"Yay! Lost another ten pounds. Last week it was more than 100 pounds, but today it is 87.6 pounds, breaking the record of 100 pounds." Mom solemnly announced to our family, "I'm going to start losing weight!"
Every Sunday, my mom would take off her shoes and stride back to her room to weigh herself, sometimes with laughter and joy. Sometimes it was stormy - "Ah! I've gained weight again!"
My mom has been constantly changing her clothes for the last few years, every season, and her body keeps getting fatter.
"I'm going to start losing weight."
"This is the 33rd time I've heard you're going to lose weight, you're not unsure of yourself again are you?"
"No, no, no, this time I'm for real."
From that day on, Friday night was my nightmare - a four-kilometer "expedition" was about to begin. I was running with my mom on the expedition! I'm tired and panting can not run, mom also hard to pull me to run, alas, no way, who called my mother to lose weight it, to the weekend mom is still endless pulling on my hand, follow the music and dance a square dance, I did not expect this down slowly reduced ten pounds, she is now in the square dance it!
After a few days, and then came the Sunday, my nightmare began again, suddenly the room came a cheer, the original mom actually thinned to 70 pounds, really happy, finally do not have to run expeditions with mom and square dancing. At my suggestion, we went to eat a hot pot together as a family, also this is to celebrate the success of mom's weight loss, mom surprisingly did not object, but nodded.
My father and I picked a self-service hot pot restaurant, I ordered some food are meat, dad did the same, mom on the sidelines quietly watching, mom took a look at the hot pot: "Although they are all good dishes, but in order to lose weight, it is worth it." With that said, she went to check her cell phone and I sent out one last question, "Sure you don't want to eat it?" Mom glanced at me to clarify that she wasn't eating, and Dad and I wolfed it down.
A plate of lamb had just been served, and Dad and I ate it with chopsticks here and there. Dad and I poured in the green vegetables and vermicelli, and everyone else looked at it and smelled good. Mom glanced at it and continued to look at her cell phone. When Dad saw it, he deliberately asked me, "Son, is the hot pot good?" I hurriedly replied, "It's delicious." Mom heard all the drooling, but still hold back.
My father and I saw my mother determined not to eat and eat a lot of food, and finally my father and I brain all the dishes into the hot pot, my mother saw finally can not help, loudly drank: "Do not eat, the rest of the whole to me." "Okay." We laughed and watched her eat, at this time I suddenly came to a sentence: "Mom your weight loss program has failed!" "Well, we'll lose weight tomorrow after we finish eating today." Alas, really big eaters.