Chapter 263 The person who requested the song

Deng Neng suggested: "Actually, you can sell the fried rice for twelve yuan. The portion is so big, selling it for ten yuan is too much, especially the fried rice with meat."

Uncle: "I dare not sell it so expensively. If the price increases, they will go to other places to eat."

Deng Neng couldn't understand: "It's just two yuan..."

Ma Xiaoshu took two portions of sausage fried rice to the two takeaway guys, told them to eat well, and walked back and said: "The difference between two dollars is too big. In the past, when I was running errands to deliver takeout, as long as I was not hungry, I would even

I couldn’t bear to eat at the roadside stalls, do you know what I ate then?”

Deng Neng: "Instant noodles?"

Ma Xiaoshu laughed: "Instant noodles are so luxurious! I always eat in the school cafeteria. In the afternoon, I get two meals and one vegetable. After eating one, I go to work. When I come back in the middle of the night, I soak the rice in boiling water to eat. Two meals and one meat.

Vegetarian dishes only cost ten yuan, which is cheaper in school cafeterias. Do you think I dare to eat at a roadside stall?"

At this time, a delivery boy said: "We don't usually eat out, but tonight we took on a load and unload job tonight, so we have to eat more and continue working."

Ma Xiaoshu: "Thank you for your hard work. If I had known earlier, I would have given you more food."

The two of them said enough was enough.

Deng Neng never knew that in today's society, there are still people who are living so hard. They are completely speechless and panicked, so they go to help with the work.

The later the time is, the fewer people are eating.

A middle-aged man in a plaid shirt ordered a portion of bacon fried rice and a bottle of Erguotou. After finishing the meal in silence, he suddenly asked Ma Xiaoshu: "Can I ask you to sing a song?"

Ma Xiaoshu wiped his hands with his apron and sat next to him: "Have you heard of my song?"

The middle-aged man took a sip of wine: "I even voted for you. I like the song "Nan Shan Nan"."

Ma Xiaoshu: "Then I can only sing a cappella without a guitar."

The middle-aged man thought for a moment: "Let's forget it. It's time for me to go back and work overtime."

Ma Xiaoshu: "What do you do?"

"Programmer, I have been living in the company recently. I am almost thirty-five and can't work anymore..."

"Fortunately."

"Why are the houses in the suburbs of Mingzhu not as good as those in the city center? You still have to repay the mortgage for 50 years, so why is it different?"

"Is your life unsatisfactory lately?"

"Actually, there is no change, everything is the same, everything is the same..."

The programmer didn't want to say anything, so he just lowered his head and drank.

Ma Xiaoshu stopped asking.

After a while, he added: "I graduated from a prestigious university and know a lot of truths, but why can't I live my life well...I suddenly feel panicked recently. If I lose this job, I don't know what I will be able to rely on in the next few decades."

Mortgage..."

Ma Xiaoshu couldn't comfort him: "I'll give you a new song. The song is called "The Song Requester"."

Then, he hummed quietly:

I’ll give this song to you who are frustrated

Whether it is joy or sorrow, it is destined by fate.

Don't torture yourself

I’ll give this song to you who are confused

The vicissitudes of life outside the house and the past inside the house

Say goodbye to last night's sorrow

La la la la la la

Oh Baba Oh Baba

Deng Neng said to Ma Xiaoshu: "You made people cry by singing."

Ma Xiaoshu shrugged: "He needs to vent."

The programmer left in tears. Ma Xiaoshu left without singing a few lines, saying that his boss was urging him to go back and work overtime. From now on, he could only listen to the rest of Ma Xiaoshu's new song online.

After midnight.

On the phone, Guo Feijing and Yue Yungang were already having late-night snacks. They asked Ma Xiaoshu and Deng Neng where the two people who enjoyed the nightlife had gone. Why they hadn’t seen anyone for a long time. They also teased them about whether they should abide by the law and not go there.

place to enjoy.

They divided the group into two teams, one for the stall owners selling marshmallows, and the other for the stall owners selling jewelry. The recording was quickly completed and the value was increased.

It's not easy for a stall owner selling marshmallows. He lives in a small hotel for 71 days and has to go to a different place to set up a stall every day. Each marshmallow only sells for 30 yuan.

