After My Husband Died I Started Mooching Off My Son
After My Husband Died I Started Mooching Off My Son Chapter 23

Chapter 23: Filming in a Small Village

Mom, I’m all packed, let’s go. Wei Xiaojia put on his little backpack, also put on Mom’s little purse, and also carried a water bottle. The little person was covered in things.

The big package was placed on Mountain King’s back.

Okay. Zhuo Le put on her little sandals, felt relaxed, locked the door, and set off.

The crew had agreed to meet at the train station. When the two people and a dog arrived, Fang Yuan was already waiting at the entrance.

Sis, hurry, we’ve already checked the tickets, we can just go straight in.

The tickets were covered by the crew. It was said that neither the meals nor the tickets for Zhuo Le and Wei Xiaojia should be the crew’s responsibility.

However, because Mountain King was the main actor, his family members had preferential treatment. Besides, the crew was quite rich and didn’t care about this.

Okay, thank you for waiting for us.

It’s nothing, let’s go.

The two talked as they walked inside.

Mom, Mom, Mom, look quickly, isn’t that Zhuo Le, that bitch?

Wei Changfu, who was squatting at the gate of the train station as a beggar, tugged awake Granny Wei, who was snoring in her sleep.

After the mother and son reported the case, Wan Shun said that they couldn’t be found back in a short time and asked them to go back and wait for news.

How could the mother and son agree? They made a scene at the police station and were finally kicked out.

With no money, no letter of introduction, and no relatives or friends, and not wanting to go home, they came to squat at the train station themselves.

It was still early, the sun hadn’t even risen yet. The mother and son, who had been bitten by mosquitoes all night and doubted their lives, had just fallen asleep not long ago.

Wei Changfu was woken up by the urge to pee. When he opened his eyes, he saw Zhuo Le and instantly woke up.

When Granny Wei heard Zhuo Le, she stood up reflexively: Where, where?

There, with a man, walking inside, do you see her?

Seeing her, Granny Wei instantly burst into flames: Shameless bitch, using your brother’s life-selling money to support a man, quick, stop her, don’t let her go, the money is ours, hurry up.

The mother and son had just woken up and got up too quickly, staggering together and almost falling. Then they stumbled and chased after her.

They chased all the way to the ticket gate. Zhuo Le, the three of them and a dog, had already entered. The mother and son wanted to force their way in, but were stopped by the staff.

Comrade, please buy a ticket.

Granny Wei shouted: I’m not taking the train, I’m chasing my daughter-in-law, that bitch took my son’s life-selling money and ran away with a man, please, let me in, I’ll catch that shameless thing back and leave, I’m really not taking the train.

The staff secretly exclaimed about the big news, but their duty was to resolutely refuse.

Granny Wei was so angry that she scolded the staff as well, making the staff’s necks red with anger.

Seeing Zhuo Le disappear, Granny Wei couldn’t care about scolding the staff and shouted at the top of her voice: Zhuo Le, you shameless slut, come back to me.

Wei Xiaojia, you cursed little beast, your mother took your father’s life-selling money to support a wild man, and you don’t even know to stop her, you white-eyed wolf, just like your father, you’ll be killed by your mother, that jinx, sooner or later.

Come back to me, hand over the money.

Granny Wei’s appearance was already sloppy, coupled with her crazy shouting, she was undoubtedly a complete madwoman.

In the end, the mother and son were asked to leave by the security guards.

Mom, I seem to have heard Grandma’s voice. Wei Xiaojia, who was sitting on the train, looked out the window.

Zhuo Le touched his little head: You heard wrong.

The Wei Granny mother and son were unwilling to give up and chased after them here.

The filming location was in the next city, only a two-hour train ride, so they bought seat tickets.

There were many people in the crew, and almost the entire carriage was their own people. Everyone was talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very good.

Mountain King, Wei Xiaojia, and Xiao Xiaoxiao became the group’s favorites and were fed all kinds of snacks they brought.

Zhuo Le looked at the scenery flashing past the window, feeling particularly comfortable.

