Lu Zhengkang discovered that one of his deciduous teeth was about to fall out. It was the left incisor, and his gums were a little swollen and painful. It was probably because his permanent teeth were about to grow in.
There is nothing to say. After all, it is a small trouble that everyone will experience. Lu Zhengkang just hopes that his new teeth can be neater.
Today is the second day after arriving at Grandpa's house. I woke up early and found that each of the three friends had sent emails. Su Xiangli had arrived at the destination, Zhang Yingxuan had rested for the night, and child Qiu Qiongzhu seemed to have encountered some minor problems.
The breakfast Lu Xuefeng prepared for him was rice with soup, and he was very satisfied with yesterday's leftovers. After eating, the old man said he had work to do, and left with his hands behind his back.
The greasy-headed teacher Xiao Zheng came to visit again at nine o'clock in the morning, carrying a drawing board and a hiking bag, and he seemed to keep his word.
As soon as he arrived, he put away his things and went directly to the refrigerator to get a bottle of beer and poured it into his stomach. After drinking the wine, he became the dashing ruffian again and invited Lu Zhengkang to learn painting from him.
Starting from sharpening pencils, Teacher Xiao Zheng holds the pen in his right hand and the knife in his left hand, sharpening carefully, with a look of nostalgia on his face, "When I was learning to draw, all the classmates were lazy, so they gave me the pencils to sharpen.
, what does that mean?”
Lu Zhengkang: "..." How do I know what to say?
"Hey, tell me, my pencil is the best sharpened. Look, it's bright and pointed, and the tip of the pen is smooth."
Lu Zhengkang: "..." I think it's just average.
Teacher Xiao Zheng sharpened one and then handed the utility knife to Lu Zhengkang's hand, "Here, try it. In the online class you are taking now, those pens are prepared for you by the software. In fact, it is not as good as sharpening them yourself. You
You’ll understand if you try more.”
Lu Zhengkang: "..." Is it really okay to give the knife to a child?
The oil-headed monster went to the refrigerator to get some wine again, and Lu Zhengkang cursed him to get a beer belly.
Throughout the morning, until Lu Xuefeng came back, Lu Zhengkang sharpened dozens of pencils. When the old man saw his great-grandson playing with a knife, he snatched it away and said, "Children, don't play with this. It's very dangerous."
"Teacher Zheng asked me to sharpen my pencil."
"Let him sharpen your pencils for you from now on, Ang."
Teacher Xiao Zheng raised his hand, but Lu Xuefeng ignored him. He was now wearing a pair of rubber shoes. The high uppers were full of mud spots. He walked step by step. The vegetable basket in his hand was clean and refreshing, and the fruits and vegetables in it were
They were also lovely. The old man took out a plump peach and put it in Lu Zhengkang's hand, "Go, wash it under the faucet before eating."
Greasy Guy: "I want to eat peaches too."
"Fuck you." Lu Xuefeng turned around and said, "Children, don't imitate my swear words, Ang."
"Ang!" Lu Zhengkang nodded and wandered into the kitchen holding the peach.
Then he discovered that the sink was too high and he couldn't reach it.
Lu Xuefeng scolded the fathead Zheng with a stinking face, pouring all kinds of dirty water on him, such as being passive and slacking off, having sinister intentions, being too lazy to do anything, etc. This means that even a ball of white cotton must be dyed.
It turned into briquettes. Comrade Xiao Zheng just silently went to the refrigerator to get another piece of beer and blew it dry.
Halfway through the drink, the greasy-headed monster glanced into the kitchen, rushed up from his tailbone, and spurted out all the wine in his mouth.
Lu Xuefeng said disgustedly: "Now I have no ability, Ang. I can even squirt when I drink."
"Look at your great-grandson!" The oil-headed monster put down the bottle and rushed to the kitchen. The old man took a look and saw a little bean squatting half-crouched on the high sink, with his heels hanging in the air.
Xiao Zheng hugged Lu Zhengkang down and said, "It's so scary!"
