The weather is getting cooler and the clothes are getting more and more worn. Originally, Sister Qing had been urging me to lose weight, saying that if I didn't lose weight, I would only have to roll away when I walked. Of course, this is not the key, the key is that every time I kiss Sister Qing, the bulging belly has become the biggest obstacle, Sister Qing often says that she and I kiss two processes, one is mountaineering, first of all, you have to wade through my belly; One is a treasure hunt, and you have to find the mouth precisely under my high bulging nostrils, so it seems very hard.

And that's just one of them.

The second is that you can't dress too casually. Summer and autumn are slightly better, especially in winter, which is almost the life of my old pig. I have a lot of flesh on my body, and I am very prone to chilblains, which will not disappear once I am born for ten days and half a month; Therefore, it is important to wear enough clothes to protect yourself from the cold. I'm already relatively wide, if you add layer after layer of padded jackets, it's undoubtedly more panda than a panda, except that you can see a head spinning around at the top, the bottom is basically a spherical shape. I remember once going to the supermarket to buy something, and the owner of the store quietly told me: Brother Pig, your belly is unparalleled in the world, you can apply for the Guinness Book of Records; Because when you were at the door, you showed up three minutes after I saw your belly. Although this sentence is an exaggeration, it can also reflect some facts.

Based on the above points, I also think that it is necessary to lose weight. I couldn't get interested when I saw the weight loss advertisements on TV over and over again. Netizens who have read my pioneer diary will know that my old pig was bewitched by TV to do a wrong stupid thing at the wrong time: reincarnated as a pig. Since then, I have been more disgusted with the things in the advertisement, and there is a great sense of "once I was bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope". So at the beginning of losing weight, my plan was to exercise to lose weight.

Sister Qing made a detailed schedule and diet for me. It is stipulated that I can only eat one meal at noon every day, and I use fruit in the morning, dinner, and supper.

In the first few days, I was dizzy with hunger, and strongly protested against Sister Qing's inhumane disguised abuse, but as long as Sister Qing frowned coldly, I couldn't say anything.

It is very uncomfortable to have nothing to eat when you are hungry; Not eating when you're hungry is also very uncomfortable; Not being able to eat when you're hungry is even more uncomfortable, especially when food is within reach. The mental struggle is more intense than the struggle of walking into a large sum of money and you don't know whether to keep it for yourself.

I usually go back to bed early before it gets dark, so as not to be tempted by Sister Qing when she eats and secretes unnecessary saliva.

Everyone knows that my old pig has a big stomach, and he can eat one hundred and eighty steamed buns at a meal - a very large one. If I still have a god's position, this is a good errand, but all the tributes to the gods must pass through the mouth of my old pig. It can be seen that Rulai knows the habits of my old pig very well and arranges it very thoughtfully; It's just that now that the chickens are flying and the eggs are beating, everything has become a yellow flower last night, and it is beyond regret.

In addition, on the way of learning from the scriptures, in addition to paying attention to being scolded by the master and Brother Monkey, the most important thing to consider is the problem of eating. Walking is manual labor, energy is consumed very quickly, and what you eat is like a high-performance sports car running forward at a speed of 240 kilometers per hour on a straight highway, and then disappears in a blink of an eye, and then quickly reaches the final destination: the anus.

The people take food as the sky, and my old pig is even worse.

In the first few days, the whole person seemed to be hollowed out, only a few bones and a skin remained, walking was like stepping on cotton, one foot deep and one foot shallow, I don't know if the earth has become soft or my feet have become hard, stepping on a hole. It's getting better slowly, and I don't know if I'm really not hungry or numb from hunger, anyway, the desire to eat is not as strong as before. I thought that if I went to learn the scriptures again, it is estimated that there would be few monsters who still wanted to beat my old pig's idea and eat my meat.

As for the amount of exercise, it is gradual, in the form of bamboo segments. Two hundred meters, four hundred meters, eight hundred meters, one thousand meters, all the way to the last two thousand meters. I once discussed with Sister Qing, can I reverse this order, because the more I get to the end, the more I have no strength, and I even use nodding and shaking my head to speak. So later, it was no longer called "running", but "walking". Running without something in your stomach is like a diesel engine running without diesel and having to keep it spinning, which is purely a loss of the machine. But that's what we want.

This kind of devil training persisted for nearly a month, and the harvest was not small. not only eliminated some of the fat on his body, but also almost made my old pig change his head and face. When I went to the construction site that day to take a look, nine out of ten asked me if I was Bajie's younger brother, and the remaining one asked: Are you the BB of Brother Pig? Seeing that I had lost half of my weight, Sister Qing was very happy and specially approved me to stop for a week: although I still had to run, the dietary restrictions were relaxed, and I could eat every meal within the scope of Sister Qing's permission. The reason why I made such a decision was because Sister Qing saw that I was so hungry that she was afraid of any sequelae.

The relaxation policy department is not tight, but what is tightened is that I have lost weight with my physique. After the dietary restrictions were relaxed, basically only half full at every meal; Even so, my body was like a balloon under a blower, inflating uncontrollably and rapidly, and it was out of control. In just a few days, I almost returned to my previous size; Of course, this is only superficial, in fact, the body itself is still quite weak. I discussed with Sister Qing, saying that it was not a way to go on like this, and maybe one day I would die and become a starving ghost. Sister Qing was so frightened that she no longer asked for "three disciplines and eight attentions".