Wuwukaka——
The stove in No. 2 slowly came out with a conveyor belt sound.
At this moment, I felt like I was under a restraining spell.
Cold sweat!
See what happened!
Suddenly Wang Ming's cell phone rang.
He took out his mobile phone, waved to me and said, "Hurry up and burn the body. The family of the deceased is waiting outside!"
Wang Ming said and walked out to answer the phone.
I woke up from the shock.
Quickly push Ye Wanru's body to the No. 2 stove.
As soon as the No. 2 stove came out, my eyes lit up and I saw a blackened corpse inside the iron plate, which was not completely burned.
Without thinking, he threw Ye Wanru's body in and pushed it inside together with the unburned body.
In order to prevent another mistake, I even took off the white cloth and took a look.
After confirming that it was Ye Wanru, he covered it with white cloth.
However, the moment I covered the white cloth back, I seemed to see Ye Wanru showing a strange smile.
I shuddered and almost screamed.
But I soon concluded that I had just panicked too much and was dazzled.
Without thinking too much, I waited for the conveyor belt to enter and pressed the No. 2 stove button.
Suddenly there was a whining sound in the stove. It sounded particularly strange today, as if someone was crying.
I don't know if it was because of the two corpses that the stove was particularly hot, which caused this sound.
It burned for more than half an hour.
I pressed the button again, and the conveyor belt slowly sent out.
Some bones were not completely burned, glowing red like coals.
I shoveled the ashes down to the ground with a shovel, and then used a small stone hammer to gently break the unburnt bones.
It is difficult to put into the urn without breaking it.
Suddenly something in the ashes gave off a green light.
I was surprised and took the iron pliers and stirred up the ashes on the ground.
I saw two stones as thick as a finger, placed side by side.
One of them glows and one does not.
The stone that doesn't shine is the one I just put in. The stone was red and had some cracks, as if it was about to burst, but it seemed to be protected by some mysterious force and never cracked.
Can Ye Wanru's corpse really be burned to produce relics?
I was so shocked that I was speechless.
Clamp the two stones aside with pliers, then pretend as if nothing has happened and stuff the ashes on the ground into the jar.
After stuffing it for a while, it seemed like it couldn't fit anymore.
This kind of urn is not big, so it is reasonable to hold one person's ashes and still have some space left.
But now it’s the ashes of two people, so it’s normal that they can’t contain them.
I shook the urn again, but it still couldn't fit, at least a third of it was still there.
I was thinking about throwing the extra ashes into the trash can.
Ye Wanru's parents came in outside the door.
With his eyes red and swollen, he asked me: "Master, why hasn't it been done for so long? Didn't I say it could be done in forty minutes?"
As Ye Wanru's father said this, he glanced at his watch, probably wanting to put his daughter to rest as soon as possible.
I pointed to the ashes on the ground and said, "Uncle, aunt, can you buy another urn? Your daughter's ashes are too much to hold!"
Ye Wanru's parents were stunned and murmured to themselves: "How is it possible? My father used to be 1.8 meters tall and could fit into a jar. My daughter is 1.65 meters tall, why can't she fit into it?"
I quickly made up a reason and said: "Uncle and aunt, you may not know. When a person dies in this life, the more ashes there are, the greater the blessings will be in the next life. I have seen a monk's ashes filled with three or four jars before. !”
After hearing what I said, the two couples were dubious.
"What about three or four jars of ashes of eminent monks? There aren't that many big buffaloes, right?"
"The eminent monk of Lingyin Temple..."
There is no Lingyin Temple here!
I said again: "Uncle, you are not willing to spend one or two hundred yuan to buy a jar, are you? How about I give you one?"
"Need not!"
Ye Wanru's parents waved their hands and hurriedly bought an urn.
What I just said is pure nonsense.
If I tell the truth, I will go to jail.
It’s not that I want to avoid responsibility, but my sister is still in college.
I thought to myself, I will surrender myself after my sister finishes college.
After a while, Ye Wanru's parents came back carrying an urn.
Maybe Wang Ming was alarmed when he went to buy the urn.
Wang Ming followed Ye Wanru's parents over to see what was going on.
Wang Ming was dumbfounded when he looked at the full jar of ashes on the side and some of them on the ground.
He murmured: "Ling Feng, are you sure this is..."
"Hey, Director Wang, why are you talking so much!"
I quickly stopped Wang Ming.
I have worked here for five years, and this is the first time I dare to contradict Wang Ming in this tone.
Even if you get fired, it's still better than going to jail, right?
Wang Ming stared at me in confusion.
While helping to pack Ye Wanru’s ashes, I comforted Ye Wanru’s parents and said:
"Uncle, aunt! In fact, if you go home, don't spread the word about this kind of blessed thing like Wan Ru, as it will arouse jealousy. When a relative dies, most of the ashes are in the jar, and Wan Ru's ashes are a full jar and a half. What does this mean?"
Father Ye frowned and asked, "What does it mean?"
I don’t know what it means! It means I can’t finish editing anymore!
After thinking about it, I made up the reason again: "It means that your family will have more money than others in the future and have more children and grandchildren than others! Whose family has more money and will use it to talk about it to attract hatred? Are you right?"
Father Ye nodded, his eyes turning red again.
After placing the ashes, I pretended to be kind and said: "Uncle, where is your car parked? I will help you carry Wanru's ashes out!"
"Thank you! Boy, you are so kind!"
I forced a smile.
Carrying the fullest jar on his shoulders, he followed Father Ye towards the parking lot.
It's a bit heavy, even the jar weighs ten or twenty pounds.
The jar still has some warmth.
Father Ye drove over today in his own car.
The car was a black BMW 730.
At first glance, he looks like a rich man.
As soon as I put the ashes in the trunk of the car, Father Ye gave me a big red envelope worth 500 yuan and said gratefully: "Young man, I hope your words will be as kind as yours..."
I was ashamed to accept the red envelope. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't.
"Young man, did you see a young man just now?"
Father Ye suddenly asked again.
"Yes, is it Zhang Ren?"
"You know him?"
Father Ye looked strange.
I shook my head and said, "There was a man just now who said he was Ye Wanru's boyfriend. He sent me a business card and said he specializes in treating mental illness. Is it him?"
"That's him! This guy comes to a place like this to hand out business cards..."
Father Ye murmured, "Where did he go? Did you say anything?"
"No, it's time to go. You don't have to wait for him, right?"
My words mean a lot.
Because I was thinking, could the person I burned by mistake just now be Zhang Ren?
If it was really him, he was indeed gone, and it was quite miserable!
I hope it's not him!
If he leaves, who will I sell my stone to?
That’s five thousand yuan!
As soon as Father Ye left, I trotted back to the stove room.
Only to find that the two stones were missing.
Wang Ming was the only one there just now, so he must have taken it.
This guy is very greedy! Take away two stones in one go?
No, I must ask him to come back. As long as Zhang Ren is not burned by me, that glowing stone can be exchanged for five thousand yuan...
Just as he turned around and walked out of the door, suddenly a cold wind blew from behind...
