Tian Shiyuan was looking for his daughter's figure everywhere, and suddenly he was patted on the shoulder, and he looked back and saw his daughter smiling.

"Dad, let's go home, I'm so hungry." She touched her stomach.

"Let's go." Tian Shiyuan helped her take the box into the car.

Along the way, she told Tian Shiyuan a lot of things at school, and the two of them arrived home talking and laughing.

"It smells so good." As soon as I entered the door, I smelled the pork rib soup.

"Qingqing, you're back, why are you a little fatter again." Her mother, Li Hui, who she thought about day and night, was looking at her with disgust.

"Mom, I haven't seen me for so long, and I started to complain about me again, alas, I'm so sad." She covered her heart and pretended to be very sad.

"If you're sad, eat less, grow so fat, and you won't be able to find a boyfriend in the future, see how you get married." She is tired of hearing the lines that have not changed for a hundred years.

Seeing that the table was full of her favorite food, her saliva was about to flow out.

"Wash your hands." Li Hui glared at her.

She rushed to wash her hands as fast as she could, took the bowl and brought it to the table, and started her eating mode.

Although Li Hui said that she was fat and didn't let her eat more, when she came to the dinner table, she was used to letting her eat this and that.

As long as she finishes eating at home, of course, she is the one who washes the dishes, and her lazy brother only comes home in the afternoon, and even if he goes home, he won't wash the dishes.

After washing the dishes and taking the suitcase back to the room, her dear mother had already cleaned her room in advance, and after tidying up her things, sleepiness came, and she climbed into bed and fell asleep, she dreamed of Jiang Mingchen, she kept running and he kept chasing after him, and shouted to her with a smile: "Baby." Tian Liqing was frightened to wake up by the word baby, and felt goosebumps, how could she dream of Jiang Mingchen, it was too terrifying.

She got up and looked out the window, it was already dark, she smelled the aroma of food, opened the door and walked towards the dining table, her brother Tian Liyang had already returned.

After eating, she leaned back on the sofa, so she could hold on, touched her stomach, and finally realized that she was a person who wanted to lose weight, and a spirit stood up and went to the entrance to change her shoes. He said to the three people in the family, "I'm tired of eating, go out for a walk twice." ”

"Well, you should go out for a walk twice, so no wonder you don't have a boyfriend until now." Tian Liyang played with his mobile phone, looked up and glanced at her with extremely contemptuous eyes.

"Stinky boy, you want to die, don't you?" She bent down and picked up the slippers she had just changed and threw them over, not finding the right direction, and threw them to her mother who was watching TV, taking a deep breath and running out quickly, before her mother was mad.

She picked up her phone and looked at the 99+ in the high school classmates group, flipped it up, and saw what they were talking about, just to find a time to get together and ask who was going back to City B.

She sent a message over, "I'm back, I have five days off, I can make an appointment, comrades, when will we make an appointment." ”

Someone immediately replied, it was the former squad leader, "Tian Liqing, you came just in time, we planned to prepare for the appointment the day after tomorrow, how about it?" ”

"Okay, call me at a time and place." She is very happy, she hasn't seen this group of high school classmates for a long time, and after graduating for so long, she has been thinking about how there is no party arrangement, and finally someone has arranged it, will she have classmates who can't be named, hahaha probably not, it's only been almost four years, but the four years should be quite different.

Like she was still a short and thin person before she graduated, but now she has upgraded to a short and fat setback, and the years are really a pig-killing knife.