MTL - I’ve Transmigrated Into This Movie Before-Chapter 89 Foreigner

Grandpa even stood at the window, and from this position he could see the door.

A group of people came out of the gate. The weather was very cold. They quickly entered the car, but the car did not drive away, and remained on the snow at the door. The roof was already covered with snow, like white blockhouses, deep or shallow. Ambush in the snow.

"Look." Father Li was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at them through the bright window, and smiling. "They don't look like the parents of students during the college entrance examination, waiting for children to come out at the gate?"

Then he turned his head and smiled at everyone behind him: "Well, all the outsiders are gone, let's have dinner."

The family dinner began.

There were only a few people sitting in front of a long table. Everyone, look at me, I look at you, and finally Ning Ning said first: "What do you want to eat? Let me do it in the kitchen."

"No need to bother." Father Lian looked at the door. "Look, here it is."

An elderly cook walked in from the door, holding a pot of seafood soup in his hand. His feet seemed a little sloping. When walking, his shoulders were high and low. When he walked to the table, only half a pot of soup was left in his hand. Now, the other half is all over the road.

When passing by Lian Yuanyuan, he suddenly shook his hands.

"Ah!" Lian Yuanyuan yelled and jumped up from her seat, but still couldn't avoid it. She was splashed with seafood soup in her skirt, and she tore a shrimp from her skirt, and yelled in disgust. Dad, why do you still keep him? He shakes his hand like Parkinson's, so let him retire early! "

The old chef, Vino, was afraid to speak.

"Don't say that, he's just old." Grandpa Lian looked at Ningning, "Lian Lian, help him."

"Okay." Ning Ning hurried to get over.

I simply cleaned the dining table, and the two walked towards the kitchen together. They were very deserted along the way. Not only did the old man drive away even the outsiders, but also the maid and the cook who worked at home were temporarily dismissed. Understand as clearance.

After the show, it was the turn of the actors to perform on stage.

In the kitchen, the old chef threw the soup pot into the sink, and the water in the sink splashed out. Ning Ning stopped and looked at his back.

With his back to Ningning, he put five identical small bowls on the table, then scooped up a spoonful of seafood soup, from left to right, poured straight in.

When the five small bowls were filled with seafood soup, he suddenly put his hand into his pocket, took out a small bottle, lifted his thumb to open the cap, and poured the powdery substance into one of the bowls of soup.

After the fall, he suddenly turned back and said to Ningning, "You haven't seen anything."

Ning Ning saw everything and asked him, "What did you put in the soup?"

Instead of answering her question, the old chef asked her, "Guess how my legs are pinched."

Ningning shook her head.

"It was to protect a little girl and was crushed by the car." The old chef said, "Now the little girl has grown up and hates me, says me Parkinson, and asked her father why he still kept me, and asked him to rush me go."

Ning Ning froze a bit.

"I will leave this house soon." The old chef smiled. "Before leaving, I will teach her a lesson."

The father-son's humanity test began.

The old chef is at the level of acting, extras.

But even if the other party was an extra, Ning Ning tried his best to cooperate with him. She stood at the door and didn't dare to pass by, pretending to laugh easily: "Are you kidding me? Poison? Because of this one or two words. ? "

"For my legs." The old chef pointed at his sloped legs, cold and cold.

The smile faded from Ning Ning's face, and she looked at him with anxiety: "What do you care about an ingratitude person? This kind of person is just like fart, you can let her go earlier, and you can live more physically and mentally for several years ... "

The old chef froze a bit: "You baby don't care about talking ..."

"Hey, don't you not know me, Diao Min, who grew up in the market, what do you care about?" Ning Ning spread his hands and looked like a broken jar. Before that, she was still a famous lady in front of the old cook's face. The shelf has now become a market dweller, but this picture makes the old chef feel kind.

Because the old chef himself is a second-class person, even if it was because of a leg cut that saved Lian Yuanyuan's life, and then was appointed as the chef by his father, he still failed to become a first-class person.

