Among the several masks, Song Lingling likes zombie masks the most.

Because, it costs a lot of money.

Because, it's most like the real thing.

So what does it look like?

The mask is painted like some blood on the face, in order to have a realistic heavy decay effect, the mask also draws a few white and fat maggots on the face, two black and bright eyes without white eyes, very thick and short eyebrows, with a big red lip underneath.

In fact, there are still a few big teeth in the big red lips, and Song Fusheng felt that it was inappropriate before he took it out of the space, so he broke the teeth, otherwise it would be more real.

It's such a mask, Qian Mishou came suddenly, didn't hum or ha, and didn't say hello in advance, just looked at Mrs. Ma, and said that she would put it on after looking at it.

It is conceivable how frightened Mrs. Ma was by this accident.

She immediately turned pale, stared at her, opened her mouth wide, and felt that her tongue could not move, and she could not speak at all.

In the past, the old lady always thought that people were really scared, including her own decades of experience.

Only now do I understand that no, it means that I am not scared too much, but when I am scared, my voice is stuck in my throat, and I can't make it out at all, and my tongue is hard.

So, at this time, there was the worst situation, that is: the little cub wearing the mask, she didn't even dare to look at it again, but she wanted to call her little granddaughter, whether to help her smooth out or pour saliva, look at her, don't let her roll her eyes directly.

But the problem came, she couldn't speak, and the little granddaughter followed her instructions, bowed her head and rubbed the buds very seriously, she was really dishonest when she should be honest, and she was disobedient when she should be obedient, and she didn't know that she was scared by Qian Mishou, and she didn't look up.

Qian Mishou, who was wearing a mask, turned his head to look at Mrs. Ma at this time, and wondered in his heart: Huh? What happened to Grandma Song? Something seems wrong. However, more things are better than less things, so don't squeak, in case you find fault and scold people again.

Xiaowa completely forgot that when Song Fuling put on this mask, he was the most afraid of this of the four masks, and almost scared him to pee.

It was precisely because he was frightened that Song Fuling gave him this mask, so that when he put it on, he couldn't see himself, and he wouldn't be afraid.

Mrs. Ma's throat was dry, and her hands trembled for half a minute, so she picked up a piece of corn and threw it at Song Fuling.

Song Fuling raised her head, looked at it through the kerosene lamp, and immediately said: "Oops! ”

Then Ma Yu threw two corn cobs and gave the old lady a pleasant mouth: "Milk, milk, what's wrong with you." ”

Mrs. Ma thought to herself: I am destined for this, otherwise I would never have heard you ask me again.

Song Fuling found that her grandmother only closed her eyes, but her hand pointed in the direction of Qian Mishou, and she looked at it: "Why didn't you say hello before you put it on, you look at grandma scared!" ”

Qian Mishou: "Huh? ”

Song Fuling couldn't care about training her little cousin, so she quickly untied the kettle on her back and poured water into the cap of the thermos kettle.

Thinking that if she couldn't slow down after drinking water, she couldn't slow down after a while, so she took out two quick-acting heart-saving pills and fed them to the old lady.

Mrs. Ma trembled and leaned over to the cap of the bottle, and gave her a hot first blow, and her mouth was even more trembling.

She didn't know where her granddaughter made the boiling water, and she really wanted to ask her granddaughter: That's how I fed you when you were a child? Take the boiling water and feed it directly, you will scald me to death.

"I'm sorry, milk, I'll blow it for you." Before he could blow it, Qian Mishou handed over his water bladder.

The old lady glanced instinctively and covered her heart again.

Song Fuling said while feeding her milk and drinking water with a water bladder: "Take it off, pick it first!" Then he persuaded the old lady:

"Milk, that's fake, my dad bought me to play, I bought four cheap, and I didn't finish painting it. No matter how big a town wears that style, don't think about the bad place, and don't be afraid. The book says, where is the shaman, anyway, a place that is quite close to us, and the people in that place wear it to exorcise ghosts, you take a few more looks, and it's good to get used to it. ”

Ma shook her head, she couldn't get used to it, and muttered, "Throw it away." ”

"Milk, you can't throw it away, look at this mosquito biting me, I'll have to put it on in a while, I'll wear one for you, and I'll put a curtain around your neck." Look at it, my uncle, they can be blinded by mosquitoes when they walk, how can they throw away such a useful thing. We are now poor and rich, and we need to make use of everything, which is simply not enough. ”

After speaking, Song Fuling also stretched out her hand to control Qian Mishou to ask for a mask, forced it into her milk hand, raised her face and asked: "You touch, fake, you touch, isn't it scary?" ”

Mrs. Ma: "......"

Half an hour later, Mrs. Gaima put on a zombie mask, she and Qian Mishou had the same reason, she felt that this was too scary to face.

Qian Mishou turned into a clown mask, and Song Poria was a mask with a white face.

There is another one, and I plan to stop and get buds after a while, because I have finished rubbing the corn kernels, and by the way, I will give my cousin who is driving to my aunt's house.

At this moment, Song Fuling's second aunt led Song Jinbao to come.

"Mother, let Jinbao get in the car, our Jinbao really can't go."

The second aunt Zhu thought in her heart: When the time comes, she will hint to the old lady to let Song Fuling get out of the car.

A little girl, why do male dolls walk on their legs, she still sits there like a daughter, the eldest girl and the second girl have to take it away if their feet are blistered, and there is no good pair of shoes, at least the fat girl has good shoes.

But she can't say it directly, it's time to offend the third brother's family, this offended person's business, the old lady has to do it, and the third brother's family doesn't hold grudges.

In addition, there is also that Qian Mishou, if the old lady habitually hurts the third brother and hurts the fat girl, then she has to get out of the car, and she will be angry at the little cub of the Qian family.

"Mother? Mother, look at our Jinbao's feet, it's going to be rotten," he said, lifting the curtain.

Zhu never expected that there were three ghosts sitting inside, and they fell softly next to the car with a burp, and were almost run over by the wheels.

The procession was in disarray.

Qian Peiying untied the water bladder and poured it on Zhu's face, she had to be sober.

Song Fusheng also took the opportunity to say to his family, don't be afraid, these are four masks, how these masks were in the first place. He's going to be bored, so he'll be bold in the future, don't ask again, and don't look at it if he's afraid.

However, the matter of the mask did not pass, because Song Fusheng's uncle's family chased after him with an ox cart.

The eldest aunt dragged Song Fusheng and said, her ox cart pulls rations and guys, plus your uncle, you really can't pull the grandchildren, your three mule carts, let the babies get on the car, it's okay.

Song Fusheng pointed to his house and said, "My children didn't get in the car either." ”

The eldest aunt shed tears and said: "Pity your uncle who broke his foot two days ago, and when I came out to see you in the morning, I had to rely on your eldest brother to help me go, so I can only let your uncle come down and go." ”

Hey, threatening people.

Song Fusheng squinted, and before he could say a few angry words, Mrs. Ma, who was sitting in the mule cart, said in a brisk tone: "San'er, is it your uncle?" Let her come over and talk to me. ”