This Donghua Garden is a funeral parlor, which is dedicated to storing remains, and cremation is in another place.
Uncle Ma was well versed in these matters, so I actually didn’t need to do anything. The whole farewell ceremony only lasted about ten minutes, and there was a special host who read the eulogy.
The person who died today was a woman in her thirties, who looked very young and beautiful in the photo. It is said that she died of a sudden illness, which is a pity.
The farewell ceremony ended soon, and there was no crying at all. It was all Uncle Ma teasing me.
Next, the coffin was transported out and loaded into a truck, and everyone drove together to the cremation.
These procedures were all routine and nothing special. The family members seemed to be in a hurry, but no supernatural events occurred.
In fact, I have attended many funerals over the years, and I have only encountered two supernatural incidents. The others were all safe and smooth.
You must have guessed, this is the first time.
It didn’t happen at the funeral home, but it was going to happen soon…
The crematoria in Harbin are divided into first cremation and second cremation. There are also two famous funeral parlors, one is Donghuayuan and the other is Xihuayuan.
One is in the east and one is in the west.
In fact, it can be seen from here that the character of Northeastern people is so simple and direct at heart, and they rarely make so many twists and turns.
I just came back from Nanjing. Everywhere I looked was friendly. I looked at the scenery all the way and soon came to the crematorium.
This time, the owner also had some wealth. Although he didn't get a furnace, he was still ahead of the curve. The cremation was completed at early nine o'clock, and then it was time for the family to go in and collect the bones.
This kind of thing is usually only done by close relatives, and it is very taboo for others.
But it's strange that today's boss asked Uncle Ma to do the job of picking bones.
The proprietor was the deceased's husband. He looked quite masculine, but I don't know why he was so timid.
This was somewhat unreasonable, but as a Yin-Yang man, Uncle Ma didn't have any taboos, and his boss paid a lot of money, so he called me to go pick up the woman's bones.
I have participated in such things several times, but this is my first time picking up bones.
He bravely walked into the place where the ashes were collected with Uncle Ma, then took a red cloth and tied it around his wrist.
Wearing a red cloth strip is to ward off evil spirits, and it is also a rule. You must wear it when collecting bones for others.
Uncle Ma took the tray and asked me to pick it up. There was a special clip for holding the ashes, and there were staff to help.
This job is not difficult at all. The ashes don't look scary at all, but they are a bit warm. I guess they will still be hot if you touch them.
Many people think that ashes are in powder form, but this is not the case. Most of them are bone residue, and there are some large ones, such as skulls, leg bones, and pelvic bones.
But these large pieces are also very fragile, and all the bones add up to only a few kilograms.
Looking at these ashes, I felt somewhat emotional.
No matter how brilliant and glorious a person is in this life, he will only be left with these few kilograms in the end, which is basically the same weight as when he came into this world.
Everything turned into a wisp of smoke.
In fact, we just picked up part of it symbolically. The staff picked up the big pieces, put them on the tray, and brought them out together.
As I was walking out, I accidentally saw a woman following us. She watched us picking up bones the whole time with a sad look on her face and said nothing.
They were probably relatives and friends of the deceased, but I didn't care because all my attention was on the ashes at this time.
After going out, it’s time to install the urn.
The urn chosen by the owner is of good quality. I can’t tell what kind of wood it is made of. Anyway, it looks very high-end. I heard it sells for several thousand yuan.
The staff are very skilled in placing the ashes. There is also a set of words at this time, and there is also a saying about the order in which the ashes are placed. Generally, the skull is placed first, and then the others.
Every time a bone is placed, there is a corresponding word, but I was in a daze at the time and did not remember the word.
After that, the ashes were buried. The owner had already bought the cemetery and put them in according to the staff's instructions. Uncle Ma muttered some words for burial, and the matter was considered completed.
During this time, nothing happened.
But when we were returning, I suddenly discovered that there was one person missing.
Because some people come to the crematorium, I basically remember it all, especially the woman who was watching the whole process silently when picking up the ashes. I remember it deeply.
But when I returned, I found that the woman was missing.
Looking at other people, they seem to know nothing about it and don't care at all.
I felt something was wrong, so I recalled it carefully, and then suddenly remembered it.
That woman looked like the deceased today!
But I didn't say anything about it. For me, this kind of thing is not a big deal. Isn't it just the ghost of the woman watching her ashes being buried?
Very normal.
After everything was over and I got home, I told Uncle Ma about this.
In the end, he didn’t take it seriously. We washed our hands, changed our clothes, and planned to go see Hu’s mother together.
But before I could go out, I saw a dark figure flash outside the door, with a vague face of a woman.
Is this...coming home?
Uncle Ma and I both saw it, so Uncle Ma frowned slightly, stretched out his fingers and counted a few times, and suddenly said "Huh".
I asked him what was wrong, and Uncle Ma said something was wrong. This woman did not die of illness. She was occupying the wrong time. She died suddenly!
I said since it was a violent death, why didn't his family tell him?
You know, the process and method of enclosing and burying those who died of illness and those who died unexpectedly are completely different!
I originally thought that today would be an ordinary funeral, but this happened.
Uncle Ma snorted and said it doesn't matter, he's just a dead ghost and can't affect us, but the boss will be in trouble.
Let's take a look in two days. Something must have happened to his family.
After saying that, Uncle Ma took a small bench out of the house, placed it outside the threshold, chanted a few more words, and then drove to Hu's house with me.
Don't underestimate that bench. If there is such a thing placed outside the threshold, nothing can get in or stumble.
Besides, would ordinary ghosts dare to enter Uncle Ma's house?
We went to buy some gifts, plus the Nanjing specialties I brought back, such as salted duck and so on, and put together a lot and sent them to Hu’s mother.
Originally, we called in advance and asked Ma Hu to call He Yuchen, but we didn't tell her that I was back because we wanted to give her a surprise.
But when I arrived at Hu’s mother’s house, He Yuchen was not there.
Mother Hu was very happy to see me. She held my hand and asked me about this and that. She kept saying that I had grown up but I had lost a little weight and I would definitely not be able to eat well outside.
After chatting for a while, I asked her, why didn’t my master come?
Hu Ma sighed and said that He Yuchen couldn't come today. Something happened to her and she went to deal with it this morning.
When I heard it, my heart skipped a beat. It must be a big deal for Hu Ma to say it in such a tone.