Even if he was expensive and neatly dressed, and his character was no longer accented in his hometown, did Lian Yuanyuan still take his sacrifice for granted, and even felt that he had found an iron rice bowl as a result? This kind of thing does not happen among people with equal status. Lian Yuanyuan is high above him, and he will only say so if he is the current person.

After emotion, he looked at Ningning strangely: "What are you doing?"

Just when he was frustrated, Ning Ning had crossed over to the stovetop, picked up a bunch of bottles and jars, and the old chef saw salt, chili sauce, MSG inside ... Spoonful and pour into a bowl of seafood soup.

"Don't let her die, isn't it too cheap for her." Ning Ning handed him the stirred soup. "Take it, I promise she will spray it out of my nose. How about it? Don't you want to see that picture?" I think I can joke her about it for twenty years. "

The old chef stared at her for a while before asking: "She is your competitor. Why would you help her?"

"I didn't help her, I just wanted to laugh at her." Ningning snorted, looking unwilling to admit it. "And if you kill someone, who will cook? I am hungry and want to eat chicken stew. Mushroom, can you make it for me? "

A few minutes later, the two returned to the banquet one after the other.

When entering the door, the old chef gave Grandpa Lian a wink, and then calmly put the bowl of the soup in front of Lian Yuanyuan.

——This bowl is very rich in ingredients, including chili sauce, MSG, salt and so on.

Waiting for Lian Yuanyuan to try the taste of this bowl of dark cuisine, Grandpa Lian already said, "I almost forgot, the doctor said that I can't eat seafood recently. Yuanyuan, you go to the kitchen with Lao Chen and bring me a bottle of medicinal wine. "

"Oh." Lian Yuanyuan got up reluctantly.

When she returned, not only brought a bottle of medicinal wine, but also a bottle of white wine. When he saw the bottle of white wine, the elder son's eyes lighted up and he took the initiative to take it for her. He opened the lid and said to Father Lien, "Dad, I respect you and wish you a speedy recovery."

Mr. Lian removed the cup from his hand and smiled at him: "If you want me to be better soon, you can drink less of my wine and ask others to drink it."

Where did Lian Yuanyuan willing to drink his bottled liquor, she immediately made a gesture of rejection: "I quit drinking, just drink soup."

She took a sip of soup, and the soup sprayed out of her nostrils.

"Cough, cough, cough ... What's in it?" Lian Yuanyuan's tears flowed across her.

Everyone looked at her with disgusting eyes. The eldest son and his father pushed the seafood soup in front of them almost immediately, and even the old man sighed. He looked at the tablecloth contaminated by her and said, "Fortunately, the dishes have not come up yet, I believe, go The kitchen urged the dishes, and by the way, Chen came over to change the tablecloth. "

"Okay." The eldest son put down the liquor in his hand and said to the son around him, "Let's go together."

Ningning noticed that the frown of Master even slightly jumped. It seems that he didn't expect the father and son to act together, but his brows soon healed, because the father and son have returned with the vegetables, the bigger one. Carry a chicken stew with mushrooms, and the little one is holding a new tablecloth.

While changing the tablecloth, the old chef came over with dishes.

The eldest son took the chicken stew mushroom in front of Ningning.

Ning Ning looked down at the steaming dishes.

For some purpose, they use a long table for dinner.

There is no turntable on top. If the two dishes are far apart, you must stand up and pinch them if you want to eat. This is a bit unsightly, so most people only eat the dishes in front of them.

For example, seasoned seafood soup, seasoned white wine, and seasoned chicken stew with mushrooms.

Title: "Poison"

Actors: Ning Ning, even father and son, father and son, and Yuan Yuanyuan.

a.

A group of people looked at Grandpa Lian. After Grandpa Lian moved his chopsticks, the people began to eat.

Ning Ning first took a mushroom and put it in his mouth.

