Chapter 927: Taking on a Free Job
As soon as the old woman jumped off the mule cart, she ran happily to Qin Chuchu.
"Princess, my old man and the others are here."
Following the direction of her finger, Qin Chuchu looked at the men who got off the mule cart.
Like the old woman in front of him, he was estimated to be in his fifties, with wrinkles all over his face. He looked like an honest farmer.
I have to admit that she looks much more reliable than those prostitutes, and the corners of her lips curled up in joy.
"Really? Then what songs are you good at?"
Qin Chuchu said this while looking at the musical instruments in the hands of several people.
There were four people in total, one holding a suona, one holding an erhu, and the other holding an instrument that was very similar to a suona, but obviously much larger.
When his eyes looked at the instrument in the last person's hand, his brows furrowed.
Although I can't remember its name, I seem to have seen it somewhere. It's a pair, the kind that makes a loud sound when you put two of them together and knock them.
When the princess heard what she said, a man came up to her.
"Princess, do you want to hear something cheerful or sad?"
"All right, then what are you good at?"
Qin Chuchu looked at the people in front of her with great interest, and they actually had unique skills.
"Princess, we are good at making sad speeches. Usually..."
Before the man could finish his words, the old woman beside him snatched it away with an excited look on her face.
"Princess, you have no idea how well my old man and his friends play. They are the most famous in this village. I guarantee that if you listen to them for just one night, your eyes will be red from crying!"
The old woman gestured as she spoke, which made Qin Chuchu even more excited.
"Oh? Really? Then who of you will perform first?"
Qin Chuchu's big black eyes were shining.
I didn't expect there would be such a talent here who could mobilize the emotions of the audience. I think his skills must be good, and I am even more looking forward to it.
But Han Muchen and Dean Su beside her formed a sharp contrast with her.
Looking at the musical instruments in the hands of the people in front of them, they looked at each other. Although they didn't say anything, their expressions were weird.
The same went for April and Feng Liu who were standing behind him. They all stared at the instruments in the hands of the people in front of them with strange eyes.
Qin Chuchu did not notice anything unusual about them, and all her attention was focused on the people in front of her.
I thought they would perform one by one, but after hearing what I said, the man standing in front just waved his hand.
"No, we can just come together."
"Yes, we usually play it together."
A man behind him also agreed, saying that it didn't make sense for one person to perform alone, as usually they all played together.
Qin Chuchu was happy again when she heard it.
"Really?! So are you guys forming a team?"
I didn’t expect there would be a band in this feudal place. It makes me so happy.
The men looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and nodded decisively.
"Yes, we have always been a team."
After all, they usually go out together, so I think this is what the princess meant.
When Qin Chuchu heard them say this, she was so happy that she couldn't sit still.
"Then get started!"
She looked at the people in front of her, rubbing her hands anxiously, and was eager to enjoy their band's performance.
Seeing the princess so happy, the men also became excited and exchanged glances with each other.
They picked up the instruments in tacit understanding. I didn't know what that large instrument was, but the sound it made was rough and low.
It sounded like the dull cry of a man who had lost his loved one. Originally, Qin Chuchu was expectant, waiting for the sound of nature to reach her ears.
But after hearing this low and suppressed voice, his brows suddenly frowned.
The originally happy expression on his face was also stunned.
“………………”
What's that sound? Why does it sound so aggrieved? It seems quite familiar.
As I was thinking about it, a miserable suona sound was blown out, as if the suppressed sound that had been suppressed for a long time was completely released.
“………………” Qin Chuchu’s mouth twitched fiercely.
He looked at the men in front of him with a confused look on his face. Before he could figure out what was going on, the other two instruments started to play in unison.
One of the men took the pair of round things and smashed them hard, which made Qin Chuchu grin.
“………………”
Now I think about it, this is the kind of music that is played when someone dies.
The mournful and sorrowful tunes could be heard from far away, making me feel so sad.
Even the children who were attending classes in the tent stood up and stretched their necks to look over here.
Even the soldiers who were building an academy in the distance stopped their work.
They stretched their necks and looked for a long time, then began to whisper to each other.
"Whose family died?"
"Yeah, it sounds like it's not far away!"
Everyone looked at Qin Chuchu curiously, and after confirming that the sound came from this side, they all looked confused.
They looked at each other, dropped the work in their hands, and ran over quickly.
I don’t know what’s going on, what happened.
Qin Chuchu opened her mouth wide, looking at the people in front of her, and was so surprised that she couldn't close it.
When the soldiers from the construction site came running over, Qin Chuchu was still in a daze.
It was the man who pushed her first.
"My beloved."
Han Muchen looked at Chu Chu with amusement, who was in shock, and tried his best to control his facial expression. Even Feng Liu and Feng Qi, who were following behind him, looked like they were about to get internal injuries.
"Hmm?" Qin Chuchu came back to her senses.
She glanced at the man, then looked blankly at April behind her.
"Can you tell what they do?"
Although I have already guessed it in my heart, I still don't want to admit it.
April followed the direction of her finger and glanced at the men who were still performing hard.
"Second Princess, they are taking jobs for free."
The music played are all songs used for the dead, is there any need to ask?
"Live in vain?" Qin Chuchu looked at April.
The expression was so wonderful that just as he was about to say something else, the old woman beside him sobbed while holding back her tears.
"Princess, I'm not lying to you, am I? In these ten or so villages, my old man and his team are the best at bragging. We've taken care of all the free work."
After the old woman finished speaking, she wiped away her tears and glanced at the old man in front of her. He was bragging so well that even she, with her shallow tear ducts, couldn't stand it.
“…………” Qin Chuchu’s mouth twitched.
She looked at the old woman in front of her, not knowing what to say. She looked at the people who gathered around her, and after a brief pause, waved at the people in front of her.
"Stop, stop, stop blowing!"
No wonder this song sounds familiar, emotions are the trumpets played when someone dies.
I can’t describe the feeling in my heart. The excitement I had just had is gone, and I feel like an eggplant hit by frost.
He looked at the man next to him, and before he could say anything, Han Muchen stood up.
"My beloved, I have something else to do, so I'll go and get busy first."
The man pursed his lips, trying his best to control the emotions on his face, stood up, patted Qin Chuchu's shoulder, and left without even turning his head.
I can't stay here any longer, or I'll lose control.
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