When it was bright and sunny, Su Chen walked up the mountainside along the mountain road and arrived near Principal Tang's mourning hall.

Dressed in an ancient style and plain clothes, it attracted the attention of many people.

The suona in his hand was wrapped in special black by him.

It wasn't revealed, but the Zhuoran aura emanating from the whole body was not easily approached by ordinary people.

His eyes scanned the surroundings.

Principal Tang's mourning hall is an abandoned school halfway up the mountain.

The broken walls are already hard to recognize. This was once a place where reading was loud.

As the sky gradually became brighter, more and more people gathered up along the foot of the mountain.

They walked slowly towards the half-mountain slope, like a stream upstream, endless.

Among these people, some were former students of Principal Tang, and some were residents of the town.

There are also people from the surrounding towns.

In their hands they were carrying a few lines of paper money, or wreaths.

They put the paper money on the mourning hall. In front of the mourning hall, there are many flowers, surrounded by Tang Ying's photos.

The wreaths are placed on both sides of the mourning hall. If they cannot be placed, they will be moved to the old school wall next to them.

Afterwards, Juan'er, who was standing by the side, handed them the filial piety clothes and filial hats that had been prepared for a long time.

Putting on filial piety clothes and hats, they kowtowed to Principal Tang in front of the coffin in the mourning hall.

Similarly, Juan'er wanted to greet the guests and kowtow in return.

With more and more guests coming, the abandoned school halfway up the mountain looks white from a distance.

The white filial robes, the white mourning hall, and the white elegiac couplet wreath.

Before I knew it, it was eight o'clock in the morning.

Instead, more and more people came to the foot of the mountain.

Except for Principal Tang's former students and residents of the town.

Su Chen looked around and found that many children were walking towards this abandoned school on the hillside under the leadership of adults with white corsages on their chests.

These children are all students of Principal Tang.

The parents brought their children to see Principal Tang for a ride.

On the way to the mourning hall, Su Chen also inquired about Principal Tang, and learned something:

There is no school in Huayi Town, and then to the village primary school that was temporarily established. There are only a few students in the small classroom. The children of school age are busy with farm work and cannot take time to study, and the family is not willing to spend extra expenses. ; The elderly at home feel that it is more useful to let their children do some farm work than to send them to school. It is precisely because of this that the teachers who support the teaching leave batches after batches, and the education of the students is even more difficult.

Faced with such a predicament, Principal Tang did not retreat without knowing the difficulty. On the one hand, she visited various families in Huayi Town, and persuaded them to send their children to schools for education; on the other hand, she ran around in various related institutions. , to create better conditions for children to go to school, and to find more teachers who are willing to come to teach.

The hard work pays off. Principal Tang's 18 years of perseverance has finally successfully established a town school, so that children of all grades can receive education here! In exchange for these 18 years of hard work, every child can not give up reading because of poverty, and in exchange for that immature face full of hope and longing! In exchange, that voice came from the heart of Mother Tang!

Standing halfway up the mountain, Su Chen looked in the direction of the mountain road, imagining the scenes where Tang Ying endured the pain, sweating, and walking on various difficult and bumpy mountain roads.

Hard work, but firm!

More and more men and women, young and old, walked to this abandoned school, lined up in a long line, walked to the mourning hall to send wreaths, knelt on their knees, offered incense, and kowtowed!

Seeing this scene, many villagers in the crowd couldn't help but squeeze out of the crowd, just to go to Principal Tang's mourning hall and kowtow to Principal Tang!

The crying was suppressed.

Coupled with the whiteness of the surrounding area, it was like something was holding everyone's heart.

It's depressing and uncomfortable.

Almost the entire Huayi Town came to attend the funeral.

Sometimes they lowered their heads to wipe their tears, sometimes they missed the life of Principal Tang, and no one could laugh.

