I didn't care, so I passed my hand forward again: "Give me a cigarette."
It's not that I want to smoke, but I want to explore the depth on the other side.
I have been in this business for a long time and I have seen everyone. Some of them are really poor at home, and some of them just don’t want to pay for the elderly.
If you really have no money, everything is easy, but if your children are unfilial, that's another story!
The husband of the deceased took out a packet of white Hongtashan from his pocket and handed it to me.
I glanced at his palms, which were covered with calluses and the back of his hands was rough and dark.
Rich people's hands don't look like this.
I laughed a few times and looked up at him: "This cigarette is choking my throat. Do you have any other cigarettes?"
I know that my current behavior is quite annoying, but I can't explain it clearly.
After all, Mr. Yin Yang was staring at me from the side.
"No, it's just this cigarette. If you don't smoke it, you'll get it."
A voice sounded behind me, and I turned around to see the young man behind me looking at me with an unhappy expression.
I chuckled without making a sound, put the cigarette in my mouth and lit it, which made me choke and cough.
Anyone who has some conditions at home will prepare several boxes of good cigarettes for weddings and funerals. No one wants to lose face in such a thing.
Sure enough, this is not a rich family.
While smoking a cigarette, I mocked: "If you don't have enough money at home, don't imitate others and ask for a husband."
The young man slapped him with just one mouthful, but I had to hide quickly.
"Where the hell did you come from?"
Obviously, he made me very angry with what he said, thanks to being stopped by the person next to him.
I ignored him and looked back at Mr. Yin Yang who had invited me: "You bad guys, please don't waste your time."
"What do you think, sir?"
After saying that, I walked directly to my husband and said, "Let me tell you, don't waste your time here."
"look."
I rolled the cigarette in front of him and waved it for a few times: "How can this family have any success?"
I didn't care what their reaction was, I just laughed a few times and left the crowd.
As I walked, I broke into a cold sweat. This family was quite sensible, otherwise I would definitely have received a beating.
When I got to the shade of a tree, I hid and kept watching their movements.
Sure enough, after a while, the gentleman left angrily.
I stepped out of the shadows and walked slowly behind them.
"Why!"
When everyone turned around and saw that it was me, they stretched out their hands to hit them. I quickly stretched out my hands to block them.
"Are you so excited?"
I cleared my throat and said seriously: "Do you think I'm trying to trick you? I'm helping you!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd became quieter, and I quickly explained.
"I heard it all. Asking for five thousand with just one mouthful. It's obviously blackmail."
"I can do this for you."
The husband of the deceased walked out immediately, with doubts in his eyes, but excitement evident on his face.
"Can you do it?"
At this time, a voice came out from the crowd: "Brother Wang, you look at him like a gangster, don't believe him!"
As soon as I smacked the tobacco, I looked like a fucking gangster.
"I dare not lie to you about such a big matter."
After saying that, I pulled on my work clothes and said, "For your few hundred dollars, I won't lose my job."
"several hundred?"
I nodded vigorously: "Yes, for 200 yuan, I will be your guide."
Brother Wang pursed his lips hard and held back a sentence for a long time: "Okay!"
I couldn't help but laugh to myself. After all, my work was not in vain. I could help him and make some money myself.
"Hey? What are you doing?"
I was secretly delighted when Liu Shan suddenly squeezed in: "You dare to fool around on your first day here? Are you capable of giving directions?"
"Last night you told me that the old lady was too evil, but nothing happened to her? Are you not being deceptive?"
For a moment, my teeth were itching with hatred.
You don't make this money, but you still block me from getting rich. Isn't this harming others and not benefiting myself?
Besides, if I hadn’t secretly helped last night, how could you guys still be nagging me here?
Things got more and more serious, and more and more people were watching.
I saw a fat, bald man in the crowd, waving to me with a gloomy face.
Hey, the curator is here too.
Sure enough, when I walked up to the curator, he sneered at me.
"I took you in because you have experience. You'd better put away your tricks and don't ruin my reputation!"
I just feel that my identity as a liar has been welded to me.
This kind of thing is like yellow mud falling on the crotch, which cannot be explained at all.
The situation has changed now, and it is no longer a matter of simply making money.
As long as I leave in despair now, it means that I have admitted that I am a liar, and I will never think about raising my head in the future.
Having said that, it is quite difficult to break the situation.
Liu Shan held on to me and the curator firmly believed that I was a liar.
These two are singing together, I'm afraid I'm not having a good day today...
