"Is he really that godly?" Fan Huai's frown deepened.
"I haven't heard of it before, but when the elders in the village talk about it, their faces are full of admiration…"
The old man in charge narrowed his eyes." When the old Chinese doctor from Qu He Village was gone, it was about 50 years ago.
I've seen it before.
At that time, there was no sound system, but the tune of the suona could be heard clearly from miles away.
The old Chinese doctor already had a lot of descendants.
Many people in Qu He Village who had received the old Chinese doctor's kindness could not help but kneel down to send him off.
Master Su could brag now, but he didn't know if he could hear it.
Is he boasting the same as the crippled old master back then…"
Hearing the two elders say this.
Fan Huai had no choice but to believe it.
It couldn't be helped. When his grandfather was alive, he wanted to send him off with a suona.
Although he was still a little unconvinced, there was nothing he could do.
The old master in charge was afraid that Fan Huai would disobey the rules of the town.
She reminded him again.
"Fan Huai, your grandfather used to joke with me. He said that if I could praise him after he died, I wouldn't have lived my life in vain!”
As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.
Fan Huai's eyes lit up as he turned to his father.
"Dad! My grandfather did a lot of good things for the village when he was alive.
Every New Year, he would give some money to the elderly in the village.
The dirt road in front of the village was also built by our family.
Also, some of the young people in the village went to work in the city, so I helped take care of them.
So... how about letting Master Su brag about how all birds pay homage to the phoenix?”
Fan Xin sucked in a breath of cold air and fell into deep thought.
Speaking of which, her father did all these things for the sake of face.
And the money spent was all Fan Huai's money.
According to the specifications of the past, the suona craftsman could play a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix.
His son was probably thinking too simply.
"Dad, we can give Master Su more money.
If it doesn't work, we can just donate the money to the village!”
Hearing his son's words, Fan Xin's face softened a lot.
That was true…
Master Su of the Su family's class was so young.
He probably wouldn't be as stubborn as the suona craftsman in town.
The young man's brain was full of life. If he could earn a thousand, he could even earn a hundred?
If it was on the day of his father's funeral...
If Master Su really played such a song, then within a hundred years, who wouldn't give the Fan family a thumbs up?
His son had taken a private jet home this time!
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his face.
What Fan Huai lacked the least right now was money.
He was more confident about this matter.
What was the point of living one's life?
Wasn't it just for profit when he was alive and for fame after he died!
I'll give that Master Su some interest!
Master Su gave him a name!
If money couldn't move him, she would have to use some connections.
Let that Master Su appear on television or in the newspapers.
She even helped him release an album of suona songs!
She didn't believe that he wouldn't agree.
Thinking of this, he felt that this matter was almost certain.
"Then?" Fan Xin asked his son.
"Dad, I'll go and see Master Su.”Fan Huai had victory in his hands!
Speaking of which, it was a big song.
No matter what, his son was a celebrity.
At the same time, it was easier to communicate with young people.
Fan Xin agreed.
He found a junior from the main family to lead the way for Fan Huai.
More and more people gathered around the Fan family.
When Fan Huai went out, he was wearing a pair of sunglasses.
However, because of the filial piety token on his arm, many people still recognized him.
At this time, the bodyguards around him were very useful.
Fan Huai entered the car under the protection of his bodyguards.
The driver started the car under the command of the young man from the same generation as him.
He drove straight to Master Su's house.
Fan Huai also took advantage of the short gap.
He took out his phone and logged into his Weibo.
The popularity and comments of her mourning for her grandfather on Weibo had increased by quite a bit!
Many good friends in the industry, actors, singers, and directors also expressed their condolences.
There were also many fans and netizens who wanted to know the aftermath of their grandfather's funeral.
He thought about it.
Fan Huai wrote a new Weibo post.
Grandpa's funeral will be held the day after tomorrow. According to Grandpa's will, we will invite our local suona craftsman to perform for Grandpa.
After thinking for a while, he added in what he had heard from the master and his father.
Celebrities like them were very knowledgeable when it came to posting on Weibo.
That was to maintain his character.
Therefore, Fan Huai's Weibo, in addition to the ones he had edited earlier, also explained the rules of the town's suona craftsmen.
What four, eight, hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix…
In the end.
His grandfather loved traditional culture all his life and had done many good things for the village and the town.
I think he's worthy of the song 'All Birds Pay Homecoming to the Phoenix'.
Originally, many netizens thought that Fan Huai would turn his grandfather's funeral into a scene of a nouveau riche.
Fan Huai had cleverly turned this matter into a matter of " positive energy."
"It's a good funeral to promote traditional culture.”
"If that's the case, I think the old master is worthy of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix!”
"Speaking of which, I thought I would bring a band for the old man. This funeral is quite good.”
"This is the rule of the village. The suona is quite friendly.”
"When in Rome, do as the locals do. You've done well. Grandpa will be very happy if he knows.”
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At the same time, this Weibo post also made the song "All Birds Pay Homage to the Phoenix" appear in front of the public for the first time.
To this world.
A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix was similar to other folk songs like " Su Wu Shepherds the Sheep " and " Sighing at the Fireworks ".
Not to mention that some people had heard of it before, it was the first time most people had heard of it.
This led to some netizens who were just purely excited to be suspicious.
"This song sounds so mysterious. I've never heard of it before!”
"Do people still use suona at funerals nowadays? Isn't this a bad habit?"
"I heard that in the past, they used the suona because they didn't have any sound system. The tone of the suona was high, so I really don't understand what's so good about it.”
" I think this custom in the countryside is a bit of a comparison. It should be abolished…"
…………
Dealing with these comments.
Fan Huai did not comment.
With bootlickers, there would be trolls, and at the same time, there would be rational netizens.
This seemed to have become the norm on the Internet.
Therefore, he didn't mind.
Soon, under the command of the junior, the car stopped in an inconspicuous small courtyard.
In order to show his utmost sincerity.
Fan Huai had the others stay outside the door while he knocked on the knocker lightly.
"Enter!"
A magnetic voice came from the courtyard.
He nodded and took off his sunglasses.
However, when he walked to the courtyard and saw the young and handsome face in the main room, he was a little stunned.
Unlike him, the young man had an indifferent expression.
He was writing something on a piece of paper with a brush in his hand. He didn't even look up." What's the matter?”
Fan Huai coughed and regained his usual aura." Hello, I'm looking for Master Su."”
The young man still did not look up." I am."”
Fan Huai's expression was a little ugly. This was the first time he had been ignored." I'm looking for the class master of the Su Family's class.”
"Yes, I am!" The young man raised his head and put down his pen.
It seemed that his writing was completed.
Fan Huai glanced sideways. It was two lines of large characters.
Small hidden in the wild, big hidden in the city
He didn't understand calligraphy, but his words were quite meaningful.
He shook his head gently.
Facing this young man who looked to be around 20 years old.
Fan Huai, who was almost forty years old, felt as if he had just debuted as a walk-on and was as cautious as a famous director.
He coughed lightly and put away his messy thoughts.
When he raised his head again, he had already regained his usual celebrity aura.
"Hello, Master Su. I want you to help my grandfather brag about how all birds pay homage to the phoenix!”
Su Ming's gaze was strange." All birds pay homage to the phoenix?”
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