Chapter 86 This voice is too high-spirited!
Lin Yuan smiled and nodded at everyone: "You're welcome."
After that, several people walked out of the house with their instruments and sat in a corner prepared in advance.
Everyone briefly discussed which songs to play.
Generally speaking, funerals are nothing more than "Crying at the Fifth Watch", "Crying for the Emperor", "A Flower", "Crying for Farewell", "The Big Buddha Falls", "The Big Funeral", etc..
These songs are not difficult and can be played.
After determining the first song to be played, Lin Yuan picked up the suona and slowly put it to his mouth.
Just took a deep breath, but didn't have time to play.
The second uncle next to him hurriedly interrupted and shouted: "Wait a minute! Master Lin!"
Lin Yuan stopped and looked over without knowing why.
I saw the second uncle hurriedly took out a crumpled napkin from his pocket, tore off two small pieces, then squeezed it into a ball and stuffed it into his ears.
This operation made the people next to him dumbfounded.
All of a sudden, their eyes widened and they suddenly realized.
He quickly grabbed a napkin from his second uncle and blocked his ears.
The photographer stared at this scene blankly, a little confused: "What are they doing?"
The second uncle looked at him with disdain: "Young man, don't regret it later!"
As everyone was ready.
Lin Yuan put the suona to his mouth again.
At the same time, more than a dozen people rushed in at the gate.
From the white-haired old man to the children who just learned to walk, all were in mourning.
The customer saw the people coming and hurriedly went up to greet them: "Aunt, you are finally here, but it's a pity that my father didn't wait for you!"
As soon as the voice fell.
A suona sound that was even more sad and exciting than before resounded throughout the courtyard.
This sound seemed to carry a sickle, invisibly cutting every person who came to mourn in the courtyard.
With Lin Yuan as the center, it seemed as if a violent whirlwind had been set off in the courtyard, sweeping the whole place in an instant.
The aunt who came to pay her respects was about to speak, when suddenly, she felt a sadness from the depths of her soul. She knelt down on the spot in the direction of the coffin in the mourning hall and cried loudly. "Brother! My good brother! Why did you leave? I didn't have time to talk to you!" Not only him, but also the family members around him, all knelt down and cried bitterly as if they were possessed. In an instant, a wailing sound rang out in the whole courtyard. The sad crying sound seemed to be contagious, which moved everyone. Whether it was the neighbors or the chefs, they all burst into tears. The crying sounded through the sky, and the whole village was immersed in sadness. Lin Yuan was completely immersed in the performance at this moment, and he didn't pay any attention to the situation on the scene. Fortunately, the other uncles had made preparations in advance, so they resisted the sadness and continued to play. But even so, their noses couldn't help but feel sour. As for the photographer, it was miserable. He was closest to Lin Yuan, and the sound reached his ears first.
At this moment, I don’t know where I found a stick and hugged it to cry, as if telling the pain of being single for more than 20 years.
Not only that, the netizens in the live broadcast room were not much better.
Even across the screen, they all cried.
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——[Nima, this suona is poisonous. I hid in the quilt and cried secretly. Just now, my wife heard it, and she ran to ask me if the mistress was dead. I played it for her, and she cried and said sorry to me, and said that she must give birth to a son who belongs to us in the future. I was so moved. We already have three children, and she wants to give birth to me. This wife can’t be found even with a lantern! 】
——【I have decided to use this song as my wake-up ringtone in the future. If I can wake up, it’s fine. If I can’t wake up, I don’t have to wake up】
——【Suona: Hey, you are born! Suona: Hey, you are one month old! Suona: Hey, you are married! Suona: Hey, you have a baby! Suona: Hey, your child is married! Suona: Hey, your child has a baby! Suona: Hey, it’s the seventh day of your death! Suona: Hey, your grave has been moved! 】
——【You may not believe me if I can’t tell you. I haven’t gotten up yet. I am lying on the bed with the quilt on my head and my eyes closed. I put my phone next to the bed and listened to it! 】
In the yard, the sound of suona is still echoing, and the crying is getting more miserable.
Even the uncles who plugged their ears can’t stand it anymore.
Looking at the scene in front of them, several people are shocked and scared, and their faces seem to be wearing masks of pain.
What level is this?
The whole audience was in pain when the suona sounded!
If only the filial son and grandson were crying, it would be understandable.
But you even made the chef cry. Will they still be able to have a feast?
If this continues, they will not be able to bear it and will cry.
Fortunately, two minutes later, the song ended.
Lin Yuan put down the suona with reluctance and prepared to take a break.
But when he saw the scene, he was completely confused.
Especially when he saw the photographer holding a big wooden stake, his eyes almost popped out.
He immediately shouted in surprise: "Put down the wooden stake! What are you doing?"
The photographer was startled and immediately came back to his senses.
Looking at the big wooden stake in front of him, he was stunned.
He quickly let go and threw it aside, embarrassed and didn't even know where to put his hands.
He finally understood why the old man had blocked his ears before, this was too scary.
As the sound of the suona stopped, the crying gradually stopped, and everyone looked at each other in confusion after coming back to their senses.
The surrounding neighbors couldn't help but sigh when they saw this scene.
"Seeing these descendants crying so sadly, I couldn't help but shed tears. Lao Cheng's life has not been in vain. It can be seen that these descendants have a very good relationship with him."
"Yes, if I have these filial sons and grandsons lying in my coffin in the future, even if I die, I will be happy."
Hearing this, the others nodded secretly.
The tears of these juniors wearing sackcloth and mourning were sincere and did not look staged at all.
The tears flowed out as if they were for free, making people laugh.
However, they didn't know that the aunt and relatives who came to mourn were looking confused at this moment.
A filial son and a virtuous grandson?
Some people even forget what the deceased looked like.
I thought I would come to pay my respects with my elders and just go through the motions.
As a result, when I entered the yard, I couldn't help but kneel down and cry bitterly to release my inner sadness.
Could it be that he is possessed by evil spirits?
Fortunately, this sadness suddenly disappeared as the suona sound ended.
Under the leadership of the aunt, everyone came to the coffin to kowtow incense.
Lin Yuan looked at these filial piety men all crying with red eyes and runny noses, and felt a little emotional in his heart.
Thinking back to the deceased who had their limbs sold in the funeral home before, and then seeing how the juniors in front of me can be so sad, what else is it if it's not filial piety?
In order to respond to their filial piety, Lin Yuan also decided to brag harder.
He immediately picked up the suona, took a deep breath and started blowing again.
The uncles nearby saw this and hurriedly matched the rhythm.
As for the photographer, his ears had been blocked for a long time. He didn't want to experience the embarrassing scene of hugging a stake just now in his life.
A sad suona sound sounded again.
The expressions of everyone who was about to kneel down in front of the mourning hall suddenly changed.
Before they could react, an inexplicable sadness broke out again.
None of them could bear it anymore, and they all knelt on the ground and cried loudly.
For a time, the courtyard was once again filled with cries one after another.