Chapter 52 My teeth hurt so much

Author: Child Practice

Chapter 52 My teeth hurt so much

When I got home, I first returned the extra 3 yuan to my grandma.

Grandma held it in her hand and saw that we had bought two bowls of noodles, she first asked us: "Why don't you buy one more bowl? I'll give you this bowl first, and give me the leftovers."

"Enough, we'll have to eat a bowl."

I feel hot and I don’t have any appetite for noodles that are not spicy.

However, the elderly are the same. If you don’t wear cotton coats and pants in winter, you will feel cold. If you don’t eat three big bowls of food, you will feel that you are not full.

Grandma looked at the money in her hands and insisted on her own ideas. She thought I must be hungry. We couldn't eat enough for a bowl, so she said angrily: "The price has increased. I just asked you if you have enough,

You guys go in first, and I'll buy another bowl."

I grabbed my grandma and stopped me and said, "No, there is only one bowl of spicy noodles over there, and I can't buy it even if I go there. It's enough for us to join us to eat one bowl."

The sister also persuaded, "Yes, mother, you eat it yourself, let's have a bowl."

Grandma held the stewed chicken noodles with mushrooms, stared at the packaging, squirmed with her mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "I can't eat a bowl."

My sister and I ran into the door with a smirk.

Grandma called us again: "Next time I cross the street, I have to watch the car."

"Look," I turned around and shouted, so that grandma could feel at ease. This is the place where I just got off the bridge. We know how dangerous it is.

Grandma always likes to chew her mouth, because she has few teeth that can be used in her mouth, and some of them are left with a little bit and are loose, so she will definitely feel uncomfortable.

I know this.

I had a tooth on top of the upper row and loosened. I could still shake left and right when I reached in with my hands, but it just didn't fall off.

When eating, you have to worry about eating it in your stomach.

What if it falls down while sleeping, falls down your throat and gets stuck in half?

Then I'm going to choke to death?

It's terrible to think about it.

At that time, I will definitely hold my neck with both hands and try my best to go down. It would be fine if I didn’t go down. Then, wouldn’t my hands try to grab something because of my weak breathing?

Life-saving straw.

Does this kind of thing really exist?

On a quiet night, I lie on my side and sleep on the bed. I suddenly sat up due to poor breathing. I realized that something was stuck in my throat. I hugged my neck and raised my head desperately, and looked at the ceiling and struggled desperately, but there was no way.

After saying a word, he could only open his eyes wide and let his uncontrollable hands sway their teeth and claws grab the air.

Go and grab the false straw.

Captured!

But why is the straw so easy to break? Only half of it was in my hand. I had already grasped it. The moment I fell down, I was unwilling to give up and I died with my eyes open.

My sister woke up.

My eyes were already dead, and I could only stare at her approaching me stupidly. I could still see her appearance, but I could not hear any voices about her. I wanted to call her, my own voice,

Including the whole person's mind, it seems that he is imprisoned in one place and cannot move.

In no mood.

I really don't want to happen if something like this happens.

So, I have decided that when the tooth is looser, I will pull it off by myself.

Dropped on the roof.

The instant noodles are removed.

Grandma also walked in and opened it aside.

After pouring hot water, grandma threw down the instant noodles and went out: "You eat first, I'll go and see the clothes outside. If people are not there, some people will urinate randomly and smelly, and they will be smoked on the clothes later.

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"I know."

We watched grandma walk away, took off her shoes, stood on the sofa wearing socks, and the dining table was right in front of us, and the TV was in front of us, and she could see clearly with glasses. She was watching TV while waiting for instant noodles.

My teeth suddenly hurt.

I endured it and licked it with my tongue. It seemed like I was bleeding and I could taste the strong smell of rust.

"What's wrong, Lao Wen."

My sister doesn't watch TV, she comes to see me.

I turned to her: "It's okay, my teeth hurt a little."

"Where does it hurt?" my sister asked me, "Do you change your teeth? The innermost teeth are the last one, and it won't hurt in the future."

"Really?" I opened my mouth and raised my head, touched the teeth inside with my hands, and said vaguely, "It's the one inside, it's loose, but it just doesn't fall."

The fingers move and you can fall off as soon as you pull them.

But it just doesn't fall off.

I didn't dare to pull it out, so I could only shake the tooth constantly, loosen it and try to pull it out.

Blood was bleeding from the edges of the teeth.

"Lao Wen, don't touch this tooth, it will fall off by yourself." The sister's face was a little panicked, "Also, don't eat spicy instant noodles, eat grandma's bowl."

"Um."

I took my hand out of my mouth, and my fingers were stained with blood, and my left face became swollen and painful. I covered my face and saw that I had no appetite for eating instant noodles.

Why does the stewed chicken noodles with mushrooms taste so strange today?

Different from before.

They all tasted from that foam bowl, which smelled so bad, and they all affected the taste of the soup.

I didn't want to drink it after taking a sip.

"Lao Wen, show me again." My sister tilted her head to look at me.

I opened my mouth and showed her: "If you can't see this way, the one inside sometimes hurts, sometimes it doesn't hurt."

"Then can you still eat instant noodles? Change it to the other side." My sister frowned and looked focused.

I also think, but the teeth on the right are not used to biting things and cannot chew them. Moreover, eating them on the right makes it easier to leave the residue of the food at the junction of the front teeth and the next tooth. The dental deformities here are very obvious, which is really annoying.

Just when can you eat unscrupulously?

I only like to eat with my left tooth because I can't chew things on the right, and I'm prone to tartars. I can't even brush my teeth in front of the mirror.

It's a tooth problem, not me.

But my mother always says that it is a bad habit to like to use it to chew it while eating. It is even more bad habit to brush your teeth.

Anyway, it means bad habits.

I brush my teeth in the mirror well and brush hard. It’s not my fault that I can’t brush off. The good toothbrush and toothpaste are so expensive, and it’s even more expensive to look at teeth. When will it be better? What’s the rotten teeth in this mouth?

Can be like others at the time!

I suddenly let go of my hand.

In the face of resentment, I didn't pay attention to anything else. My hands hit the table, and my mouth hurts, and my hands hurt.

Good things come one after another, bad things come one after another.

"It hurts so much, it's so annoying." I grinned and must have looked very ugly.

So I scared my sister.

"Lao Wen." My sister elongated her voice and called me tentatively, "I'll help you tear the instant noodles lid."

"Um."

I put my hands that were hurting to my mouth and pressed them hard and it won't hurt so much.

The ugly faces were also hidden behind the hands.

Hot air came out.

My sister helped me bring the noodles in front of me, and opened her own braised beef noodles, and pouted: "It's gone."

I let go of my hand and continued to cover my face, stirring the noodles with a spoon, and the soup splashed again. Fortunately, I was wearing glasses, and a few more oil stains were added to the white glasses.

I stepped back a little, waited for the white mist on the glasses to dissipate, and went down to the sofa to pull out the chopsticks.

A rectangular mirror is hung on the inside of the wall near the patio stairs. The edge is dirty, and there are two buckets of chopsticks next to it. They are hung in the air and water can drip below.

My sister called me: "I want chopsticks too."
To be continued...