While biting the mushroom, she glanced at her father and son. The eldest son was quite deep. After placing the chicken stew with mushrooms in front of Ning Ning, he never looked at her again. He had been joking with the old man, but the younger son no longer had a city like hiss. His eyes were almost sticking to Ning Ning Ning seemed to be waiting for her to be ugly.

Before Ning Ning became ugly, a woman's scream sounded.

"Don't drink !!"

The eldest son was startled and turned to look at Lian Yuanyuan: "What are you doing?"

Lian Yuanyuan also held the wine glass grabbed from him, and looked at him with complicated eyes: "Can't drink, the wine is poisonous."

The eldest son frowned: "What did you say?"

"I'm sorry, brother." She suddenly covered her mouth and cried. "Although you think you are right and always treat me as a fool, I still can't bear to see you die ... who calls you my brother, brother!" "

Eldest son:"……"

Ning Ning watched her perform, and her acting skills were so exaggerated that even the old man couldn't stand it anymore, and coughed, "Enough."

Lian Yuanyuan: "Dad ..."

Father even: "You've been crying for fifteen minutes, or you haven't even cried a tear, and blinded your line prepared for you by the think tank."

Lian Yuanyuan: "..."

"Dad." The eldest son had already seen something wrong at this time, he asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

"It's just a little test." Even the old man smiled indifferently. "I asked Lao Chen to prepare a poisoned thing for each of you, and then let you bring it to the table in person and to your own. In front of a loved one, see if you're watching each other eat or just stop talking. "

The eldest son's face suddenly became very ugly, and Lian Yuanyuan smiled.

"It's all a group of things with no conscience, especially you." Lian Yuanyuan gave Ning Ning a glance. "I'm a little bit disappointed with my elder brother, didn't I say anything to you? In order to get more property, you just Want to watch me die? "

The old chef reached up to Mr. Lien's ear and whispered something to him.

Grandpa even sighed, "Go out."

"Have you heard?" Lian Yuanyuan said to Ningning in a gesture of a winner, "Let you go out!"

"No." Father Lien looked at her, "You go out."

Lian Yuanyuan looked at him in astonishment: "Dad!"

"And you." Even the old man gave her a look at her, and said to the elder son, "Go out too."

Although the oldest son was unwilling, he would not lose the same manner as Lian Yuanyuan. He got up and left, and by the way, pulled away the hysterical Lian Yuanyuan.

"Let me go, let me go!" Lian Yuanyuan struggled along the way.

"Okay, you've lost," said the eldest son.

"Nonsense!" Lian Yuanyuan looked at him angrily. "How could I lose? Only me, only me to stop you from taking poison, you two didn't stop!"

"Don't you understand yet?" The eldest son said coldly. "Who do you think is an outsider in this family?"

Before Lian Yuanyuan gave the answer, he had already said the answer himself: "It's us."

He stared at the closed door with complex eyes. They were kicked out, but the old cook was still inside.

"The chef knows all about this, and lawyer Huang certainly knows it. Maybe there are other people who know, who are those people? All are outsiders." The oldest son murmured, "The old man would rather trust them than talk to them. They discussed plans to make things difficult for us. Who are the outsiders? "

After hearing a word, Lian Yuanyuan followed his gaze and looked towards the door.

The closed door is like the closed heart of an old man, outsiders can enter, but they "self" cannot enter.

"... So we both lost to the illegitimate daughter." The eldest son gritted his teeth and said, "When we please the old man, she goes to please the cook."

"Yeah, but that's just a cook ..." Lian Yuanyuan said indifferently.

"But the old man believes him." The eldest son smiled helplessly. "Compared to our own sons and daughters, he would rather trust the words of the chef, lawyer, and family doctor, so what's the use of pleaseting him? It's better to please those outsiders ... … I didn't expect that the illegitimate girl discovered this first. You did n’t see the chef just whispering to the old man, and he kicked us out? ”

Lian Yuanyuan froze for a while, then twisted her face and said, "No! I haven't lost yet!"

She looked coldly at the door in front of her, thinking: Anyway, she is going to die soon, I haven't lost yet!