Wen Yu could not see him.
Shi Zhongtang almost smashed his face in front of him. The speed was so fast and the force was so violent that anyone would give a reaction, but Wen Yu didn't blink, nor was he backed up in shock. He stood there as usual, smiling. He said to Ning Ning, "I made you laugh, I didn't expect such an old movie theater to exist today."
Ning Ning looked at him for a while, then smiled: "What about the people here? What do you think?"
"People?" Wen Yu was stunned for a moment, then looked around, "... where?"
People are always there, by his side.
In addition to Shi Zhongtang, there are other masked people. Although there are many fewer people than usual, when they see them coming in, they gather from all directions, laughing weirdly, and say to them one by one, "Welcome back. ." "Welcome back." "Hee hee, welcome back."
Who are you welcoming
Shi Zhongtang, or Wen Yu, who used to be a masked man? Or...she is a regular visitor
"Over there." Ningning pointed to a masked man, "Not only is the cinema old, but the staff here are also very old, what do you think?"
Wen Yu followed her fingers and said with a smile: "People are old and not old, some old people can't be idle. If they insist on retiring at home, their health will get worse and worse, and they have a relatively leisurely hand. Work, keep your mind and body healthy…”
Ningning was pointing at a young masked man, about seven or eight years old. The reason why he was said to be old was because he wore a ring around his neck, a big red arrow sleeve on his body, and a pair of red sleeves on his feet. A pair of deer boots, like the young master of a wealthy family written in the novels of the Ming and Qing dynasties, when he said he was old, he just said that he was old as a mask man.
"Okay." Ning Ning interrupted him, "You can't see anything, can you?"
Wen Yu closed her mouth and looked at her quietly.
"No wonder you hesitated for so long when I asked you if the person on the poster was not like me." Ning Ning laughed and shook his head, "I'm afraid you can't even see the poster."
Wen Yu did not refute her, at this time, silence was the default.
"What other ladies have priority." Ning Ning stared at him, "You just heard about the movie theater of life, but you can't see it at all, so you need someone to lead you in, right?"
Wen Yu was stared at by her for a long time, and sighed: "Yes."
"I'll just say it." Shi Zhongtang walked around him a few times and smiled with his hands behind his back, "He doesn't meet the standards given by the cinema at all, no, he's just the opposite of those standards, full of hope. Tolerance, rather than changing the past, I want to change the future... Even if all the people of the earth come in, he shouldn't be able to get in."
Wen Yu didn't seem to want to continue entangled in this issue. He found a chair and sat down at random. A group of masked people immediately gathered around. One of them bent down, squinted at the ticket in his hand, and raised his head. : "Guest, you have a regular ticket, you can't sit in the designated ticket seat."
Ning Ning hurried over to pull him up and walked in the direction of the ordinary seats.
"What's wrong?" Wen Yu asked.
"It was a special seat just now." Ning Ning said, "You have a regular ticket and you can't sit in that seat."
Wen Yu looked at the tickets in her hand and thoughtfully: "Why are there still many types of tickets?"
Ning Ning closed his mouth and refused to answer his question, so as not to be dug up by him for more information.
The two sat down on the ordinary seats. After taking their seats, Wen Yu looked at the movie screen in front of her and said lightly, "Ms. Qin is not the first."
Ning Ning turned to look at him.
"Since two months ago, more and more people have come to the clinic for consultation." Wen Yu said, "One or two is fine, but dozens or hundreds are not normal, and it's not an infectious disease, why everyone The symptoms are the same... Everyone says that there is an invisible person beside them."
This time, Ningning was silent.
"I have to know what happened before I can help them." Wen Yu clenched the armrest beside him, a white light fell in his eyes, the screen opposite... Tonight's movie started. He paused, and finally added, "And my brother, Youling and your mother have mentioned the matter of life movie tickets before, I want to know..."
what do you know
Before Ning Ning could hear what he said, the theme song was already sung.
It was the voice of a sick man, accompanied by the sound of Yuanyuan drums and the crisp flute, and sang a strange tune: "Face wearing a mask, wearing colorful clothes, dancing on the gang, driving away evil and epidemic... Ha, who Is it evil, who is the epidemic? For whom is Nuo dance performed, it is like a drama but not a drama, a drama is not a drama."
A sense of weightlessness invaded, Ning Ning slowly closed his eyes.
A narrow road leading into the countryside in 2012.
"Ningning..."
"Ningning."
"Ningning!"
Ning Ning sat up abruptly, but bumped into the person who called her, and both of them wailed at the same time.
"You stinky girl, why are you frizzy, ouch." Cui Hongmei rubbed her forehead, "It hurts to death!"
Ning Ning also rubbed his forehead, and by the way, he looked around and found himself sitting in a car. It was drizzling outside. Ning Yuren got out of the car to take a look, shook his head and said, "No, the tire got stuck."
It's hard to walk in the mountains, not to mention that it has just rained, and the yellow mud is like the hand of a complaining woman, clinging to the tire tightly and not letting go, Cui Hongmei got out of the car and looked anxiously: "Oh, what can I do? Tiandu It's getting dark, can we spend the night in the car tonight?"
"I said earlier that I would come by train, but if you don't listen, you insist that I drive over here." Ning Yuren said coldly.
"It's hard to get rich. If you don't use it to show off, what else can you use it for?" Cui Hongmei retorted.
