MTL - I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before-Chapter 150 What is God?

There were two landlord candidates in the room, but only one mask.

Who will wear the mask last?

"It was unsatisfactory, and did not make the original charm." The village chief turned the mask over and over in his hands. After a long period of fuss, he said to Ning Ning, "I will let him change again, and you can take advantage of this time . "

Speaking, looking behind Ningning: "Somewhat like her."

Ning Ning froze and turned to look behind him.

A horrifying mask.

... No, not a mask.

"... Mom?" Ningning shouted in surprise.

Standing in front of her was Ning Yuren. She used a big red lipstick to paint on her face, a large mouth of a hemorrhagic basin, a fangs, and two lines of blood and tears at the bottom of her eyes. .

"I'm hungry." She didn't even look at Ning Ning. After saying these three words, she left everyone in the room and sat down at the dining table with one hand on her cheek.

Ning Ning was inexplicable first, then returned to God.

Mom's show started.

She began to perform the landlord in her mind. As for the effect ... Ning Ning secretly glanced at the village chief.

Originally, she only looked at the village in her eyes, but now she was taken away by Ning Yuren. He froze for a while and said to the carpenter around, "Go and call my daughter-in-law."

His daughter-in-law came over quickly, commanding several peasant women behind him, placing the prepared dishes in front of Ning Yuren, and opening the lids one by one, roasted suckling pigs, fish head soup, anchovies, roasted duck, etc. Hot smoke came out.

Smelling the aroma in the living room, Cui Hongmei finally came out of the bedroom: "Yo, has dinner already started?"

She came to the table and was about to sit down. Then she turned her head and looked strangely, "Why are you all standing?"

Ning Ning walked towards the table, half way, and looked back at the people in the village.

Including the village chief, men, women, young and old, looked at them from afar. The food on the table looked like a tribute to the grave, and their eyes looked like black and white photos after the tribute.

Ning Ning fought a cold war, and she slowly turned around, and finally knew why they had this look.

Unsmiling, unemotional, indifferent to the world, sitting behind a pile of tributes without expressions, isn't Ning Yuren at this moment just a photo?

Even Cui Hongmei, who has always been big and nervous, couldn't stand it. After eating a few mouthfuls, she put down her chopsticks and said, "Can you stop showing such a bad face, the rice has become unpalatable."

Ning Yuren looked straight at her for a while, then lifted up the chopsticks, and the tip of the chopsticks was ordered in each dish, almost only dipping in the soup, put the taste in the mouth, and then dropped the chopsticks.

"It's awful, get another table." She got up and left, coldly glanced at everyone like another.

"Stop!" Cui Hongmei patted her chopsticks on the table, and got up, too, "Are you okay to learn what your dad is doing?"

Ningning suddenly realized.

Mom's acting skills have always been imitated. She used to imitate the people in the movie, but now she is imitating the former landlord-grandpa.

In the past, Grandpa didn't have a fixed image in Ningning's heart. It always flickered like smoke. Now, based on the performance of Ning Yuren, it has gradually become a real image.

Lonely, ego, and difficult to get along with.

Most of the problems were accustomed by people in the village, because the village chief said with joy: "Yes, yes, we'll go to another table immediately."

Others also worked hard and grieved. They worked hard to cook and brought the dishes over. Many people's clothes were wet with sweat. Looking from behind, the clothes on their back showed dark prints, but at this time they went away with a smile. Come over and withdraw a dish that hasn't moved.

It was only Cui Hongmei who was angry. She jumped her feet and said, "What do you take, what do you take, I haven't eaten yet!"

No one even cared about her, and some even laughed at her. A 50-year-old aunt pouted, ironically: "Less than leaning on the old and selling the old, don't think you entered the Ning family, that is, the Ning family, everyone didn't forget yours You did n’t forget your daughter-in-law of Ning's family, which you used to be mean. "

A group of people went back and forth holding plates, and they were still discussing on the way to divide the dishes. It seems that the chopsticks were moved by the Ning Yu people, with some magic, and they gave the children at home to let them body. Healthier and smarter mind.

