Fu Suiyan looked embarrassed: "But I can't do it."
Qu Ning: "If you don't know how, just learn. No one is born knowing everything."
This time Fu Suiyan did not contradict Qu Ning and refute her, but nodded in approval: "You are right, this is what Aunt Shen gave me. I should keep it safe and give it to Mianmian. I have to make it myself. If I don't know how, I will learn it."
Seeing Fu Suiyan's reaction, Wen Yue turned to Qu Ning and said, "You are very good at teaching children."
Qu Ning: "That must be your illusion."
Wen Yue didn't know why Qu Ning said this: "I think you have a good relationship with Suisui."
Qu Ning made no secret: "Plastic mother and son."
Fu Suiyan, who was picking wild flowers on the roadside, turned around and asked: "What are plastic mother and child?"
Qu Ning explained: "It's just an average relationship."
Fu Suiyan: "Oh, yes."
Wen Yue, standing next to him: "..."
【I am really impressed by Qu Ning hahaha!】
[Qu Ning, you should make your debut and take the sand sculpture route. I will definitely support you.]
At this time, Qu Ning said to Fu Suiyan again: "Suisui, follow Aunt Wen, and I will go to that house to have a look."
Fu Suiyan didn't even turn around: "You go ahead and don't worry about me."
Wen Yue immediately asked: "Is this the family where the funeral is held?"
Qu Ning nodded: "Yeah."
Wen Yue quickly stopped Qu Ning: "It's better not to go. I heard it's an old man who just passed away."
When hearing Wen Yue's words, most people would have avoided it if they could, but Qu Ning didn't. She said, "I'll just take a look."
Wen Yue just thought that Qu Ning was too curious. Maybe she had never seen a funeral in the countryside, so she stopped trying to persuade her: "Then go ahead. Don't go in. Just take a look and come back quickly. I'll wait for you here."
Qu Ning made an OK gesture.
This place is separated by a field bank from the house where the funeral was held.
Qu Ning walked over and stood outside the fence wall to look inside.
At first she seemed to have no intention of going in.
Wen Yue also kept looking at Qu Ning, and felt relieved when she saw that she didn't go in.
When she turned her head and glanced at Suisui and Mianmian, who were squatting there picking flowers together, when she looked back again, Qu Ning was no longer there.
The photographer was the only one standing there with a confused look on his face.
Wen Yue:?
Where is Qu Ning?
At this time, Qu Ning had already entered the house where the funeral was being held.
Not only do photographers feel bad luck if they don't go in, but they are also timid and dare not go in. Because coffins can be seen during funerals in rural areas, photographers are a little scared.
[Qu Ning just went in like that? (horrified face)]
[Brother Photographer, please move and let me see the world!]
[Qu Ning is so brave, he dares to go in! 】
[Complaint, the photographer didn’t follow me!]
The photographer hesitated outside for a long time, then managed to overcome his fear and slowly walked into the yard.
When Qu Ning came into the scene again, she was chatting with an old man in his fifties.
The photographer was curious about what Qu Ning was talking about.
As I got closer, I heard Qu Ning bargaining with the old man and saying——
"Fifty! Just fifty! Cry until you are satisfied!"
"Crying loudly? I have a naturally loud voice, absolutely no problem."
"Crying too fake? That's impossible. I'm a professional, and I have a friend who's even more professional. She's an actress. She won the Best Actress Award at the age of 18. She cries a lot during scenes."
The old man was stunned for a moment after being fooled by Qu Ning.
Jiang Xin said doubtfully: "Then... okay, go and call your friend. If you don't cry well, you won't get a cent."
Qu Ning clapped her hands together: "Okay, I'll call her over right away."
As soon as Qu Ning turned around, the photographer standing behind her was almost startled: "Didn't you come in?"
The photographer was particularly aggrieved: "Isn't this the most important job?"
It took him a lot of courage to come in.
As soon as he came in, he saw Qu Ning bargaining with an old man and talking about mourning. The photographer was stunned as if he had never seen the world before.
[Holy crap! Qu Ning wants to cry for someone else? 】
[Or do you charge people to mourn??]
[Looking at the entire variety show industry, this is quite an explosion!!]
[If she can really make this money, I will become her fan in the future!]
【Thousands of words in my heart, I can only say one awesome word.】
Qu Ning went back to find Wen Yue.
When Wen Yue saw her coming back, she asked anxiously, "Why did you go in?"
Qu Ning grinned: "I found a way to make money."
Wen Yue was stunned for a moment: "Ah? What can I do?"
Qu Ning said directly: "The family that died was a five-guarantee household."
Seeing Wen Yue's expression of confusion, Qu Ning gave a rough explanation: "He is an old man without children. This old man just passed away and there was no mourning. I just asked an old man, we can go, fifty yuan
Qian just needs to cry a few times."
Wen Yue: "..."
The moment Qu Ning said what she said, Wen Yue was more than shocked. She had never experienced such a shocking thing in her life.
Wen Yue: "Cry, cry, cry..."
Qu Ning: "Crying in mourning."
After Wen Yue was shocked, she refused directly without thinking: "I won't go, it would be too unlucky."
Qu Ning's eyes widened: "Aren't you going to make money?"
Wen Yue shook her head vigorously: "No, no, I won't go."
"Okay then..." Qu Ning wanted to get Wen Yue to earn the money together, but Wen Yue resisted, so she had to forget it.
So Qu Ning had no choice but to call Fu Suiyan next to him.
Fu Suiyan gave the newly made wreath to Tang Mianmian.
Tang Mianmian liked this garland very much. After putting it on, she spun around in front of Fu Suiyan, who was beside him with a silly smile on his face. The scene was warm and funny.
When Fu Suiyan heard Qu Ning calling him, he reluctantly turned around and said, "What are you doing?"
Qu Ning said: "Go and make money!"
Next to her, Wen Yue's eyes widened: "You want to take Suisui to mourn?"
Qu Ning explained: "We need two people. I originally planned to ask you to come with us, but you didn't go, so I had to ask Shang Suisui to come with us."
Wen Yue persuaded Qu Ning: "You'd better not do this."
Qu Ning smiled, waved her hand and said, "It's not shameful to make money."
"This is not something to be ashamed of, but..." Wen Yue didn't know what to say for a moment.
How does Fu Suiyan know what mourning is?
Hearing Qu Ning say that he could make money, he was still very happy and strode to Qu Ning's side: "Where can I make money?"
"Over there!" Qu Ning pointed.
Fu Suiyan looked towards where Qu Ning was pointing, but before he could see clearly, Qu Ning picked him up and ran in that direction.
Wen Yue: "..."
Photographer: "..."
【……】
Arriving at the house where the funeral was held.
When the uncle saw Qu Ning carrying a child, he frowned and asked, "You said this is the child who knows how to cry?"
Qu Ning: "Is he okay?"
The uncle shook his head.
Qu Ning: "No?"
The uncle said: "You have to cry louder."
"That's no problem, but based on head count, he should also pay fifty yuan, right?" Qu Ning discussed.
The uncle thought for a moment, then nodded: "That's okay, you go over and prepare."
Fu Suiyan, who was confused, was driven away by Qu Ning and taken to the shelf to mourn.
But he didn't understand what mourning meant. He only saw that there were so many people here.
And he only heard that sentence - he can make fifty yuan!!
