Ji Ying awkwardly touched her nose and said, "Then I’d better not."
"Little sis, running is good for your health. I think you should take this opportunity to get so exercise." Xu Nian’an, who had found it too hard before and didn’t want her to learn, now encouraged her to start running when he saw she could barely jog.
"No."
Ji Ying shook her head repeatedly and said, "Big brother, I’m not running. As soon as I start running, I can’t catch my breath. I feel like if I need to exercise, I can do so other sport."
Ji Ying exaggerated a yawn and hurried into the house, saying, "I can’t do it, big brother. I’m sleepy; I’m going back to my room to sleep."
No sooner had she said it than Ji Ying disappeared into the house.
Xu Nian’an shook his head helplessly; his little sister really would make any excuse to avoid exercising, even pretending to be sleepy.
As soon as he got back to his room and lay down on the bed, Xu Nian’an suddenly sat up. Sothing wasn’t right!
Just now, his little sister had been laughing and changing the subject.
Why did he always feel like she had deliberately eaten with Sister Wei today?
Could it be that those drunken idiots were sothing she had foreseen?
Impossible.
Xu Nian’an furrowed his brow, feeling sothing was off, but he couldn’t figure out what.
...
After the Kitchen God’s Day, the festive atmosphere beca even stronger.
Shuanghe Village was not poor in previous years, and when it was ti to buy New Year’s goods, everyone would carry large and small bags ho. This year was no exception.
Not only did many people follow to the chili sauce factory and the furniture factory, but there were also quite a few who followed Xu Zhihao to the canned food factory. With more money earned, people were more willing to spend lavishly on New Year’s preparations.
Even the New Year’s pig slaughtering added one more pig than the previous year.
Inside the kitchen, Ji Ying was frying crispy pork. The aroma of the crispy pork could be slled even before entering the kitchen.
"Auntie Ji, am I in for a treat again?" Pei Yining had been staying in her grandfather’s clinic for several days now and the mont Ji Ying had so free ti, she imdiately paid a visit.
"Yes, of course you’re in for a treat. Today you can have crispy pork, and tonight we’re stewing pig’s head at."
Ji Ying, while scooping up the golden fried crispy pork, told Pei Yining to go to the living room to warm up by the fire.
"Ji Ying, I feel like I’m going to gain another round of weight after this New Year." Pei Yining touched her round belly, feeling too happy at the Xu’s, where every visit almost burst her stomach.
"You’re already thin; gaining so weight won’t hurt."
Ji Ying, also patting her round belly, contentedly burped. Although the school canteen was not bad, it couldn’t compare to the food cooked by her parents.
"I can’t do this anymore, I must eat less tomorrow."
No sooner had Pei Yining spoken than Ji Ying made lion’s head atballs the next day.
Each the size of an egg, Pei Yining could eat five or six lion’s head atballs without surprise, and she overate again.
On the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, there were fried pastries and taro rice cakes.
Pei Yining overate once more.
This pattern continued until the 29th of the twelfth lunar month.
The next day would be New Year’s Eve, and every household had put up couplets and the character "Fu," which brought a joyous atmosphere just by looking at it.
Considering that Du Chang’s family only had him and Pei Yining, Xu Qinghe specifically invited them over to celebrate the New Year with their family and liven up the festivities.
The Xu family was bustling with noise and excitent. Even if the house was a bit old, that sense of exhilaration was not diminished in the slightest.
Ji Ying was directing Xu Nian’an on how to hang the couplets, but she was so preoccupied with directing that she accidentally stepped on Little Shitou, causing her to topple over to the side.
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