The village chief also left. Someone asked him to go over to see the situation of the altar. Before leaving, he patted Ning Ning's shoulder. He said with a serious heart and meant: "You have to work hard, don't be fooled in the village It ’s good to learn more from your mother, and learn more ... you do n’t want to be replaced by your mother, right? ”

"What does she know, what do they know?" After they left, Cui Hongmei was left alone and jumped in anger. "I entered Ning's door. Of course, I was the Ning family. I had no trick! I first saw Ah When he was young, he didn't know he was the landlord, but he thought he looked particularly good ... so he stole a bunch of sauce elbows to please him! "

Later, the villagers sent another table of new dishes, which were still delicious, meat, wine, and sauce elbow. Ning Yuren didn't eat sauce elbow, and other foods were rarely eaten, but everyone's family cheered when she ate. The red-faced red ears could not wait to show the world, it was like the most fanatical believer.

"... Please try it." A faint voice sounded at Ningning's feet. She looked down and saw a little girl, seven or eight years old, in red clothes, a red head flower, holding a bowl of braised meat in her hands, There were a pair of wooden chopsticks on the bowl, and she looked at her timidly and expectantly.

Ning Ning couldn't refuse such a look.

She picked up a piece of braised pork with chopsticks, ate it, and smiled at her: "It's delicious, thank you."

The little girl's eyes widened, instead of being flattered, but more surprised and blamed, she frowned and said to her, "How can you say thank you? You ..."

Her mother came over, covered her mouth with her hand, pulled her into her arms, and smiled strangely at Ningning.

The bowl of braised pork was taken in front of Ning Yuren. Ning Yuren showed Ning Ning the right way to eat—she did n’t eat such heavy things as oily. Chopsticks skipped directly over the bowl. Rather than blame her, he showed a sincere and fearful expression, as if the two of them had made a mistake.

"Do I have to make myself look like this?" Ningning murmured to himself.

Is this what the landlord looks like?

No one answered her question, because everyone's eyes were on Ning Yuren, with enthusiasm, nostalgia, and greed.

Ning Ning looked at them from a distance, then turned around and walked out of the house, walked all the way, unknowingly came to the rapeseed field next to the village, sat cross-legged, while looking at the two white butterflies dancing around the flowers in a daze, Waiting for the rain to come.

She didn't eat lunch, and before the evening arrived, her stomach began to murmur.

The sky was getting darker, the two butterflies were long gone, and there were green hills in the distance, and several tired birds came home.

Wen Yu still didn't come.

Look at the time, it has already passed six o'clock, it is almost seven o'clock, missed lunch and missed dinner, Ningning is more hungry.

Looking down at the rapeseed on the ground ... Speaking of it, can rapeseed be eaten raw?

"Eat, don't eat, eat, don't eat ..." Ning Ning pulled a canola flower and started tearing it one by one. When the last one was eaten, he ate it, or he didn't eat it.

"give."

Ning Ning turned her head and handed a sauce elbow to her.

Brother Tsing Yi bent over and stood behind her, and the sauce elbow in her hand swayed in front of her twice, and smiled and said, "I just stole it, help me destroy the evidence?"

"……no problem."

Ning Ning clutched her elbow and watched him by the way.

Grease stains on Tsing Yi, the fingers were greasy, completely immoral, and it was too special. Ning Ning first suspected that he was a grandfather, but now hesitates. After all, in terms of personality, he performed with his mother. Some villagers missed the praise too much.

"It's going to be broken again." Brother Tsing Yi asked with a smile, "Would you like me to get two more?"

Ning Ning took a sip, spit out the bones that had been cleaned, and raised his hands to wipe his mouth, staring at him with a restless expression.

... looking at the mask on his face.

"What's wrong?" Brother Tsing Yi raised his hand and touched a mask on his face. "What are you thinking about?"

If he is not a grandfather, how can this mask pass?

You should know that a mask is related to his life and personality. For example, Shi Zhongtang's mask is full of peach blossoms, and the boss of Qu is the mask that he bought when he was shopping with his daughter.

