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Thinking of the fishbone that was just swallowed made me feel uncomfortable.
"Will the fishbone cut through my intestines?"
"Will it break the stomach?"
"Will it get stuck when going to the toilet???"
The more I think about it, the more worried I become. It feels like the fishbone is swimming in my body, ready to pierce me anytime.
"Mom, will swallowing the fishbone scratch my intestines?" I still couldn't help expressing the worry in my heart.
"No, don't worry. The fishbone is very small. After swallowing it with sauerkraut, it will be digested in the stomach and won't get stuck in you."
"Then if it gets stuck in the intestines, will it scratch the intestines?" In other words, this is also a very serious problem.
"The surface of the intestines is very smooth and comes with a protective film. The crucian carp bone is the smallest one, not a big one. Don't worry, it won't scratch," my mother patiently explained to me.
"No problem, I was stuck with fishbone many times when I was a child, it's okay, don't worry!" Uncle Chen also comforted.
It seems that everyone has had real experiences, so I can feel a little relieved, maybe I really worry too much.
However, from now on, I have to be more careful. After all, the fishbone is so sharp, what if something happens accidentally!
Although the fish is delicious, I must hold back! Don't rush it! Good things have to be savored slowly!
After concentrating, every bite of fish is carefully tasted to ensure that it does not contain other "impurities".
The so-called gain comes with loss, and the fishbone has not been encountered, but the speed of eating fish has obviously slowed down.
There will be more opportunities to eat fish in the future, practice more, and the speed will always increase.
In this kind of self-comfort, the dinner ended happily.
My dad and two uncles were flushed when they drank it, while my mother and I were much more normal.
It's just that the fish bones on everyone's table are too unrestrained, and the pile is almost as high as a basin.
Everyone is also very satisfied, after all, 7-8 catties of fish!
After the meal, I helped my mother clean up the "mess" together, and digest the full stomach by the way.
"Ren Tao! Come and play with us!" A long distance away, Tan Tingwa was standing in the yard calling me.
Hey! This kid really knows how to pick his time! I haven't seen any of them since I came back from the street.
Just after dinner, after cleaning up, this person popped up?
In the past few days of contact, it is obvious that they basically rest early at night and don't come out to play very much. Why is it abnormal today?
After saying hello to my mother, I was ready to go out.
Curiosity led me to the courtyard of Tan Tingwa's house.
"Did you eat? Why didn't I see you today?" I had to find out what was going on with this person, and I didn't see anyone all day long.
"Eat, I went out to see relatives with my mother today, and I just came back"
Well, it seems that something has indeed gone out, not disappeared as I imagined.
"Where's Yang Er? Didn't see him?"
"He also went to visit his relatives, and we went together, but he hasn't come back yet, so it should be soon." Just as he was talking, Yang Er's family came back on a motorcycle.
"Ren Tao, what are you playing? I want to come!" Yang Er shouted while running from a long distance away.
When Yang Er arrived, I stared at Tan Tingwa with a questioning look.
Didn't you ask me to come and play? Everyone is here, but still keep the mystery?
"Dangdangdangdang! Look, what is this!" Tan Tingwa, clasped her hands together, handed us a bunch of small cards.
"Oh, you want to play this." From Yang Er's expression, it is not difficult to see that he is very familiar with this thing and its gameplay, and he doesn't particularly like it.
"What is this?" I wondered.
"Pictures, haven't you seen them?" Tan Tingwa also responded to my doubts with a puzzled expression.
"We don't have this over there." She took a few photos from Tan Tingwa's hand and looked at them carefully.
What they call a picture is about the size of an egg.
Rectangular, very thin piece of paper.
It is painted with colorful villains.
"How to play this?" I am particularly interested in this kind of novelty, as for the gameplay, I must know.
It's rare to come to a distant place, and we have to bring back things and games that we don't have in our hometown!
When the time comes, hey~! I am the most powerful boy in our village?Because we have seen the world! Know about new toys elsewhere!
Thinking about it again, when I returned to school with this small picture card and the only way to play, and appeared in front of Yang Shuang and the others, I would be so impressed by them!
Holding the idea of ??bringing the excellent gameplay back to my hometown, I concentrated on staring at Tan Tingwa to see how he demonstrated.
"Come, come, let me explain to you how we play card games." The three of them spread out on the side of the street.
Tan Tingwa first put the picture in her hand on the ground, and said: "Picture, we generally have three ways to play, I will take you to play and talk about it today"
"First of all, the first way to play is called making pictures"
"Taking pictures is very skillful and requires a combination of luck and strength." After finishing speaking, Tan Tingwa divided the pictures in her hand into three equal parts, each of us three.
"Each person has an equal number of pictures, let's try out one piece this time." Under Tan Tingwa's gesture, each person took out a picture and stacked them together.
"Come on, rock-paper-scissors, decide who goes first." After finishing speaking, the baby didn't move, and asked me to fight Yang Er. The euphemistic name is: He is the commentator and should be the first.
I was lucky and came in third.
"Shooting pictures, of course, is to shoot, look at the movement of my hands", Tan Tingwa first arranged the pictures, then squatted in front of the pictures, raised her right hand, her palm slightly shaped like an ingot, slapped hard, the palm touched the ground, and said " "snap" sound.
At the moment of contact, the air from the palm blows up the picture and turns it over.
"Look, these three photos that I photographed belong to me." Tan Tingwa took the pictures as a matter of course and pocketed them.
"Next, I'll tell you the second way to play: blowing pictures." Under Tan Tingwa's gesture, Yang Er and I each took out a picture and put it on the ground.
Tan Tingwa squatted on the ground, her two cheeks puffed up so much, she aimed at the bottom of the picture, and blew hard!
"Hey, these three pictures belong to me too, this is called blowing pictures" Nima, what a show! So awesome! Clear the table?
Under my shock, the third way of playing was soon started.
"The third way to play is simple, guess the picture!"
"Each person takes out 1-5 pictures and pinches them in their hands. Everyone stretches out their hands and puts them together"
"Guess how many pictures are in the hands of the three people, if you guess correctly, you will get all the pictures"
The third way of playing is more luck. After figuring out how to play, I suggest playing the third way first.
So, the three of them kept counting, guessing, I always lose more and win less, there is no way, bad luck! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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