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Chapter 1430 Cangshan Regrets
Behind, the young man who was stuffed with the box in his hand by Monk Yang had a resentful look on his face.

Brother Yang, you are so courteous and let us work hard, it's too much!

Then he saw Monk Yang mouth something and point to the box.

They were puzzled for a few seconds, then stared suddenly.

"Wow! This is a backpack!"

"Mr. Yunzhong is in my hands!"

"Wow, this pattern is really Lord Yunzhong! It's so beautiful!"

"Come on, let me hold it!"

"I'll carry it!"

"You've been carrying it for several seconds, it's my turn!"

"Young people nowadays are so innocent and enthusiastic." Monk Yang shook his head.

What is there to argue about with a Yunzhongjun?When Brother Wang wears "He Bo", he is handsome!

Tsk, I'll show you guys when I turn around...

Wait, it seems that the belly is getting bigger again, I don't know if I can wear it...

Just as several people were scrambling to carry the suitcases behind, Gu Xiaobai and the others had already walked into the small courtyard.

This is a typical old and dilapidated small community. The shortage of housing in Shanghai has been famous all over the world decades ago.

The houses in these communities are not big, and the floor space of the buildings is not large.

Even the small open space between the two buildings is not that big.

As soon as he entered the community, he heard the sound of suona.

"Huh?" Gu Xiaobai and Cao Baodong looked at each other.

This melody is very familiar. It is the extremely "irritating" suona that Cao Baodong replaced the electric guitar in Gu Xiaobai's "Dream Back to the Tang Dynasty".

It's just that the suona player's skills are not good enough, and the timbre control is not in place at all, and the sound is wrong in several places.

Several people followed the sound and saw more than ten people surrounded by a big tree in the middle of the open space.

A boy, at most twelve or thirteen years old, was standing in the center, blowing the suona with all his strength.

His strength was insufficient, and his face was flushed red.

Next to him, an old man with all white hair and good spirits said: "Breathing, pay attention to breathing! The cheeks are puffed up, yes... This kind of blowing method cannot be changed by ordinary circulation, let alone your circulation. I haven't practiced breathing well yet, I need to add the Qi of my cheeks to be enough..."

Next to him, an old man with gray hair said: "Uncle Wang Shan, thank you! I really don't know who else can give advice to this child except you... This child, he doesn't want to learn anything else, he must learn Blow this passage!"

Saying that, he waved his hand angrily: "It's like your grandpa and I don't know how to play the suona!"

"Grandpa, you play the suona very politely. You are not at all upset or irritable!" The boy put down the suona and retorted.

"Hey, the wings are hard! How dare you talk back, thank you, Grandpa Wangshan?"

"Hey, if you can help this child with little effort, you can be regarded as an old man like me, let me use my spare energy." The old man called Uncle Wangshan waved his hand, "I didn't expect that there are still people willing to learn this old-fashioned thing... ..."

"Thank you Grandpa Wangshan, you are amazing, much better than my grandpa!" said the boy.

"What do you know, your grandfather and I are academicians!" The gray-haired old man, who was looked down upon by his grandson, was very upset.

"Xiao Wang, just be content! People nowadays feel that suona is boring, and there are not many people who are willing to play suona. If your grandson is willing to play suona, you can have fun secretly. Xiaobao, I The method of blowing is the dirtiest among the soil... You should learn more from your grandfather when you have time, his method is the right way."

"Grandpa Cao, what you said is wrong. Playing suona is not earthy at all! You are very good at playing suona! My classmate heard that I can play "Dream Back to the Tang Dynasty", and I am envious! Time to go on stage and perform!"

"Oh? Really? Hahahaha..." The old man thought the child was joking, and said, "Xiaobao's mouth is so sweet!"

"No, what I said is true!" Xiaobao said seriously: "I said that Grandpa Wangshan can brag like this, and he can brag better than Brother Dadongzi. They don't believe it! Say I'm bragging! I We must go back and slap them in the face!"

"Hey! Xiaobao, you can't fight with your classmates!" Uncle Wangshan straightened his face and said seriously: "If you fight with others, I won't teach you."

"No... this slap in the face..." Xiaobao didn't know how to explain to the old man for a while, scratching his head anxiously.

Next to him, Cao Baodong was stunned the moment he saw the old man.

At this time, seeing Uncle Wangshan teaching Xiaobao, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

After explaining for a long time, Xiaobao finally explained the meaning of "slap in the face" to the old man, and then he suddenly asked, "Grandpa Wangshan, your surname is Cao, and brother Dadongzi is also surnamed Cao!"

"Is your surname also Cao?"

"Yup……"

The old man seemed to have recalled something, and he lost interest. He waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'll teach you everything I need to teach you. Xiaobao, go back and practice. At this time tomorrow, come and play for me. .”

"Thank you Grandpa Wangshan!" Xiaobao bowed to the old man, turned and ran away.

"Slow down, slow down... Oops, you little bastard!" The old man surnamed Wang yelled a few words from behind, and hurriedly chased after him. It's cold, you should go back early...Well, Xiaobao can't talk, don't be angry..."

In fact, most of the old people in the small courtyard know that the old people have a past that they don't want to look back on.

"Okay, I'll sit down for a while." The old man waved his hands, but his mood was still low.

He sighed, turned around, only to find that there were several people standing there behind.

Beside, there are already onlookers pointing and pointing.

Gu Xiaobai, who is tall and leggy, can't block his radiance even if he wears a hat, sunglasses, and a mask.

It's basically recognized now.

The old man stayed on Gu Xiaobai's face for a moment, and then his eyes fell on Cao Baodong who had tears in his eyes.

"Son, are you... what's wrong?"

"Uncle..." Cao Baodong's voice trembled a little.

The old man showed a puzzled look.

Cao Baodong wanted to say something, but he was not good at words, so he turned around and took the suona from his back, holding it in his hand.

In the next second, the shrill suona sound resounded through the sky.

Gu Xiaobai had never heard this song before, but he could tell that it was a very good suona song.

The moment the suona sounded, the old man's expression changed.

In the distance, Xiaobao who was running away suddenly turned around and almost fell down.

No one knows, but the old man actually went back.

One night, Cao Cangshan returned to Caojia Village, but was rejected.

His father, his brother, who was seriously ill, refused to see him.

Even if it's just a door away.

He knelt outside the door all night.

At dawn the next day, he left Caojia Village. Before leaving, Cao Cangshan played a tune, changed his name from then on, and never went back.

"Mount Hope"!
(End of this chapter)