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Early in the morning, Qiao Yu led Su Jinbei in morning exercise.
The two walked around the park again and again.
At 6:30, the sun had already risen, and the sunlight was slightly scorching.
Su Jinbei was covered in sweat from exhaustion, her oval face flushed as if she were drunk.
At this time of day, she would usually stop and walk slowly.
Let's run together again when Qiao Yu comes back from his second lap.
Today, I'll stick with Qiao Yu to the death, gritting my teeth and holding on.
"take a break?"
Qiao Yu is understanding.
Su Jinbei shook her head.
"Exercise is not something that can be done overnight," Qiao Yu said.
"But losing weight is urgent," Su Jinbei said.
Her face was indeed rounder than when she first arrived.
To avoid becoming as fat as a pig, you must increase your exercise.
Qiao Yu glanced at Su's older sister's well-proportioned and exquisite figure, "It's alright, Sister Jinbei's figure is still as good as ever."
Upon hearing this, Su Jinbei smiled.
But Qiao Yu glanced at her face and changed the subject:
"Your face has really gotten rounder."
Su Jinbei instantly turned expressionless, glared at him, and scolded:
"Hit you."
Su Jinbei was filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment: "Qiao Jingjing eats so much every day, why isn't she fat?"
"It's probably what they call a rare talent."
Su Jinbei snorted, "I curse her to get as fat as a little pig."
Qiao Yu couldn't help but laugh.
Imagine this scene.
If Qiao Jingjing were here, she would definitely cross her arms in a defensive stance and shout:
"Rebound Curse!"
At 7:30, more and more commuters were riding shared bicycles, mixed with electric scooters.
These guys are even more dangerous road hazards than female drivers.
They have no regard for traffic rules and drive recklessly.
Among them, the electric delivery scooters are particularly aggressive.
Qiao Yu suggested going for a run on the park trails to avoid bicycles and electric vehicles.
But Su Jinbei couldn't hold on any longer and was panting heavily.
He indicated that he wanted to go home and rest.
I returned home at eight o'clock.
Su Jinbei took a shower, ate breakfast, and went out with her siblings.
Qiao Yu and Qiao Jingjing drove towards Yongle Cemetery in the suburbs.
We arrived at our destination soon.
The old man and Aunt Qiao were already waiting under the six-meter-high stone archway.
The memorial archway is inscribed with the four large characters "Yongle Cemetery".
The old man was dressed in a sharp black suit today.
A white shirt and a black tie; it's rare to see him dressed so formally.
That makes sense, after all, it's an important day to see Lao Tzu.
His face was stern and serious as he frowned at his two children who were walking towards him.
The older sister linked arms with her younger brother.
"What kind of occasion is this, wearing casual clothes? Didn't your mother tell you to wear a suit?"
The old man scolded his son.
It's said that every man should have a pure black suit in his wardrobe.
It is used on two occasions: funerals and weddings.
But Qiao Yu didn't have a suit.
He used to be a child in his parents' eyes, and they could be more casual with him.
Now that he has graduated from university and entered society, he is a true adult.
Instead of being an adult at eighteen.
"I don't have a suit," Qiao Yu explained.
The old man was taken aback: "Doesn't your company require formal attire?"
All high-end companies have uniform requirements.
In particular, the real estate and finance industries require formal attire as a mandatory requirement.
"We're a small company, we don't have such requirements."
Qiao Yu was startled and quickly covered up his lie.
The old man wanted him to take the postgraduate entrance exam, but he refused.
He lied to the old man, saying he had found a job.
Writing novels at home is as unreliable as a daughter trying to make it in the entertainment industry.
The daughter is already so distressing; if the old man knew that his son was unambitious and engaged in speculation, he would be furious.
"What a lousy company."
The old man grumbled with dissatisfaction.
Qiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly heard his sister's sweet voice:
“Dad, Ayu is lazy and doesn’t work at home. You need to educate him.”
What the hell!
Qiao Jingjing, you're trying to cause trouble, aren't you?
Sure enough, the old man's brows immediately furrowed.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Qiao's mother fully utilized her twenty years of experience in mediating disputes:
"Alright, we can talk about it when we get back. Don't beat your grandson in front of your father."
The family went to the cemetery to buy incense, candles, paper money, and other items.
The siblings lagged behind.
Qiao Yu pinched his sister's butt hard.
"Ouch!"
Qiao Jingjing let out a wail.
"What's wrong?" the old man asked, turning around.
"Dad, Ayu hit me," Qiao Jingjing complained.
"Dad, I didn't. Qiao Jingjing is slandering me."
Qiao Yu remained expressionless.
When it comes to character, the old man has a higher opinion of his son, whom he personally mentored.
Instead of spoiling her daughter.
The older sister was clever and mischievous and bullied her younger brother since she was little, and the elderly couple knew it all too well.
Little did they know, the tables had already turned.
"It's not right to be joking around all day. Be serious later."
The old man gave a reprimand.
Turning around, he heard his daughter's screams again. The old man roared:
"What's wrong now? Is this never going to end?"
Qiao Jingjing, with tears welling up in her eyes, said aggrievedly:
"My feet are sprained."
But his hand was rubbing his buttocks.
Qiao Yu said viciously, "That'll teach you to kick someone when they're down."
Qiao Jingjing raised her eyebrows: "I'm doing this for your own good. What kind of future do you have if you just stay at home all day like a lazy bum?"
Qiao Jingjing felt that her younger brother's mentality and state of mind were not right.
Many young people are just wasting their lives by staying at home.
Another problem is the speculative mentality; some people are just trying to make a living in the novel writing industry.
He'll become a shut-in if he keeps going like this.
"Bullshit, I just haven't found a suitable job yet. Besides, I've made a lot of money writing novels."