Chang Sheng Gou Said: Play The Suona At The Beginning, Mourn The Funeral And Cultivate Immortality

Bai Yu breathed a sigh of relief, squeezed out of the crowd, and bowed to all directions.

He bowed to Manager Wu and Taoist Lin Jiu each.

Taoist priest Lin Jiu nodded calmly.

Everyone else was just trying to please Manager Wu and basically ignored him.

Bai Yu is satisfying first of all in terms of politeness.

Taoist priest Lin Jiu took the initiative and asked:

"My little friend, what are your specialties?"

Bai Yu replied confidently:

"I'm good at playing suona."

"A song of "The Big Funeral" is dedicated to the audience and friends at the scene."

He took a deep breath and blew the suona.

When the suona sounds, parents raise money in vain.

A heart-breaking song, where can I find a close friend in the world?

The melodious sound of suona suppressed the noisy crowd.

The sad tune evokes sadness in everyone's hearts.

Some of them had red eyes, not knowing whether they were thinking of their deceased parents or their married lovers.

When the song ended, there was silence in the venue, and everyone remained silent for a long time.

Lin Jiudao Chang nodded frequently and sighed:

"Sorrowful but not sad, longing for the past, the suona sound even has a little soul-soothing effect."

"This kid was born to eat this bowl of rice."

He asked again:

"Little brother, I see you are full of energy and blood. Have you practiced martial arts?"

Bai Yu nodded and said:

"The Taoist priest has a keen eye. I have indeed practiced a few tricks."

Taoist priest Lin Jiu nodded repeatedly:

"Having practiced martial arts, I have plenty of energy and blood, and I am very confident and courageous."

"The most rare thing is that this suona song is almost perfect, and it is already comparable to the funeral."

Manager Wu on the side heard this and had an idea in his mind.

It can be seen that Taoist Lin Jiu admires this suona boy very much.

This boy is indeed very good, and can be said to be the best candidate for Yizhuang's handyman.

Even if all these hundreds of people were chosen, 80% of the time it would be this Suona boy who would be chosen.

In this case, it's better to give Lin Jiu some face.

I don't have to be out in the wind and sun. Wouldn't it be nice to go to Chunfeng Tower to find someone to relax my muscles and bones?

He opened his mouth and said:

"Since Taoist Master Lin Jiu likes him very much, there is no need to choose any more. Let's just choose this kid who plays the suona."

Bai Yu was overjoyed when he heard this, and bowed his hands to Manager Wu and Taoist Lin Jiu.

Others in the field were extremely disappointed, and hundreds of people started making noises.

Some knew that they were not as strong as Bai Yu and left dejectedly.

Some shouted that it was unfair. They did not dare to question the four people who used the back door. They only dared to be jealous of Bai Yu who entered through his own ability.

But those who originally planned to enter through the back door had a grudge against Bai Yu, thinking that he had taken their spot.

Everyone was about to start a fuss. Manager Wu slammed the table and shouted coldly:

"Why are you arguing? If you continue to argue, there will be no place to bury you if you die."

This sentence immediately stunned everyone present.

Everyone dispersed reluctantly.

Manager Wu stood up slowly and stretched:

"Taoist Master Lin, I'll leave this boy to Yizhuang. I'm very tired today. I have to go to Chunfeng Tower to relax my muscles and bones."

After that, Manager Wu left with a few boys.

Taoist priest Lin ordered a handyman named Zhu Tong to take Bai Yu to settle down.

This Zhu Tong is nicknamed Bailingtong, and he is very good at getting things done.

After chatting for a few words, he became familiar with Bai Yu as brothers, which made Bai Yu feel less strange.

"Brother Bai, take your identity tag and this set of handyman clothes. From now on, you will be a member of our Yizhuang."

Bai Yu took the clothes and identity tag and said:

"Thank you, Brother Tong, for your leadership. However, I don't understand one thing. Could you please help me?"

Zhu Tong said:

"Brother Bai, if you don't understand anything, just ask."

Bai Yu said:

"Didn't we recruit five people this time? Where are the others besides me?"

Zhu Tong smiled and said:

"You don't understand this. They just take money and don't work. They only register in Yizhuang."

He said to Bai Yu mysteriously:

"Brother Bai, let me tell you, our Yizhuang has a total of more than fifty establishments. How many people do you think there are now?"

Bai Yu hesitated and said:

"Yizhuang is so big, it seems to have hundreds of rooms, and there must be at least thirty or forty people in it."

Zhu Tong shook his head:

"You are still too young. There should be fifty-six people in Yizhuang, but there are actually six, and there is one who just wants money."

"Everything else does not need to be done. There is a saying that 'doing things without doing things, doing things without doing things'."

"The only ones who are really busy here are us handymen."

Bai Yu was shocked.

This is too outrageous, co-writing is just a fraction.

At this time, Zhu Tong led Bai Yu to a hall and said:

"This is where Director Wu Dewu works. He is usually in charge of monthly salary and other matters."

"You go find him to get him some quilts and get a room."

He pulled Bai Yu again and reminded in a low voice:

"Wu Mazi is the nephew of Manager Wu, nicknamed Wu De Wu, please have a snack."

When Bai Yu entered the hall, he saw a pockmarked man who was also very fat and looked like a small manager Wu.

At this time, he was lying on the rocking chair with squinted eyes.

On the table next to him, a pot of tea was brewed, and the tea was fragrant.

Bai Yu had an impression that one of the people who was busy around Manager Wu seemed to be this wicked Wu with a pockmarked face.

Bai Yu stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said:

"Director Wu, I'm Bai Yu, the new handyman, please come and order your hair, and then get the bedding."

Wu De slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Bai Yu.

He first picked up the small teapot from the side and took a sip, and then said calmly:

"What a coincidence, there are no beddings here anymore. You should go out and buy a few sets first to deal with them."

“I’ll give it to you when the money is allocated from above.”

Zhu Tong said from the side:

"Director Wu, are you going to give me a room and let Brother Bai settle down first?"

Wu De glared:

"The rooms are all public, how can we just grant them to others?"

"For occupying public property, the higher-ups will blame you. Can you afford it?"

Bai Yu understood clearly after hearing this.

The job advertisement said accommodation was included, but Wu Lin, the wicked man, changed his mind because he wanted to get some money.

The king of hell is easy to mess with, and the little devil is difficult to deal with. Such villains are everywhere.

Bai Yu took out a bunch of copper coins from his arms and said:

"Director Wu, I was in a hurry when I came down, and I didn't bring any gifts. With this little money, I can treat Director Wu to a cup of tea."

Wu De weighed it casually and estimated that there were two to three hundred coins.

He then put on a smile and seemed to have remembered something:

"I just remembered that twenty more quilts were brought down a few days ago. They are in the utility room. Just pick one up as you see fit."

"By the way, there are many houses in our righteous village that are used to receive funeral relatives and friends, and they are usually unoccupied."

"Xiao Bai, go and choose a room in the herringbone courtyard. This is also to make your work more convenient."

With Bade Wu's nod, Bai Yu settled down.

He chose a relatively remote courtyard to facilitate his future martial arts practice.

That night, Bai Yu looked at the moon outside the window, full of expectation:

"The funeral will begin tomorrow, and a happy life will begin."

Bai Yu was very happy thinking of the endless funeral rewards.