At this time, I just wanted to tell my grandpa the identity of the other party.
As if he suddenly remembered something, grandpa quickly grabbed Xing Wushang's hand and said, "I, I remembered who you are. Look, my memory is getting worse and worse. I almost didn't recognize you just now." Come out you."
"Haha." Xing Wushang smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, are you in good health? Birth, old age, illness and death are all human beings. Sun Yanhong has passed away, so you should express your condolences and take care of yourself."
"Ah, haha, it's okay. I can still live for a few years, but my brain is not very bright." After speaking, my grandfather looked at the man in the middle next to him and said, "This is..."
"This is my son Xing Baole." After Xing Wushang finished speaking, he looked at me and said, "Xiao An, I told you four years ago that my son is also a corpse collector. You may have opportunities to cooperate in the future. This time, please leave each other’s contact information, we are all practitioners, and we will communicate more in the future.”
"That's okay." After I said that, I looked at his son, and Xing Baole just nodded lightly at me.
When Aunt Guijuan heard Xing Wushang say that his son was a body hunter, she immediately took two steps back with an expression of fear and disgust.
Xing Wushang and his son didn't even look at Aunt Guijuan, but their eyes stayed on Xiao Mengxin for a moment.
Xing Wushang's eyes lit up, he looked at me and smiled slightly, showing an intriguing expression.
My heart moved. Did he see something?
Without wasting any time, we loaded my grandma into the car and drove to the crematorium in the town. However, when we walked outside the hospital, we found many people standing on the road.
They asked us about the time when my grandma would return home after she was cremated, so that they could see her off.
I estimated the time and distance required for cremation, and told them to bury him at eleven o'clock sharp.
After this group of people entered the courtyard and took away the wreaths, they walked into the countryside and were ready to wait for us to come back.
After arriving at the crematorium, I watched my grandma being slowly pushed into the human-refining furnace. My heart was so painful that I couldn't bear it. I quickly ran over and held my grandma's hand, choking up and saying, "Grandma, grandma, I can't bear to leave you."
The staff member paused and looked behind me at my grandfather and the others.
"Hey." Grandpa came up to comfort me and said, "Xiao An, don't be sad, don't delay the burial."
"Grandma." I reluctantly slowly let go of my grandma's hand and watched helplessly as she was pushed in and then covered in fire. Her heart hurt as if she had been hit by a hammer.
A few days ago, grandma was still a living person. Now she was pushed in and burned to ashes. It was really hard to accept.
Everyone behind them had sad expressions. The aunts and the others kept wiping their tears and sadly looked at the flames in the human refining furnace.
Xiao Mengxin came over and took my hand, keeping me company silently, while He Huanhuan walked to my left side.
After a long time, the staff opened the iron door of the human-refining furnace. Except for sporadic flames, my grandma's body was no longer visible inside.
They used tools to sweep out grandma's ashes, and then looked at me.
I took the urn over, personally used tools to scoop up my grandma's ashes, and put them into the urn again and again. My hands were shaking a little, and I pictured my grandma caring about me in my mind.
With tears streaming down my face, I sighed as I shoveled my grandma’s ashes and lamented that life is really short.
What is the meaning of human life? No matter how talented you are, even if you are as rich as a country, you will not be able to escape the fate of death, and you cannot change the ending of becoming ashes.
At that moment, my outlook on life underwent a huge change. No matter how hard I work to make money, fame and fortune, my life only lasts a hundred years, and living happily and comfortably is the most important thing.
No more money, no less, just enough to spend, and the people you love are safe and healthy. This is the greatest meaning of life, and the rest is just a thing of the past.
After collecting my grandma’s ashes, I took the urn and got into the car with heavy steps, driving towards the graveyard outside the countryside.
When the vehicle passed through the countryside, I was shocked by the scene in front of me. There were thousands of people on both sides of the road.
It is estimated that most of the people in the township who were close to my grandma came out to see me off, including the township chief and director.
The speed of the car also slowed down, and it slowly drove out of the countryside. Thousands of villagers followed behind the car, and there were people throwing paper money in front of the car. The scene was tragic.
After arriving at the tomb and getting off the car, I saw no less than a hundred people standing inside the tomb, holding wreaths and paper money in their hands. They probably knew the burial location from my grandfather and came here in advance to wait.
I held the urn and walked forward. The crowd in front of me slowly parted a path. When I reached Teacher Qiao's grave, four strong men with shovels walked out of the crowd.
One person looked at me and said, "Xiao An, tell me where to dig, and we'll do it."
"Thank you." I smiled to express my gratitude, pointed to two meters to the right of Teacher Qiao's grave and said, "It's right here."
"Okay." The man agreed and dug hard.
Not long after, the grave was dug. After I put my grandma’s urn into it, I took a shovel and filled it with soil myself.
There are only four shovels, and my grandfather and I each have one. The other two shovels are used by my elder sister and aunt in turns to fill in the soil.
Soon, a brand new grave bag appeared in front of us, and a tombstone was erected with a photo of my grandma showing a kind smile on her face.