The two quarreled for a while, until an unfamiliar voice sounded from the side: "The village is not far away, it's alright to walk there, and then let the villagers come over to help push the cart."
Makes sense!
Ning Ning looked at the other side's back. The other side was wearing an old Chinese tunic suit and a pair of cloth shoes. Even in the mountains and meadows, he still walked like flying. It looked like he was used to this road.
Ning Ning hurriedly chased after him.
"Ning Ning, don't run around!" Ning Yuren's voice came from behind her.
"Mom, the village is opposite." Ning Ning turned back and shouted at her, "Let's hurry over before it gets dark, and then find someone to help."
The three women, one foot deep and one shallow foot, traveled through the mountains and mud, and finally arrived at the entrance of the village before dark. Cui Hongmei wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Thank God."
"Thank you for this little brother." Ning Ning turned to look at the strange young man not far away.
"What did you say?" Cui Hongmei followed her gaze and asked suspiciously, "Where is anyone?"
Ning Ning was taken aback. At this time, the younger brother who was leading them on the other side turned around, with a hideous mask with four eyes and fangs covering his face.
... the masked man
"Hey, who are you?" A villager walked over to Ningning and the others, passing the masked man halfway, but turned a blind eye to him, as if he could not see the man at all, "Outsiders? Are you here to travel?"
"Who would travel to this poor place." Cui Hongmei slapped her face with her hand, "A local, I am Cui Hongmei."
The villagers raised their fingers and pointed to her face, unable to speak for a long time with excitement, before turning their heads and shouting: "The Ning family is back, Ning Qing's wife and children are back!"
"The Ning family is back?"
"Oh, that's great."
"Where is where?"
A group of people rushed to the village. Ning Ning originally thought they were here for the star's mother, but it turned out to be for herself.
"Are you Ning Qing's granddaughter?"
"What's your name?"
"It's a pity, if you were a man..."
"It doesn't matter, it's the same for girls, they are all surnamed Ning anyway."
How these people... feel a little strange.
Ning Ning looked at the group of enthusiastic villagers in front of her. She had experienced the same battle when she was a teenager, but she was not deeply involved in the world at that time. She attributed her enthusiasm to the villagers to her big star mother... There is no saying that Is it right? The quickest and best way to please a mother is to praise her child.
As long as she is by Ning Yuren's side, she will attract everyone's attention and will always be praised. Ning Ning has long been used to it. Looking back now, she realized that something was wrong. Although the villagers were interested in their mother, they were more interested in her, and the reason why they were just interested...
It seems that it is only because of the surname Ning
"Okay, don't be around here." A little old man who looked like a village chief appeared with a cane and smiled at Ning Ning and the others with a friendly smile, "Let's go, the banquet is about to start, let's go to the table first, Talk about something while you eat."
When it came to the table, Ning Ning was shocked again.
"Come on." The village chief pulled out a chair, "You sit here."
Ning Ning looked at him and Ning Yuren again, but did not dare to sit, and forced a smile: "I am a junior, how can I sit on the seat?"
It is said that people in the city have better face, but in fact, people in the countryside have better face and have more rules. Especially in some villages that are closed to the outside world all the year round, the rules can even be closer to the ancient feudal period, the sun rises and the sun goes down, women do not go to the table, they are buried after death, and they even speak in ancient sounds.
It really offends this group of ancients in a certain sense, and sometimes you can't eat and walk around.
"It's alright, it's alright." The old village chief was still friendly, and even took the initiative to reach out and press Ning Ning on the chair, "This time is a special situation, your surname is Ning, you should sit here."
Ning Ning slipped from under his hand like a loach, slipped to Ning Yu's side, hugged her mother's arm, and said to him in shock, "No, no, no, I'll just sit here."
"Let her sit here." Ning Yuren hugged Ning Ning back and smiled at the old village chief, "Her surname is Ning, in this village, she can do whatever she wants, right?"
The old village chief looked at her strangely, and Ning Ning noticed that the living room, which had been noisy just now, suddenly lost its voice. Everyone stopped their chopsticks, held their wine cups, and looked at them from all directions.
In the suffocating silence, the old village chief suddenly smiled: "Of course... come! Come and serve wine!"
Like the banquet that had been pressed the stop button again, a group of people were laughing or making trouble, or eating food or drinking. From time to time, people came over to toast Ning Ning and others.
"She is too young to drink, let her have some drinks." Ning Yuren poured the juice into Ningning's wine glass.
Ning Ning thought for a while, and said to Ning Yuren, "Mom, I'm a junior. I can't let your uncles and aunties come to pay respects to me. I'll go over and pay respects to them."
"Okay." Ning Yuren said with a smile, "Go ahead... don't drink alcohol."
"Yes yes yes!" Ning Ning jumped off the chair and toasted them one by one with the juice in his hand. Taking advantage of the opportunity to toast, he asked the other party's name and seniority by the way.
She found something very strange.
Generally speaking, a village has a surname. For example, most people in Zhangjia Village have the surname Zhang, and most people in Niujia Village have the surname Niu. Even if not everyone has the same surname, at least half of the people will have the same surname. This surname is this The surname of the village.
But in this Ningjia Village, there is only one family with the surname Ning - Grandpa Ning's family.
As for the others, Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou Wu Zheng Wang... There are not many people with the same surname in the whole village.
This is an alien village.
"If it's not blood and surname that maintain a village." Ning Ning couldn't help thinking, "What would it be?"