Lu Zhengkang raised the peach in his hand and said, "Uncle, eat the peach."
The freshly washed peaches were fresh and juicy. After the fine fuzz on the surface was rubbed clean, they had the beauty of a lady taking off her clothes. Comrade Xiao Zheng took a sniff, and the aroma of the fruit was like an ice cellar in the hot summer, penetrating into the bones.
The old man put the peach from Lu Zhengkang's hand into Xiao Zheng's hand, and then took the child over. Lu Xuefeng's muscles and bones were so tight that it made Xiao Lu's classmate's back hurt.
"Tell me, Master, how did you get up there?"
"Climbed up." Actually, jumped up.
Lu Xuefeng raised his eyebrows and put Lu Zhengkang on the ground, "No more."
"Oh." If you know you're wrong, admit it and don't change it despite repeated admonitions.
The old man smiled and patted Lu Zhengkang's little head. Unexpectedly, Lu Zhengkang's front teeth were exposed with this pat.
"Pfft!" Comrade Xiao Zheng sprayed rice for the second time today. The peach crumbs rushed into his nose and almost choked him to death. "Old man, you are so damn cruel!"
Lu Xuefeng looked horrified: "God, I'm going to be cruel, little devil, are you okay?"
Lu Zhengkang picked up his baby tooth, a small one. Hey, why didn't it fall out earlier and later? Could it be that it was really interrupted by a slap from the dead old man?
"It's okay, it's okay." Lu Zhengkang covered his mouth and his words were a little leaky.
Lu Xuefeng smiled and said, "Which one was lost? The upper tooth or the lower tooth?"
"front teeth."
"It's your tooth, okay, let's go, I will take you to get rid of the tooth."
Comrade Xiao Zheng raised his hand.
"If you fart, hurry up."
"What age are you still superstitious? Just throw your lower teeth on the roof and your upper teeth on the bottom of the bed!"
"If a dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth, shut its mouth for me!"
Lu Zhengkang looked helpless. This great-grandfather had a really sweet talk. It was probably due to his low social status. Points would be deducted for his rude behavior.
After burying his first old tooth in this life, Lu Zhengkang suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu. He also had this experience when changing teeth in his previous life. At that time, his father told him that there is a first time for everything, and once it is over, it is over.
It's gone, and it won't come back. Just like a bottle of water, you have to drink it as soon as you open the top, a can, a pack of tissue paper, there are two states of things happening and not happening.
Lu Zhengkang thought to himself that if he had no memory of his previous life, then today would indeed be the first time he had lost his teeth. But since he still remembered his previous experience, this was not the first time.
But can past lives really be counted as the past? The traces of my existence have been lost in history. If a person who did not exist in the past appears in the future, how can we determine which time and space he belongs to? The speed of the solar system in the universe is
More than two hundred kilometers per second, so the space where I once lived was already vast and deep space...
Does thinking determine human existence, or does existence determine human thinking?
As he was thinking about it, he started to lose his mind again.
Lu Xuefeng looked at his dazed great-grandson and thought to himself: Could this child be a thinker in the future?
…
Lu Zhengkang discovered Xiao Zheng’s big secret.
Half of the palm of his right hand is made of bionic mechanical structure.
By controlling the bionic neural network of the robotic arm through a chip implanted in the spine, the prosthetic hand can be as flexible as a real hand. However, due to the lack of precision of the mechanical transmission structure, some operations are impossible.
Except for the thumb, Xiao Zheng's right hand is a mechanical prosthesis. It is usually covered with artificial leather. There is no difference in appearance. However, this thing needs to be lubricated every once in a while. Lu Zhengkang saw Xiao Zheng holding his finger behind his back.
Remove them one by one, and then debug them with one hand.
From the cross-section of the prosthetic limb, many aging metal parts can be seen, which are also stained with a strange gray liquid, whether it is engine oil or body secretions.
Xiao Zheng likes to drink. When he gets drunk, he forgets the pain and only drinks beer because he promised others not to get him drunk.