It's not easy to ask him directly, as Yu Guang swept the leftover residue of the sauce on the ground, Ning Ning's eyes turned and asked, "I'm thinking about my grandma."

"Oh? Come and listen."

Ning Ning recounted what happened at home at noon, then rolled his eyelids, dressed as a mean aunt, pouted, and shook his head with a sarcastic irony: "Less than relying on the old to sell the old, don't think you entered Ning The door is the Ning family. Everyone hasn't forgotten your origin, and you haven't forgotten what cheap means you have played ... "

"No." Brother Tsing Yi interrupted her with a smile. "Your grandmother hasn't done anything mean."

Ning Ning looked up at him.

"Putting on a mask is a god, and taking off a mask is a man." Shanhua was raging, and he laughed in the bush. "Everyone loves his face with the mask on. Only your grandmother loves his face with the mask off, even if he is greedy. Just his beauty is enough to please him. "

"Who is he?"

"Your grandfather."

"How do you know about my grandfather?"

"Haha, I know everything."

Ning Ning's eyes flickered, and he seemed to inadvertently ask him, "Then you say, how can I be the landlord?"

Brother Tsing Yi tilted her head and turned, "Come with me."

Ning Ning hurriedly got up from the ground and chased after him.

The two walked one after another for a long time, the road became more and more rugged, and it became more and more difficult to walk. Ning Ning looked back, and there was no village or **** field behind him.

"Here." Brother Tsing Yi's voice came from the front.

Ning Ning turned his head and saw that he raised his finger and said, "You are going to dig it out."

dig it out?

Ning Ning looked ahead. What was buried in the grass and leaves? Could it be the missing landlord's mask?

Found this missing mask, she is the landlord?

With a hint of doubt and a look of expectation, Ning Ning walked over.

"Ningning! Stop !!!" Wen Yu's voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

It was already late.

Hugging Ning Ning with both hands from behind, the two slipped under one foot and slipped together.

During the fall, the sweat on Ning Ning's back came out—what grass and leaves? There was a dead well in front of her, she was cheated!

A huge fall sound came from the bottom of the well, and then it returned to peace.

"... Smell the rain, how did you smell the rain?" After a long time, Ning Ning's voice rang first, and it was called many times, but there was no response.

A pair of green cloth shoes stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground, and slowly walked to the well. Brother Tsing Yi put his hands behind him and bent over to look in the well.

The well is not very deep, but the person who fell into it will never be able to climb up on his own. There is no water in it, but there is a layer of fallen leaves. The fallen leaves are holding two people. "Why are you doing this!"

"The mountains and rivers were broken, the Emperor Chongzhen hanged from the coal mountain, and the people left. Some of them fled to the barren mountains in order to avoid the Qing army gangsters." Brother Tsing Yi looked down at her, "The Ning family led the group. Ancestor, then the owner of the theater of life. "

There was no sound for the moment.

"What is the landlord's greatest right, is where he goes, he can take the theater of life to where he is." Brother Tsing Yi said, "Looking at the people who were fleeing with him, one by one, the landlord at the time thought about it, Finally, I came up with a way to make more people survive. The way to do it is to sacrifice. "

Volunteers began to appear among the fugitives. In order to allow more people to survive, some volunteered to become masked people, and some volunteered to enter the theater to watch a play, and then used this play to change the fate of everyone at this moment.

This is a noble matter and a dangerous thing.

Some people succeeded, some failed, some went forward, and some flinched. Until the end, a group of refugees from different places with different surnames arrived at Xanaduyuan and established the Ningjia Village by the power of the theater of life.

"... Do you understand? Ningjiacun was founded on sacrifice." Moonlight was dim, and the expression behind the mask was more dim. Brother Tsing Yi stood by the well, Xiao Xiaoye fell, and was caught in the wind. He blew beside him. He looked down at Ningning in the well and smiled softly, "If you sacrifice him, I will pull you up and teach you how to be the landlord."

Ning Ning froze, looking down at the rain in his arms.

...... In order to protect himself, he bleeds rain.