self-confidence.
I started to doubt myself, then doubted the coach, and then doubted the entire training plan.
Therefore, during training, some coaches will secretly give some stimulants to athletes to make breakthroughs in their performance and greatly enhance their self-confidence. The proportion of competitive athletes taking stimulants during training is much higher than
During competitions, the Anti-Doping Center only requires unannounced inspections.
The same is true for weight loss. Most of people's obesity is caused by people's laziness. If you don't have confidence, you can't be patient. If you don't have patience, you can't overcome your laziness. Constantly losing weight is the best way to increase confidence.
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"Dad, can I celebrate?" Zhong Xinxin asked.
"No." Sheng Chuncheng refused flatly. He knew that today was Zhong Xinxin's dragon fruit night, and the celebration she was talking about must mean ordering a lot of takeaways.
"But, I almost fainted from hunger, Dad." Zhong Xinxin said aggrievedly on the other end of the phone.
Sheng Chuncheng said: "If you continue to spray paint, the physical exertion will be even greater. Go and lie down on the bed. Think about it when you wake up, there will be eggs and cornstarch, and you will not be hungry."
"Okay." After Zhong Xinxin said these two words, her head hung down heavily, as if it had been cut off from her shoulders. She thought, this was dejection.
A beeping sound came from the other end of the phone, and Sheng Chuncheng hung up the phone.
Zhong Xinxin stared at the Ele.me app on the phone screen, licked her lips, and hesitated whether to open it. She knew that once she opened it, she would definitely be out of control.
Zhong Xinxin sighed heavily. She looked at the scale not far from her feet and thought of the number 152. She gritted her teeth and held back. However, she did not lie down on the bed as Sheng Chuncheng said.
Instead, he walked to the sofa and slammed himself into it.
He picked up the switch controller and shouted: "Come on, I'm going to teach you a lesson, I've lost weight again!"
Sheng Chuncheng got off the car at the gate of the community and walked halfway. He remembered that he only had more than a hundred yuan in his wallet, so he turned around and walked out.
Every time, Sheng Chuncheng came back from Sister Chen, Ding Huamei would take his wallet, open it, look at it, hold the money in his hand, shake it, and laugh silly for a while, and then put it back.
Cheng said she looked like a money addict. Ding Huamei said, "What do you know? The chances of seeing real money are getting less and less now. If I don't take a closer look -
"Sheng Chuncheng, let me tell you, I almost forgot what money looks like." Ding Huamei said.
Today, Sheng Chuncheng did not accept money from Sister Chen. When Ding Huamei took out his wallet, he didn't see the money, so he had to explain himself for a long time, which was very long-winded.
When Sheng Chuncheng walked out of the community, there was an ATM machine of the Agricultural Bank of China diagonally opposite. Sheng Chuncheng walked in, and found that one of the two ATM machines was broken, and the other one could only provide inquiry services. All the money inside had been withdrawn. Could it be that today,
Are there so many people who want to see what money looks like?
Sheng Chuncheng walked to the door dejectedly, thought for a moment, and then got on a shared bicycle and rode to Hua Xia Bank downstairs of the Sanxin Building, about 600 to 700 meters away.
Sheng Chuncheng took out 800 yuan, put it in his wallet, and then went home peacefully.
The next day, Sheng Chuncheng went out and arrived at the gate of the community. Thinking of what happened yesterday, he turned right and walked into the blind massage parlor.
Today the boss is in the store, standing at the cashier. The uncle and several other blind chefs are also standing there, and they are talking about something.
Sheng Chuncheng called the boss and asked, "Have you found the house?"
The boss said: "We were just talking about this. The houses outside are too expensive now and we can't afford to rent them. Yesterday afternoon, I went to the Disabled Persons' Federation to ask them to help and see if I could find a bargain.
A little house.”
"What's the result?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
The boss smiled bitterly and shook his head: "They can't help it. Now in the city, no massage parlor like ours has a good business. Everyone is complaining. At the Disabled Persons' Federation, not only are we blind people, but there are also people who drive disabled cars.
, Convenience Service Cooperatives, including those welfare factories, now everyone has no business and needs their help, but they have no solution."
Sheng Chuncheng thought of the entrance to the Jiubao Live Broadcasting Base and the blind alleys in the city. He said:
"In my opinion, don't write fancy articles about blind walks. Look, how many blind people are walking on the street now? Things like blind walks are only for people who can see, so why not do something practical?
, save money, directly subsidize stores like yours, and lower rents, this is the most practical approach."
When Sheng Chuncheng said it, everyone agreed. A blind master shouted:
"Chuncheng, go and become the mayor. When you become the mayor, we blind people will come to the fore."
"Don't listen to the children's nonsense." The uncle quickly stopped him. He then slapped Sheng Chuncheng on the butt and said to him:
"What should you be busy with? It's better to go and do your own business. You can't help with the business here."
Sheng Chuncheng was riding his bicycle, thinking about the blind massage parlor all the way. His uncle's words kept lingering in his mind. Yes, he is a humble man, so what can he do to help?
Even so, Sheng Chuncheng still felt a little sad. He thought of when he was a child, when spring came, the swallows built a new nest in the mud under the eaves of their house. The whole family was very happy to see it.
In rural areas, it is very festive and auspicious for swallows to build nests at your house, which means that your family is in harmony. It is said that swallows are very sensitive and they will never build nests under the eaves of noisy houses.
The swallows have a nest, and there are a group of little swallows. The little swallows crowd at the entrance of the cave all day long, chirping, and when their parents come back, they open their pink mouths together, waiting for their parents to feed them.
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Sheng Chuncheng remembered that one time, his father set up a ladder, went up with a hat, and tied the hat under the swallow's nest with a rope. Sheng Chuncheng asked his father what he was doing. His father told him, "You didn't see it."
The entrance of the cave is so crowded, if a little swallow is squeezed out, it will fall to the ground and die. With this, it will fall on the hat, and its parents can take it back when they come back.
Sheng Chuncheng thought that the uncle and the blind masters were really like these little swallows crowded at the entrance of the cave, chirping, but there was nothing he could do. If they were to fall, who would be below to tie a hat to them?
Where's the hat?
Sheng Chuncheng was thinking while riding. When he suddenly came over, he realized that without knowing it, he had already ridden to Jinjixiaolu. After passing Fuchun Road in front, diagonally opposite was Dongfang Runyuan. Sheng Chuncheng was coming this afternoon.
destination.
Sheng Chuncheng quickly stopped the car and looked around. There was no one on Qianchao Road in the afternoon. However, Sheng Chuncheng turned to the more remote Qinghe Road on the side. When he arrived at the entrance of Qianxin Kindergarten, a small voice came from inside the wall.
There were sounds of children playing, but there was not a soul on the road.
Sheng Chuncheng put on his sunglasses, opened the blind cane in his bag, and turned it out from Qinghe Road. This chapter has been completed!
