Twelve years later.
Lu Qian is eleven years old, chubby and fair, with red lips and white teeth, and is very likable.
In fact, the child is really loved by everyone. The little guy doesn't need to bring food when he goes out. Anyone he meets on the road will fall in love with him after a few words and then try to stuff all the food he has into the child's pocket.
This is how Lu Qiantong got so fat.
"Good morning, Grandma Sun!"
"Good morning, Grandpa Yan!"
"Good morning, Aunt Zhang!"
"Good morning, Niuniu!"
It was a sunny Sunday in March, a great day. Lu Qian followed his brother Doudou to do a mission. He had been staying at his brother Doudou's place recently because his parents had left him behind to go out and play.
Lu Qian weighed 8.8 jin when he was born. Jiang Hanyan did a fortune telling and found out that he was destined to be very rich and powerful, but there was one bad thing: he was not destined to attract wealth.
Their family's wealth is already countless. Even if Lu Qian is a super spendthrift, he can't squander all the family's money. Moreover, Jiang Hanyan also figured out that her son has a disadvantage.
While attracting wealth, it will also attract some bad luck.
So Jiang Hanyan named her son Lu Qian, thinking of fighting poison with poison.
Then she taught her son from a young age not to be stingy with money, and his daily task was to give money to anyone, no matter who he gave it to. As long as the money Lu Qian gave out was equal to the money he brought in, it would not have much impact.
Therefore, the biggest worry of little Lu Qian since he was young is how to spend his money today?
"Niuniu, today is a good day, brother will give you a red envelope!"
"Grandma Sun, today is a good day, receive the red envelope!"
"Aunt Zhang, today is a good day, I'll give you a red envelope!"
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"Beautiful sister, you are very lucky today, please give me a red envelope!"
"Handsome guy, your red star is moving, give me a red envelope!"
"Grandpa, your family has a new baby, please accept the red envelope!"
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Lu Qian's mouth is almost dry from talking. It has been an hour since he left home in the morning, and he still hasn't distributed all the red envelopes in his bag. His current daily spending limit is 10,000 yuan. His mother said he can overspend, but it must not be less than 10,000 yuan.
He put 200 yuan in each red envelope. If it was too much, no one would accept it. He had to find 50 people for 10,000 yuan. It was so difficult! "Brother, I want to drink water!"
Lu Qian swallowed his saliva, and his throat felt like smoking.
"Give!"
Doudou took out some water from her bag and unscrewed the lid. Lu Qian drank half a cup in one breath, and his throat finally felt better.
"There are still twenty-five left. Keep working hard!"
Lu Qian raised his fist and went to look for his target in high spirits.
Another hour passed, and they finally finished their share for today. Lu Qian wiped the sweat off his forehead, pulled Dou Dou and happily shouted, "Brother, let's go home!"
"Let's go a little further, and just send out tomorrow's quota as well."
Doudou coaxed his younger brother to exercise more, and Aunt Jiang asked Xiaoqian to come out and give out red envelopes. One reason was for Xiaoqian's good luck, and the other was to encourage Xiaoqian to exercise more and lose fat.
No one knows who Xiao Qian looks like. He has been lazy and lazy since he was a child, but he loves to eat. He is a little overweight at a young age, but he is a very flexible fat boy. All his physical indicators are good and there is no problem.
"I'm not leaving. Let's talk about it tomorrow. Let's go home!"
Lu Qian shook his head like a rattle, his legs felt like they were broken. He had to do tomorrow's work tomorrow and absolutely not exceed the time limit.
What if the earth explodes tomorrow? All our efforts would be in vain!
Although Lu Qian was very young, he had a very open-minded and clear-headed view of things. He had almost reached the state of being free from greed, anger, ignorance, resentment, hatred and confusion.
Doudou looked helpless and had to take his brother home.
As soon as he got home, Lu Qian started watching cartoons with potato chips in his arms. He ate with a lot of crunching sounds, his little chubby legs lifted up and shaking, and he enjoyed it more than the old man.
Doudou's cell phone rang. It was Jiang Hanyan calling.
"What is Xiao Qian doing?"
"watch TV."
Doudou only said one thing, he didn't say to watch while eating.
"Turn on the video!"
Jiang Hanyan didn't believe it at all. Her fat son had to eat something when watching TV. He couldn't concentrate on watching TV without something in his mouth. She was worried that if her son continued to eat like this, he would become a fat man.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
He can barely lift his legs to walk, and has to be lifted by a helicopter to go out.
Jiang Hanyan would shudder whenever she thought of such a scene, so when she was at home, she would strictly control her son's food. Even if there was no food at home, this kid would still have food to eat outside. There were 365 days in a year, and he could stay out for ten years without coming home.
So even though Jiang Hanyan was out, she would still call and ask about it every day so that he wouldn't get fat again by accident.
Doudou didn't dare to play tricks in front of Aunt Jiang, so he had to open the video obediently and capture Lu Qian's leisurely look.
"I knew it."
Jiang Hanyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Other mothers worried that their children didn't eat enough, but she did the opposite. She was afraid that her children would eat too much.
She finally realized that as long as her son stayed in Shanghai, he would not be able to lose weight. She had already thought of a way to deal with this boy.
"Doudou, there's a TV station that's doing a program where city kids go to live in the countryside for a while, and then rural kids go to live in the city, and they exchange programs. You sign up for Xiaoqian. This episode seems to be going to a rural area in the northwest. Xiaoqian doesn't like to eat pasta, so he'll definitely lose weight if he goes there."
Jiang Hanyan also came up with the idea when she accidentally saw the replay of last year's program.
People in the northwest eat potatoes and noodles. My son is very picky and he definitely won’t be able to get used to them.
Moreover, Jiang Hanyan also had her fortune told, and it was known that her son would have a small disaster and suffer some hardships if he stayed in Shanghai. The fortune showed that the northwest direction was auspicious, so she simply let the boy go to participate in the show.
"Life in the Northwest is too hard, and little money can't afford it."
Doudou frowned. He had been to the countryside over there and found life there really hard. His younger brother was still so young, how could he bear it?
"Aunt Jiang, why don't I send the small amount of money to the rural areas in the south?" Doudou suggested.
"He eats at least ten kilograms of fat in rural southern China."
Jiang Hanyan sneered. Her son would definitely feel at home in the rural area in the south, having big meals every day. He would probably eat up all the chickens, ducks, fish and pigs in the village.
Doudou didn't dare say anything and silently sympathized with his brother for three minutes.
Little boy Lu Qian was watching TV leisurely, and he had no idea that he was about to embark on a long journey through the yellow sands of the Northwest. After finishing a bag of potato chips, he took another bag and ate happily.
Half a month later, little Lu Qian was coaxed into the program crew's car. He was very happy at first, but two days later, when his feet stepped on the yellow sand and the wind brought sand with it, his chubby face suddenly fell.
However, Lu Qian has always been an optimist. After acting cute and coquettishly with the people in the program crew, he was told that he could not go home. He gave up and decided to make the best of it and enjoy his life in the countryside.
Find joy in adversity.
Anyway, it can't be difficult for him.