It is even harder for women who sell jewelry. Not only do they have to run around setting up stalls, but they also have to take time out to travel to Europe every month to buy jewelry with a strong artistic flavor and sell it back. The place they live in is even more frugal, with a one-bedroom apartment in an old alley.

hall.

After these two waves of recording, the program team felt very down-to-earth and prepared to embody the emotions when editing.

On the other side, Ma Xiaoshu and Deng Neng set up their stall with the fried rice stall owner. At one o'clock, there were no more pedestrians on the roadside, and the uncle was ready to close the stall.

Deng Neng suggested taking the stall owner home and letting him take the show crew's car.

The stall owner was very embarrassed: "I can't take the bus, I want to get my stall back."

His fried rice stall is a modified human tricycle, which is convenient for maneuvering when being driven by the urban management.

Ma Xiaoshu said: "You tell me your address and I will help you ride back and you take the car. No need to refuse, we are just recording the show to experience life."

So, Ma Xiaoshu rode a tricycle, which had pots, pans, and folding tables and stools. It was still very heavy, but Ma Xiaoshu was very strong, so it was very easy to ride.

The place where the stall is set up is in the most prosperous area of ​​Mingzhu City, but the place where the stall owner lives is in a self-built house in the countryside on the outskirts of the city. It is far away. It took Ma Xiaoshu almost an hour to get there. If it were the stall owner, he would have to pay more.

longer.

The uncle locked the tricycle in the yard with an iron chain and moved the seasonings, ingredients, pots, etc. back to the rental house for fear of being taken away.

The rental house was a four-square-meter bathroom renovated. The space was extremely small. Next to the squatting pit was the bed. There was a child sleeping on the bed. There were neat textbooks on the small table beside the bed. There were piles of debris in the corner of the house. Directly opposite

There is a Q-version calendar hanging on the wall, with a few words written on it:

"Life is like this, just smile and it will be fine."

Deng Neng had shallow eye sockets. When he saw this scene, he secretly went outside to wipe his tears.

Ma Xiaoshu was so used to it that he whispered to his uncle: "How much is the monthly rent for this room?"

The uncle was very embarrassed: "One thousand, it is more expensive in the city and I can't afford to live there."

Ma Xiaoshu: "I have lived in a smaller house than this one, and it was also very expensive. Where is my sister-in-law?"

Uncle: "She works the night shift."

Ma Xiaoshu: "Very good! Has the house been repaired in my hometown?"

The uncle rarely smiled: "It's been repaired. The elderly stay at home during the day. We won't go back until the Chinese New Year."

After a few more pleasantries, Ma Xiaoshu and the program team said goodbye to the stall owner and took the car back to the hotel.

Deng Neng was sitting in the car crying. He asked Ma Xiaoshu: "Aren't you even touched or feel pitiful?"

Ma Xiaoshu looked puzzled: "They are not pitiful. What's wrong with making a living by themselves? And the children are also with you, which is great! The work is very hard, and the living is very shabby. It's nothing. This is how most people in the world live.

It’s just that you never knew it. Ha, there are no real poor people in movies and TV dramas nowadays.”

Deng Neng: "But, this is too bitter."

Ma Xiaoshu smiled: "There are many people who are more miserable than them. At least they have a head start."

Deng Neng was speechless. He could not imagine what the life of the more miserable person Ma Xiaoshu said was like.

Ma Xiaoshu added: "The glamorous Pearl City will never belong to them, nor do they belong here. They are just passers-by. I just hope that the country will prosper and the society will treat them well. What we can do is to create more fun programs to let them work hard.

Besides, have fun."

Deng Neng suddenly sighed: "I finally know why you are so popular."

What if not?

Ma Xiaoshu is an ordinary low-level person, and it is normal for him to be liked and supported by the general public. Even during the competition, many of the votes Ma Xiaoshu received came from "retaliatory" votes from people at the bottom, just like the big programmer brother before him.

Deng Neng said: "How about we donate some money to the uncle?"

Ma Xiaoshu sternly refused: "Don't do that! Although they are poor, they are very hardworking and they have their own dignity."

After the program aired, the comments were very emotional:

"It has to be Ma Xiaoshu, look at how bourgeois the stall owners in those two groups are."

"I've never seen anyone living in a hotel and setting up a street vendor."

"Deng Neng cried miserably..."

"I cried watching it."
To be continued...