I looked at the photo, and suddenly I felt lost. I felt that my grandma was not dead, and was standing in front of me, looking at me kindly.
"Ah ah ah, oh my god, why did you just leave like that?" Aunt Guijuan suddenly knelt in front of the tombstone and cried loudly while looking at the photos. We also shed tears.
Then we put the paper money in front of the grave and started burning it. This time we bought a lot of paper money, plus the ones given by the villagers, it almost piled up into a hill. The flames were strung two or three meters high and burned very vigorously.
The whole place was filled with an atmosphere of sadness and sorrow.
I threw gold ingots, gold bricks, etc. into the flames, kowtowed three times, looked at the swaying flames and murmured, "Grandma, have a good trip."
My crazy mother was very calm today. She didn’t cry or say anything. She just threw paper money into the fire in a dull manner.
The villagers kept adding paper money to the flames, and the fire burned for more than two hours before gradually extinguishing.
I took some paper money and put it on fire in front of Teacher Qiao's grave. I knelt down and looked at the photo on the tombstone, and said firmly in my heart: "Teacher Qiao, wait for me. When I become stronger, I will definitely save you from the ice hell." Rescued from within."
Although Teacher Qiao will escape from hell and be reborn in heaven and humanity after eliminating his bad karma, if he suffers for a long time, the life span of the beings in hell is much longer than that of humans in the earth.
Depending on the severity of the bad karma, the duration of suffering varies. It can range from hundreds to thousands of years, to tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, and some may even never get ahead.
Therefore, I want to strive to become stronger as soon as possible and chant sutras for Teacher Qiao to help her purify her bad karma and escape from hell as soon as possible.
At this moment, He Huanhuan was also kneeling beside me, looking at the photo of Teacher Qiao on the tombstone, and with tears streaming down her face, she put paper money into the fire.
"Teacher Qiao." I looked at He Huanhuan and then at Teacher Qiao's photo, and whispered in my heart, "Don't worry, I will take good care of Huanhuan."
He Gui also knelt in front of the grave, burning paper sadly.
Gradually, the people who saw my grandma off gradually left. Xing Wushang and his son burned the paper and left. However, before leaving, his son Xing Baole exchanged phone numbers with me.
Xing Baole also said that his family had moved to a small town near Hualian City, and that if anything happened in the future, he could call him for help.
There are many friends and many roads. I smiled and catered to his words. After seeing them off, the surrounding villagers had almost left, and in the end only our family was left.
At this time, my grandfather looked at me with red eyes and said, "Xiao An, let's go home."
"Go back, grandpa." I turned around and looked at my grandma's grave. "I want to stay with grandma here for a while."
The eldest sister came up and touched my head and said gently: "Xiao An, don't be too sad. Go home early. Your eldest brother and I will go back to our dad's house first."
"If nothing happens tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, your sister and I will go back to the city. We are busy at the end of the year. I will come back to see you after the New Year." The eldest brother also looked at me and said.
"Son, you are fine. Your mother and I are going home first." My father comforted me in a dull voice. After saying hello to my grandfather, he walked towards the road.
My mother gave me a silly smile and followed, followed closely by my eldest sister and brother.
Grandpa asked me to go home early, and he went back accompanied by my aunt and the others. Before Gongsun Tianqiang left, he scratched me, Xiao Mengxin and He Huanhuan several times.
Xiao Mengxin and He Huanhuan stayed silently and stayed with me without speaking.
The sky was gray, and after a while, a few snowflakes fell down.
Xiao Mengxin stretched out her jade hand to catch the snowflakes, then looked at me and said, "Xiao An, if nothing happens, I want to go back tomorrow. You..."
"Go back." I took a deep breath, "I'm very happy that you can come. You have your own things to be busy with. If you have nothing to do, just go back. It's a waste of time to do this."
Xiao Mengxin opened her mouth when she heard this but hesitated, but still said: "If you come with me, I can wait for you a few more days, just in time for your grandpa to go to the city with us, we..."
But before she could finish her words, He Huanhuan suddenly looked at her and said, "Brother An isn't going anywhere. She doesn't like life in the city."
My heart skipped a beat when I heard this, fearing that the two of them would quarrel.
But who would have expected that Xiao Mengxin actually smiled at He Huanhuan, "Haha, are you so afraid that I will steal your brother An?"
"I..." He Huanhuan was about to speak.
Xiao Mengxin actually extended a hand to He Huanhuan.
After He Huanhuan hesitated for a moment, he still reached out and held her hand.
"Huanhuan." Xiao Mengxin said seriously at this moment: "Since you are Chen Ba'an's sister and my Xiao Mengxin's sister, I hope you can take care of each other and be a good sister in the past three years."
Xiao Mengxin said the word "sister" very seriously, as if there was something in it.
He Huanhuan's eyes flickered several times and he lowered his eyes, taking a deep breath as if he had made a decision.
After she raised her head, she surprisingly didn't talk back to Xiao Mengxin. She looked directly into the other person's eyes and said seriously: "Don't worry, she is my biological brother, I will take good care of her!"
