Chapter 122 He deserves the song of "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix"!
Qin San sighed. He and the old principal have been friends for many years and they have a very good relationship.

"What are you doing?"

He and his disciples were fully armed, holding musical instruments in their hands.

Suona, erhu, flute, shakuhachi...

"His son found me and asked me to play four sets for him to send his old friend off."

"Are you really going to play only four?"

Qin San smiled and said, "The four players are not worthy of my old friend! In this 800-li mountain and river, he is one of the few who is worthy of me blowing the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix!"

[A hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix? Finally I can hear the legendary "a hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix"! 】

[I want to hear how good the song "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" that Kawasaki-kun longs for is! ]

【Didn't he say that only people of high moral character and prestige are worthy of being worshipped by hundreds of birds?】

【Based on what the old principal has done, isn't he highly respected? 】

After a while, the old principal's son came back.

He was covered in dust, and his knees were covered in dirt.

Without even having time to drink a sip of water, he knelt down again with a plop, greeting everyone who walked into the mourning hall.

This is called helping our ancestors to atone for their sins!
No matter what offenses the deceased had committed during his lifetime, now that the predecessor has passed away and the descendants are kneeling, all grudges are wiped out!

Even children have to kneel down, regardless of their generation.

In fact, who did the old principal offend in his life?

Everyone who has been with him gives him a thumbs up and praises him.

He did this simply to follow the thousand-year-old tradition.

"Anna, why don't you just stay outside?"

Chen Lu was afraid of scaring Anna, after all, the old principal had passed away.

"No, I also want to see the old principal off."

"Ok."

Chen Lu walked in holding Anna's hand. He turned off the live broadcast before entering the mourning hall. This was the minimum respect for the old principal.

I saw the old principal lying on the bed he had stayed on before he died. There was a bowl on the bedside. The bowl was filled with oil and a cotton wick was lit. This was an eternal lamp.

He took Anna to light a stick of incense and put it into the incense burner, and smoke rose up.

The villagers went in one after another to see the old principal for the last time.

Many of them had studied in rural schools and could not help crying.

After everyone in the village has expressed their condolences, it is time to officially hold the funeral.

Although many places have abolished burials and switched to cremation.

But in Shihe Village, most villagers still choose burial.

Our bodies and hair are given by our parents, and we dare not damage them.

They believe that this is both a way of showing filial piety to their parents and a way for their bodies to return to the earth.

When the old principal's son came out again, he was wearing mourning clothes.

He walked in front and was responsible for carrying the coffin.

The eldest son carried the coffin and sent his father on his final journey.

The villagers gathered together to help.

A child was standing in the middle of the road. Although he was small, his voice was loud.

"You guys listened to the call!"

"My dear men, I am the only one shouting, please join in the fun!"

"I'll yell or yell, just bear with me, just follow me!"

"The coffin is in the middle, and people walk on both sides!"

"The cart pulling the coffin is as steady as a rock!"

"Be careful with your steps, and take each step steadily!"

Every time a sentence was shouted, the villagers would respond in unison.

"Raise the coffin!"

He waved his hand, and the villagers came forward and lifted the coffin steadily!

[Ward? Who can tell me what this little Chinese boy is doing? ]

[It sounds like someone is shouting slogans or something.] [Although I don’t understand, why do I feel like crying?]

[Me too, tears just flowed uncontrollably! ]

[I feel like what he said must be very important, otherwise why would everyone agree with him? ]

"Honey, where is he?"

The little boy was shouting in dialect, which Anna could hardly understand.

"This is a call to cheer everyone up, and it can also drive away the demons from all directions. After the call is finished, the funeral can begin."

"Then why was he the one shouting? He looks like a little boy of twelve or thirteen!"

Although he shouted very well and sounded very passionate.

But he is just a kid!
When it comes to something as serious as the death of an elderly person, shouldn’t adults be the ones to take action?

And there were so many adults standing nearby, but no one had any objection?

Chen Lu smiled and said, "You don't understand this. Although he is young, he is older than me. The adults standing next to him basically have to call him uncle!"

"what?"

Anna was surprised. How could these people in their forties and fifties call this teenage kid uncle?
But she looked at Chen Lu and he looked very serious, not like he was joking at all.

"Well, what should you call him then?"

Chen Lu thought for a moment and said, "I'm not often in the village, so I'm not very clear. If I remember correctly, I should call him uncle."

Anna couldn't help but burst out laughing.

[I am dying of laughter. Is that boy his uncle? ]

[You must be kidding, he is obviously much bigger than the little boy! ]

[It doesn't look like a joke. ]

[Even we Chinese people can’t figure out the generations in the countryside, let alone you foreigners! ]

"Laugh, what's so funny?"

Anna realized that she shouldn’t laugh, and quickly stopped laughing: “Yes, I’m sorry, dear, I shouldn’t laugh.”

In fact, according to the old principal’s age, it is considered a happy funeral in the countryside.

There's no need to be so sad.

But the old principal had such a high status in everyone's heart that no one wanted to let him go.

Qin San's apprentice walked in front.

The suona leads the way, dispelling all the evil spirits and demons, as well as the imps that block the road.

The eldest son followed behind with the coffin, and behind them was a huge funeral procession.

Almost everyone in the village who could walk came out to see the old principal off for the last time.

Qin San and Chen Lu walked together.

He wanted to save some energy so that he could play the song "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" when he got to the destination and give his old friend a proper farewell.

After all, I'm old and time is unforgiving.

To blow the song "Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" completely, the physical strength and energy consumed are enormous.

We must take this time to recuperate.

On the other hand, Kawasaki's wedding was also held today.

He is very interested in Chinese culture, so he chose a traditional Chinese wedding.

The bride has been picked up and even the sedan chair with eight bearers is ready.

Letting the bride sit in a sedan chair carried by eight people is really a great show!

Isn’t this huge and long procession much more majestic than a Western-style wedding procession?

"You guys play the music for me well, and you'll get the money after the show!"

Kawasaki was wearing a bright red Chinese wedding dress, sitting on a tall horse with his head held high and chest puffed out. A bright red flower was tied on his chest, and he looked very happy.

Following behind him was the master of Japanese musical instruments, whom he had hired at a high price.

"Don't worry, Kawasaki-kun, we will do our best!"

Oh, old man, do you really regard your Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix as a treasure?

If you don't want my money, I won't serve you anymore!
What a crap suona, it's far inferior to our Japanese musical instruments!
Kawasaki's wedding was also broadcast live throughout the process.

(End of this chapter)