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Chapter 248 A Touching Funeral

Uncle Da's two sons and their family members left in shame.

The sage and the newly returned disciples, together with Ah Zhen, were guarding the spirit of Uncle Da, and received the guests who came to offer their condolences.

The funeral was very grand, and Xingmeng Football School issued an obituary to the whole world. Except for the refusing relatives specified in the will, all individuals or groups related to Xingmeng Football School are welcome to attend the funeral.

Today, many familiar faces came to express their condolences...

"We have a guest..." the director shouted.

The sage led his disciples to bow their heads and kneel to welcome the guests.

The people who came were Zhang Yike's father and Liu Wenjian and their family members!They laid a wreath for Uncle Da.

After that incident, Zhang Yike's father, Brother Zhang, really changed his ways. He vowed never to gamble again. Unfortunately, he didn't expect that it would bring disaster to the entire Chinese football world.Today he was the first one to repent. He knew that he had done wrong to Uncle Da. Uncle Da's kindness to their family was more than a mountain, but he was frustrated by that incident.

"Principal, I'm sorry! I didn't expect it to be so serious, I'm sorry!" Brother Zhang bowed deeply while lighting the incense.

Zhang Yike suddenly heard a familiar voice, and saw that he immediately got up and rushed forward, and gave his father a heavy punch without saying a word: "Get out, why do you still have the face to come here..."

"Hey...hey...in the mourning hall, how can you beat someone..." The family members were taken aback, and someone scolded loudly.

Blood flowed from the corner of Zhang Yike's father's mouth, but he didn't fight back, let alone resist. He knew that his son had suffered a lot of grievances in recent years, all of which were caused by himself.

"It was you who killed Uncle Da, you still have the face? See if I don't beat you to death..." Zhang Yike hadn't let go of his anger yet, he vented all his grievances.

"Stop..." the saint raised his head and roared angrily.

Zhang Yike's fist stopped immediately in the air, and the saint's order was like an engine, stopping him.

"Come back, kneel..." the saint said coldly.

Zhang Yike obediently returned to her original position and knelt down.

The past has passed, and there is nothing to be compensated for by pursuing responsibility. The saint did not hate Zhang Yike's father in his heart.

Condolences continue.

"A guest has arrived..."

This time, a familiar elder and a young man came. The elder was the laid-off former National Football Association Chairman Fan Zong. The young man who accompanied him was the well-known CCTV reporter Xiao Wu.They also laid a wreath for Uncle Da.

"Old friend, have a good journey..." Mr. Fan choked up and said when they came to the mourning hall, and then he and Xiao Wu also bowed respectfully with incense sticks.

"A guest has arrived..."

This time, a team of people came, Miss Yuan, Coach Ding and their boss, led the 2028 Chinese Super League champion team to express their condolences, and they also presented wreaths.

"Principal, this farewell will be forever, but your great kindness and virtue will always live in our hearts. On behalf of the people of Xi'an, I am grateful to you for allowing us to realize our dreams. Uncle Da, let's go all the way..." The boss led a huge team Bow and thank Uncle Da.

The Chinese Super League team longed for by the people of Xi'an will realize the dream of the Chinese Super League champion in 2028, which is inseparable from the credit of the Xingmeng Football School.

"A guest has arrived..."

This time, a large group of people came again. This group of people was very special. They were all wearing white mourning uniforms. They turned out to be representatives of the two campuses in Chongqing. Come to express condolences to the originator of Xingmeng Football School: Uncle Da.

"Uncle Da... I won't see you anymore, I miss the old days very much. Uncle Da, you will always be the Uncle Da in our hearts..." Secretary Liu cried very sadly. He had stayed by Uncle Da's side for several In [-], she has been promoted to the principal of the Chongqing branch, where she has learned a lot of valuable knowledge.

The team knelt in front of Da Shu's mourning hall, performed three prostrations and nine kowtows, then they knelt and moved behind the saint's team, and they also came to watch the spirit.

"A guest has arrived..."

I saw an old woman walking in slowly supported by a middle-aged couple.

They are Zhang Wenmo's family, and the grandmother is already in her nineties. Originally, Zhang Wenmo's parents didn't plan to let the old lady come, but she insisted on coming to thank the benefactors of the whole family, and they also sent wreaths.

When the old grandma came to the mourning hall, tears had already blurred her eyes, which were not working well. She could no longer see clearly, and the corners of her mouth kept trembling, as if she had a thousand words to say, but she was so sad that she couldn't speak.

"Mom, the headmaster's mourning hall is here." The old grandmother was so sad that she couldn't tell the direction, and she was still staggering towards the saint.

"Enenen...en... people, if... yes, you can... use me, my life, in exchange, I, I would, would..." The old woman said hoarsely with difficulty.

All the friends in the audience were moved to tears, the spirit of the old lady was so touching.

The voice was familiar to the saint, he didn't need to look up to know that this was Zhang Wenmo's grandma, she (he) had met once.

"Mom, don't be too sad. Take care of your body. Uncle Da is a good man, and he will have a good life in heaven." Zhang Wenmo's mother is more talkative than her husband.

"Uncle Da is dead, grandma is safe and healthy!" Suddenly the saint shouted.

"Uncle Da is dead, grandma is healthy! Uncle Da is dead, grandma is healthy!" Immediately afterwards, the team behind the saint also shouted loudly in unison.

"Mom, let's light some incense for Uncle Da."

"A guest has arrived..."

This time, three very beautiful figures came, and three young people in black dresses and sunglasses walked in together. They were Li Bao, brother and sister and Xiao Guan.They took off their sunglasses and laid wreaths too.

"Uncle Da... I still can't believe my ears. The smiling face and the tears seemed to be just yesterday! Uncle Da, we left as soon as we said, and we didn't let us see each other for the last time. Uncle Da, I'm sorry, We were not able to be by your side at the best moment. Uncle Da, the road to heaven is not too far away, go all the way! Uncle Da! Thank you for letting me learn to be a human being.” Li Bao knelt in front of the mourning hall, without Uncle Da Li Bao would never be the Li Bao he was when he was taken in back then.Therefore, Uncle Da's position in his heart cannot be replaced by anyone.

Li Bao also kowtowed nine times, voluntarily changed into filial piety, and knelt in the procession behind the saint.

Immediately afterwards, representatives of many clubs came.



Uncle Da’s funeral was very grand. On the day of his return to the mountain, thousands of teachers and students in white mourning clothes and friends who came to express condolences lined up a long queue to protect the spirit.

Many people also came outside the school gate, and they lined up in a long queue, weeping and mourning the last journey of Dashu.Among them, the villagers led by the village chief wept bitterly.

Uncle Da, go all the way...you will always live in our hearts...

(End of this chapter)