Early in the morning, He Luyi went to the crew where her mother was filming according to the address. Just like the last time she went to visit her second sister's crew, she brought a lot of gifts and some food and drinks.
This time, He Luyi didn’t have the heart to do it herself, so she directly found a restaurant with a good reputation, ordered a lot of delicious food, and asked the person in charge to deliver it to the crew at a specific time.
"Ms. He, you're here. Sister Donghua is filming her scenes. Why don't you wait a moment?"
"Is it convenient to watch? I want to see what it's like for my mom to film."
"That's fine, but are you sure you don't want to take a break?"
"No, no."
He Luyi refused. She didn't need to rest at all. She only had one thought in mind now, which was to see how her dear mother would act. Would it be super awkward?
Well, she admitted that she came to watch her dear mother's fun with the mentality of watching a good show.
"Then Miss He, please follow me."
He Luyi followed the young lady and soon arrived at the back garden where the crew was filming.
Soon, He Luyi saw her mother.
He Luyi watched quietly, and became more and more speechless. Moreover, why did she want to laugh?
The plot that is unfolding is as follows:
My mother, who was sitting in the pavilion, was dressed in all sorts of gold, with gold earrings, a gold necklace, and a gold bracelet. The only thing missing was a gold tooth in her front teeth.
The most important thing is that there are more than one, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight gold necklaces of different styles and types, thick, thin, long, short, all hanging around the neck.
The same goes for two pairs of hands, one gold bracelet, two gold bracelets, three gold bracelets... two hands, asymmetrical beauty, one wears wide ones, the other wears thin ones, three thick ones, seven or eight thin ones.
It makes a ding-dang sound, and with a slight shake, it makes a duangduang sound, which makes it easy to focus on it.
At least eight of his ten fingers wore gold rings.
Oh, the most normal thing is the ears. After all, she only has a pair of ears and she is still small, so she wears a pair of gold earrings, a small and exquisite old style, which is the favorite of mothers' generation.
The main thing is that one is rich.
He Luyi couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. What kind of outfit is her mother wearing?
Soon, He Luyi's attention was attracted by the lines being read out.
"Five hundred dollars, leave my son. My son is so outstanding, you don't deserve him."
The innocent little white flower opposite her was crying and pretending, "My Lady, Chen Wa'er and I are truly in love, you can't break us up~"
He grabbed the hand of the "lady mom" and shook it wildly.
He Luyi couldn't hold it in any longer. What kind of ridiculous plot was this...
The key point is that when it was shaken so violently, the gold bracelet made a rattling sound, almost covering up the sound of the lines.
But none of this matters, because, what is spoken is not Mandarin, but Sichuan dialect!
He Luyi was about to vomit blood. What kind of old-fashioned dialect version of this romance drama was this?
The show goes on.
"Humph, my son is rich, handsome, tall and strong. Finding a wife is not an easy task. You poor girl from the village, don't dream of trying to get the best out of him! Let go and get away!"
With a sudden flick of the hand, the innocent little white flower fell to the ground pitifully and delicately, "No! Auntie, we really love each other! You can't do this~"
He stretched out Erkang's hand, and his hoarse voice, oh no, his dying breath, as if he was about to die, moved everyone.
I cried uncontrollably as if my parents had died.
"Cut, passed."
Suddenly, both of them returned to normal.
He Luyi looked at her mother and helped the girl who played the pure little white flower up.
"Oh, girl, are you okay? I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"
He Luyi couldn't bear to look at her mother speaking with a pure Trump accent, but as for this most intuitive label belonging to her mother, He Luyi said, let her be.
"It's okay, it's okay, Auntie."
The girl was a completely different person from just now, now a straightforward girl.
"I just like girls like you. People should be straightforward."
"Auntie is right."
One spoke Trump and the other spoke Mandarin, and the communication was very smooth.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
