Aunt Gong Jian hurriedly rummaged through the cupboard again, and found a few corn tortillas left over from the house a few days ago. She went to the stove again to heat it up, it seemed that the rice was not enough for her younger son to eat, so she still quickly heated up these cakes, so that her younger son could eat his stomach anyway.

While busy with things in her hands, Uncle Gong Jian kept reminding her in her mouth: "Slow down, Yaozu, you eat slowly, be careful not to choke." And as soon as her words fell, Gong Yaozu's eyes immediately widened, his body straightened, and he began to burp constantly.

When Aunt Gong Jian saw him like this, she was startled, she hurriedly picked up the water bowl next to her and handed it over.

Gong Yaozu couldn't breathe at this time, he took the water bowl and poured it directly into his mouth.

But who knew that this bowl of water had just been boiled, and Aunt Gong Jian was also dizzy, so she didn't notice that this bowl of water was poured into her mouth, and Gong Yaozu, who was immediately hot, hurriedly squirted out the hot water in her mouth.

But although he didn't choke anymore, Gong Yaozu's tongue was scalded wide, and he covered his mouth while shouting loudly: "Tong (pain), Tong, brewing (mother), good pass." ”

Seeing her son's performance, Aunt Gong Jian realized that what she handed over just now was actually a bowl of freshly boiled water. She hurriedly poured another bowl of cold water and handed it to her little son, who was struggling in pain.

Gong Yaozu learned well this time, he first touched the temperature of the water bowl, and then carefully poured cold water into his mouth.

After this toss, Gong Yaozu didn't dare to gobble it up like he did just now, of course, it hurt everywhere in his mouth, and he couldn't support himself anymore.

Although his stomach was still rumbling and he was constantly asking for food, Gong Yaozu's mouth was now full of blisters, and there was no way to eat at all.

If he wasn't convinced, it was indeed his own mother standing next to him, he would have suspected which of his creditors it was, and chased him to his house to collect the debt.

Fortunately, he had already swallowed it just now, half a bowl of rice and a plate of scrambled eggs, although Gong Yaozu was still crying out that he was hungry in his stomach, he couldn't bear the pain in his mouth.

It's fine not to eat, but if something is in his mouth, it's like eating a piece of coal, and at this time he can only endure hunger and have to take his eyes off the half bowl of rice.

Here, Uncle Gong Jian was still asking with concern, "Yaozu, how are you, Yaozu, what do you think? Does your mouth still hurt?"

Gong Yaozu was just about to get angry, he hadn't hurt so much when he was so old, you know, even if he lost money and owed debts in the casino, those people just kicked him out of the casino with a handful of silver and clothes on his body, and he didn't suffer any physical injuries.

But he never imagined that he rushed home hungry and cold, but suffered so much.

Although he didn't speak as indistinctly as he had just now, his mouth was full of blisters, so he had no desire to speak at all, and he could only shake his head impatiently.

I really can't say it, she is still next to her, buzzing like a fly: Does it hurt? Does it hurt? Why don't you pour a bowl of boiling water into your mouth and see, and then I ask you if it hurts.

But when he thought of the purpose of his return home this time, Gong Yaozu still endured these pains. He tried his best to make his eyes gentle, looked at his mother, shook his head, and then said word by word: "Mother, it doesn't hurt, it's okay." ”

Hearing her son say that it didn't hurt anymore, Uncle Gong Jian's heart was put back in her stomach, and she hurriedly greeted: "Yaozu, then you can eat it quickly, I also gave you hot cakes." ”

Gong Yaozu was indeed scolding his mother in his heart, this mouth full of blisters, how could he eat it, but unfortunately there was still a little scrambled egg left, but now it was fried gold, and he couldn't eat it.

Gong Yaozu endured his anger, so he didn't let his fire come out, he took a few deep breaths, and then said slowly: "Mother, I'm full, don't eat." ”

Aunt Gong Jian was a little strange, just now I saw her son's gobbling up, it wasn't like half a bowl of rice that could be eaten, otherwise she wouldn't have hurriedly found out that the tortillas two days ago were hot again.

And now her son actually said that he was no longer hungry and planned not to eat this half bowl of rice, she chased after her son who was already walking out of the kitchen, and kept asking: "Yaozu, why don't you eat? Aren't you quite hungry just now? How can you eat half a bowl of rice and be full? Are you okay? Is there something wrong with your body?"

Gong Yaozu accelerated his steps to the outside, and scolded in his heart, Yes, I am not feeling well, I am not comfortable anywhere, and my mouth hurts all over my body.

When Gong Yaozu finally sent Uncle Gong Jian and walked back to the room, he paced back and forth in the room, thinking about what reason he could use to deduct some more silver taels from his father?

Before he could figure out a way, the door of his room was pushed open, and Aunt Gong Jian walked in with a pot of tea.

As soon as she entered the door, she hurriedly put the teapot in her hand on the table, poured a cup of tea for her youngest son, and quickly put it in her younger son's hand, "Yaozu, drink some tea." You've suffered a great sin this time, drink tea quickly, warm up. ”

If he hadn't had the experience of being burned just now, this would have been a happy thing, and Gong Yaozu would have been happy to drink such a cup of hot tea. However, even if the hot tea didn't reach his mouth, the heat coming from the palm of his hand alone could make Gong Yaozu feel that his mouth was full of pain.

His cheeks twitched, and he hurriedly put the cup in his hand aside. But Uncle Gong Jian's words gave him a wake-up call, so he hurriedly pretended to be sad, but his eyes did not look at his mother.

Aunt Gong Jian always paid attention to her youngest son's movements, and when she saw that he didn't drink the tea she handed over, she was a little worried, but when she saw that her youngest son had such an obvious sad look on his face, Aunt Gong Jian asked anxiously.

"Yaozu, what's wrong with you? What's the sad thing? Tell your mother quickly, and your mother will find a way for you. ”

Hearing Gong Jian's words, Gong Yaozu's heart was happy, but the expression on his face did not change, and he just said in a low voice.

"Mother, this time my son has suffered. The robber not only robbed me of all my articles and books, but also took all the silver taels from me. You see, even the robe of the son was stripped away by them. If the son hadn't had a big life, it is estimated that this small life would have to be explained there. “

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