The sky will descend on the people, life has taken a new turn, the pesticide bottle almost forgot to come this time, he wanted to borrow some money from Xiao Guo, he needed to go home to mourn, and someone from his hometown passed the word that his aunt, that is, his uncle's wife died.

It's a pity that pesticide bottles are hanging out every day, and they are shy in their pockets, so why do you have to spend some money and do something to express your heart when you go back to the funeral?

Pesticide bottles have sorted out all their friends one by one, only Xiao Guo's family is quite solid, such a big troupe, although it is yesterday's yellow flower, the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, borrow a few hundred yuan, I believe that Xiao Guo will not be stingy.

So this time it was purely a blind cat meeting a dead mouse, Master Guo actually had to entrust himself with a heavy responsibility, entrusting the future and future of the troupe to himself, this is simply a pie in the sky, the pesticide bottle pinched himself, and he was still faintly aching, this is not a dream.

So, "the pesticide bottle fell to the ground and worshipped:" The master is above, and the apprentice worships ......"

"Hurry up, please get up, it should be me on behalf of the entire older generation of troupe members to thank you, our troupe has a successor, and in the future, you will be the head of the troupe." Master Guo is very optimistic about this unattractive young man, and entrusted the glorious mission of revitalizing the crew to the other party at the first meeting, which can be said to have great hopes.

"However, I haven't studied Yongju, I'm afraid I can't take on such a big responsibility......" pesticide bottle snorted.

"Bottle, oh, Captain Bottle, do whatever you tell us to do in the future? We all listen to you, the times are changing, only people like you who are well-informed in society, thoughtful, courageous, and dare to think and dare to do can lead us out of the predicament...... "Xiao Guo tried his best to win over and support pesticide bottles, becoming the leader of a new generation of troupes, looking forward to time and carry forward.

After that, he will not be a second-rate person who wanders around and has nothing to do. But the new head of the once-glorious and famous Yongju Troupe in history.

The pesticide bottle suddenly had an idea, just to invite the only remaining members of the troupe to go home together, maybe what else could be done for the funeral of the aunt?

How much wind and waves can this team of four people toss?

Daughters are easy to get, but confidants are hard to find.

Pesticide bottles and Master Guo's father and son are talking. The mind was flying, but it was suddenly pulled back to reality......

"Who is this little brother? It's been a long time since it's been this lively. A little red with an apron and a shy face walked over, "Master Guo, the rice and oil in the kitchen are gone, which of you is going to buy them back?" ”

"Son, go to the grain and oil store in front and carry it back." Master Guo called Xiao Guo.

Xiao Guo's smile froze: "Last time I went to keep accounts, the boss said that we were in arrears for half a year, and we would not settle the previous accounts of more than 1,000 yuan." They won't keep an account for us. ”

A penny of money is bad for the hero, and Master Guo showed an embarrassed expression: "Alas, the troupe hasn't performed for half a year, and now I can't eat, bottles, what do you think?" ”

The soldiers and horses have not moved, the grain and grass go first, and it is time to test the new leader!

"This ......" pesticide bottle envisages a variety of scenarios. For example, Xiao Guo doesn't miss his friend's old love and rejects himself. If that's the case, my friends won't have to do it in the future!

Unexpectedly, looking at the huge troupe compound on the surface, it was also in a predicament, and it was almost impossible to open the pot.

Could it be that this is fate, sympathy for the sick. If you are not the same kind of person, you won't get together, and you won't even talk about it like this, it's hard to be a brother!

The pesticide bottle's mind spun fast.

He thought to himself, "If you borrow it, you will have to pay it back." It's better to find a way to make money, so that everyone can straighten their waists and live confidently, so after a little thought, he said casually: "I don't have to eat at home today, I'll take everyone to a big meal, I don't know if you're interested?" ”

Isn't that a joke?

The huge troupe can't open the pot, and a prodigal boy can afford to invite everyone to a restaurant to rub it off, unless he goes to Boss Bu's to fight the autumn breeze.

Besides, Boss Bu is not his own home, and he has been a little salty and indifferent to himself recently, even indifferent, pesticide bottles can be felt, but for the sake of face, the two sides maintain a superficial relationship, it is estimated that if you go to Boss Bu to borrow money, you will definitely find an excuse to refuse; And Xiaoshuang is still a student, so it is also wise for the pesticide bottle to break the idea of borrowing money from the boss.

Faced with the rhetoric of the pesticide bottle, everyone was at a loss and didn't quite believe it.

"Brother Bottle, if you have the money to eat in a restaurant outside, we don't have to buy rice and oil, we have to go on credit......" Xiaohong snorted, the loan was shabby, and the taste of it, both parties can be said to empathize at this point.

Xiao Guo: "Yes, don't be joking about the bottle, let's think about where to keep accounts, it seems that it is impossible nearby, do you have familiar people, where you can keep accounts?" ”

"There's no place to keep accounts, but I can show you around." The pesticide bottle changed the topic and said slowly, "My uncle is a feng shui gentleman in his hometown, and he said that every time someone dies now, he can always see some people, and he can earn thousands of yuan a day by crying for others' funerals......"

"Are you going to ask us to be professional mourners, we sing to cry and mourn, and we don't laugh and lose our big teeth when we pass it on?" Xiao Guo shook his head.

"I think the head of the regiment is a good proposal, I once saw a professional mourning woman, holding a microphone in her hand, crying to the people around her about the difficult years of the deceased, the words of grief, touching the heartstrings, kneeling next to more than ten relatives, many of them wept, half an hour for 400 yuan...... It's better than sitting on a mountain and eating nothing. Coral was still more open-minded, but asked, "But we don't know how to cry?" Besides, I don't know where to suffer? Each row has circles. ”

"It's okay right now, my aunt just passed away, I'm going to invite everyone to try it, are you interested?" The pesticide bottle finally said the theme, "As for how to cry or play, I believe that everyone must be at a professional level, so you don't have to think about it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, all for life." ”

It is said that some people criticize such behavior, saying that professional mourners do not have real feelings for the deceased, but from the point of view of existence, it is reasonable to say, someone needs it, and someone will do the job.

Especially for the people who used to be in the spring and snow, the high and the low, if they sink into irrelevant people crying and mourning, it is mainly to make money to live, and only if they can survive can they talk about development, as for the profession itself, it is not the subject of discussion here.

"But your wife of Master Guang in Pig Mountain Town, then our senior brothers, how about going to pay tribute, by the way, senior brother, bottle, your idea is good, let's set off collectively......" Master Guo agreed, "This is also a way out, in the future, everyone will listen to the head of the bottle, and everyone will have a way out." ”

"Bottle, you are so ruthless, you even earn the money of the deceased, or your aunt?" Little Red teased.

I don't know if it's a compliment or a denial?

A group of five people went to Pig Mountain Town and started the first gold-making trip of the pesticide bottle organization.

Although his original intention was not to make money, he just wanted to do a little filial piety to repay his relatives.

What a speechless life. (To be continued.) )

PS: In fact, in the final analysis, fate is such an illusory and abstract concept, and what really affects us is often the time to meet and fall in love at that moment.