Inside the mourning hall, Xiao Ai looked at Juan'er angrily, gritted her teeth:

"Everyone raised money to ask you to go to invite suona. You told me at this time that you didn't come? Do you think it's a child's play for such a big event as a funeral!?"

"Do you think I don't want to? You haven't seen the arrogant appearance of Class Leader Li, otherwise you would..."

Juan'er said with an aggrieved expression, feeling a little regretful in her heart.

She didn't expect so many people to come to the funeral, let alone that the scene would be so exaggerated!

Unexpected students, who are born with filial piety, can cover half of the mountain!

The man hid aside, not daring to speak.

Xiao Ai's eyes were flushed with anger, and her whole body was shaking!

At this moment, a rough voice was suddenly heard from outside the mourning hall!

"Li Jiaban, the suona is here!"

A very penetrating voice, in the entire calm and solemn funeral scene, it is particularly abrupt!

Rough and penetrating voice, with a solemn sense of ritual.

The crowd outside the mourning hall was like a fading snow-white tide, slowly moving towards both sides.

A temporary path about one meter wide was separated.

At the end of the path, a middle-aged man appeared with a suona with a black handle!

"Master Li!"

"Master Li is here!"

"The head of the Li family class, Li Hongzheng!"

The people around said in a low voice that the Li family is also a famous team in this eight townships. It is extremely difficult for anyone to invite them to the stage if they have something to do.

I just don't know, how many Li Jiaban did you invite this time?

Hearing the voices outside, the people in the mourning hall also came out quickly. Juan'er was extremely surprised when she saw Li Hongzheng's first glance.

After all, when Li Hongzheng rejected him yesterday, he was so resolute.

But at this moment, how could she dare to blame Class Master Li.

He hurriedly bowed and greeted him respectfully.

After the salute, Juan'er raised her eyes to look at Class Master Li opposite.

Li Hong's expression did not fluctuate, and he walked towards the mourning hall with a solemn expression.

Behind him, several apprentices also appeared!

The three apprentices each hold a suona.

Plus Li Hongzheng's handle.

A total of four suonas appeared in front of her.

Four!

Two large suonas, one medium suona and one small suona!

These are the four most powerful suonaists in Li Jiaban.

Some young people didn't know the rules, so they quickly asked their elders for advice:

"Uncle, why are there several sets of suonas? How many sets?"

"Suonas are also very particular. If you have four, you have eight. If you live, you will carry four or eight large sedan chairs. When you die, you will have four or eight suonas!"

"I see!"

"Four, how come four!?"

"Sitai bowed and saluted, and eight filial sons knelt down to greet him. Just now this woman bowed and saluted, it seems that she has invited Sitai!"

"The four TV stations that Mr. Li himself blew up are not bad!"

Everyone was obviously disappointed and comforted each other. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

According to their expectations, with the identity of Principal Tang, no matter what, it must be the eight suonas who opened the way!

Looking at the scene in front of me, it seems that there are only four suonas!

Outside the mourning hall, Xiao Ai's tears flowed out at once, and she didn't know whether it was anger or grievance for a while.

But soon, everyone's eyes changed!

Juan'er's eyes narrowed, as if she couldn't believe what she saw!

Three more apprentices followed from behind, holding various musical instruments in their hands.

Erhu, flute, sheng!

The last burly man was carrying a drum!

The faces of the eight people are all solemn, with a few traces of sadness!

It turned out to be eight!

Su Chen, who was watching the funeral not far away, nodded with satisfaction when he saw this scene, and the eight suonas opened the way!

Only worthy of Principal Tang's farewell!

Eight suonas,

Dutiful son kneels to welcome him!

Juan'er looked excited and knelt down quickly.

Eight suonas, eight suonas played by Class Master Li himself!

This is Li Jiaban's respect for Principal Tang.

The guests wearing filial piety in the distance, the students of Principal Tang, and the villagers in Huayi Town were all moved when they saw this scene.

She was even more excited, her eyes were all red, she was holding back her tears...

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