In this era of filming, there were few green screen sets and even fewer advanced keying techniques. Almost all filming had to be done on location, with feet on the ground.

The later effects may not be as dazzling as those technological products in the future, but they were much more real and had a strong sense of the times.

Nanshan Station arrived. The crew members got off the bus in a hurry. Filming time was limited, so they had to hurry.

The crew’s advance team was already waiting outside the station, driving large trucks to load people and various filming equipment.

Zhuo Le followed the crowd, sitting in the truck bed among various instruments, swaying on the country roads for more than half an hour.

The filming location had also been surveyed long ago. As soon as the personnel arrived, they directly set up the equipment and started working.

Mountain King was also taken away. It had to quickly familiarize itself with the environment and plot in order to carry out filming.

Zhuo Le and Wei Xiaojia, the two family members, couldn’t help, so they just walked around and looked around.

The small village was no different from their hometown. Among the common thatched houses, there were a few households with blue tiles. Such families generally had a solid financial foundation.

Chickens, ducks, cats, dogs, and children’s shouts, all kinds of sounds mixed together, forming a unique rural landscape.

A crew came to the village. Regardless of whether they knew what it was for, everyone came to watch the excitement.

Fearing that it would affect filming, the crew had to set up a cordon and also asked the village cadres to help maintain order.

Son, let’s go see the family where the crew arranged for meals.

The crew hired people in the village to cook and also rented houses to sleep in.

There were many of them, so even if the food was simple, the family cooking was already busy.

The mother and son followed the smell directly to it.

Wei Xiaojia held Zhuo Le’s hand tightly, and the mother and son quickly moved away from the crowd and walked into the village.

Almost everyone in the village had gone to watch the excitement, so there was no one in the village.

Little beast, wild bastard, I’ll beat you to death, you ill-fated brat, why don’t you go die, go die.

In front of a dilapidated thatched house, the mother and son were attracted by the sound inside and stopped.

Through the dilapidated straw short courtyard door, they could see in the courtyard a tall, sturdy woman with a large frame, wielding a finger-thick stick, desperately whipping a small, thin boy with scant clothing.

The little boy looked seven or eight years old. He didn’t cry or make a fuss when he was beaten, just hugged his head tightly and curled up his body.

With each hit, his body trembled, and the little face buried in his arms was bruised and purple. His teeth bit his lip until it bled, but he didn’t say a word.

Mom.

Wei Xiaojia was frightened and pulled Zhuo Le’s hand tightly, leaning towards her.

An old lady rushed out of the courtyard next door, where the crew had hired people to cook, and dragged Zhuo Le and her son away, frantically winking.

The mother and son followed blankly until they entered the courtyard next door.

Are you people from the crew? The old lady had a round face and looked very kind with a smile.

Zhuo Le paused for a moment and nodded, considering herself part of the crew.

The old lady glanced at the courtyard next door and lowered her voice: Don’t interfere, Aunt Ma is a lunatic, whoever gets involved is unlucky.

Aunt Ma was the tall, sturdy woman in the courtyard next door.

Wei Xiaojia opened his big doggy eyes: Grandma, is that little brother Aunt Ma’s son?

Du Xiujuan was overjoyed by the sweet call of Grandma: Oh, the little guy is so cute, eat a fried dough twist. She took out a fried dough twist as thick as two fingers from her apron: Try it, homemade.

Zhuo Le nodded, and Wei Xiaojia obediently took it: Thank you, Grandma.

You’re welcome. That little brother is Aunt Ma’s son. When Aunt Ma was giving birth, her man had an accident and died. Aunt Ma felt that the child was the cause, so for so many years, she has treated the child as an enemy, beating, scolding, and tormenting him in every way.

In the past, the neighbors couldn’t stand it and would say a few words to her, but Aunt Ma not only didn’t appreciate it, but also cursed at them.

Over time, no one bothered to interfere anymore.

Wei Xiaojia listened, understanding a little, but he understood one thing: that very fierce aunt was the little brother’s mother.

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