After Qin Gong left, Uncle Cai said to Tian Feng and me: "I'll go to the No. 4 Memorial Hall with you two later and talk to the girl's parents.
This girl is so pitiful.
Remember to look serious and use honorifics when speaking.
I rolled my eyes at Uncle Cai: "This old Qinri is a damn monster who knows how to sneak in every possible opportunity.
There were originally many people cremated in the morning, but he still forced one to be cremated.
What did this make the girl's family think?
It was already very uncomfortable for them, but now they had to wait for more than an hour in vain.
Uncle Cai saw that my face looked a little ugly and said: "We are all in the same unit, so we have to give this face.
From now on, if you need help from others, you can't just look at the present.
I said: "Yes, if we give him face, we have to sacrifice the interests of the deceased's family and waste your time.
Uncle Cai said, half coaxing and half consoling: "I was wrong.
I shouldn't have promised him.
Hey, I have already agreed.
Can I still suck the saliva I spit out?
Okay, I will pay attention next time.
Okay."
You go ahead Now that Uncle Cai has said this, what else can I say, so I follow Tian Feng to the No. 4 Memorial Hall.
Speaking of Memorial Hall No. 4, let me explain.
There are four memorial halls in Yangbei City Funeral Home, from No. 1 to No. 4.
Memorial Hall No. 1 is a tall hall.
Not only is the space of Memorial Hall No. 1 large, it is also well-decorated.
It can accommodate more than 200 people to mourn family members.
The hall is a semicircular building structure, somewhat similar to a meeting venue.
It is equipped with a professional condolence team, and the memorial master will give a tear-jerking speech recalling the deceased's deeds during his lifetime.
From playing mournful songs to arranging flowers in the hall, we have a professional operation team.
This hall is a hall contracted by the funeral home to the officiant company.
Commonly known as the lobby, I will not explain it in detail here for the time being, but will introduce it in detail later.
Then, by analogy, Hall No. 2 and Hall No. 3, in terms of scale, hall area, specifications and equipment, descend from high to low.
In fact, it is a matter of money.
Memorial Hall No. 4 is the smallest.
It can accommodate about twenty or thirty people at most, compared to No. 1 and No. 2.
Memorial Hall No. 3 is a bit shabby.
Memorial Hall No. 4 has been empty for many years.
Maybe we Chinese people always have a face-saving nature in our hearts.
No matter what, we still care about money after death.
Would rather spend money wasted.
The memorial service must be held in a grand manner even if it is a grand occasion.
Let’s see how grand the memorial service of so and so is, and we cannot be embarrassed.
This attitude is often at work.
Tian Feng poked the bucket with his hand and whispered: "What are you doing?
I came to my senses and followed Tian Feng into the No. 4 Memorial Hall through the back door.
Memorial Hall No. 4 is a small room with two doors.
The front door has two large glass doors, making it easy for mourning family members to enter and exit, but the back door is different.
The back door is very narrow and can only accommodate a small cart.
Tian Feng and I went in through the back door wearing white coats and masks.
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Generally, outsiders are not allowed to enter through the back door.
It is connected to the mortuary hall and enters a dark passage through the back door.
The pitch-black passage is very narrow, about two meters at most, and this pitiful passage is very short.
I have to lower my head when crossing it.
Every time I cross it, I never forget to scold it.
When I entered Hall 4 through the back door.
I was stunned, and I felt a cold feeling in my right hand, which quickly radiated to my whole body.
I thought something bad was wrong, I was being possessed by Yang Xue.
The cold and suffocating feeling made every pore in my body seem to be exhaling cold air.
I looked at Yang Xue's mother crying like she was dying, and my heart felt sour that I wanted to cry.
At that moment, I felt Yang Xue's despair, her helplessness, and her reluctance.
Her mother held Yang Xue's body and refused to let go.
A middle-aged man about the same age as her hugged her.
Yang Xue's body was lying on a stainless steel trolley.
The small cart was parked in the center of the hall, and the body wrapped in white cloth was surrounded by colorful plastic flowers.
Tian Feng walked over and said to Yang Xuede's parents with a heavy tone and apologetically: "Sorry, due to technical failure of the boiler, there may be a delay of one hour.
Yang Xue's father came over angrily and questioned Tian Feng, saying: "What did you do?
We have been waiting since 7 o'clock for more than three hours, and you still make us wait.
What do you mean?
Tian Feng was obviously a little flustered, and he said: "I'm sorry.
This was a mistake on our part.
Our technicians are making repairs.
Please be patient.
We can't get over it if something like this happens.
The man was obviously too proud to spare you and continued to say: "It's already past ten o'clock now.
We have to go to Longshan Cemetery at twelve o'clock at noon.
Can you afford it if you miss the burial time and violate the taboo?
No, please give us some ideas now." way.
When he got excited, the man grabbed Tian Feng by the collar and said: "I don't care what happens to you, just deal with it now.
I suddenly held the man's hand and asked: "Do you really want Yang Xue to be cremated quickly?
Don't you owe Yang Xue anything?
My words obviously touched the man's sensitive nerves.
He slowly let go of his hand and looked at me in shock.
I don’t know where I got the courage to walk to Yang Xue’s body and suddenly pull open the white cloth covering Yang Xue’s body.
The white cloth was dancing in the wind, and I felt a chill on my shoulders, as if someone was lying on my shoulders.
I looked at the peaceful Yang Xue and said to her mother: "You usually play mahjong every day.
Haven't you noticed the changes in my heart in the past three months?
I often lock myself in the room and cry softly.
Haven't you noticed at all?
And his father is always talking to me day and night.
Sports cars are just for making money.
Is money more important than my mother and me?
Can't you just spend one day off every day with us?
Yang Xue's mother looked at me with suspicion.
I was a little angry and walked over to Yang Xuede’s body and said: "Yang Xue, I will definitely do what I promised you.
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Please don't get on top of me or control me again.
At this moment, an astonishing scene appeared.
My right hand involuntarily reached towards Yang Xue's body.
I was shocked and dumbfounded.
Apparently the evil spirit cooperated with Yang Xue's soul and grabbed the blue hand of the body.
The hand was so cold that there was no warmth at all.
Then I felt the blood in my right hand flowing rapidly toward my heart.
I opened my mouth but what came out was Yang Xue’s childish voice.
She said: "Dad, Mom, thank you for coming to see me off for the last time.
I shouldn't be so selfish and abandon you because of my own impulse.
Please forgive me, my unfilial daughter.
I'm sorry for you, I know I was wrong and I was too selfish.
But all this cannot be undone.
If there is an afterlife, I will still be your daughter.
Dad, please don’t work so hard.
In fact, my mother and I don’t need you to work so hard to make money.
What my mother and I want is for you to accompany us, and It’s not like turning around and sleeping when you get home.
Mom, don’t play mahjong anymore, you know?
I'm always afraid of being alone at home late at night, and I'm even more worried about you meeting bad people on the way back.
Mom and Dad, I'm leaving, take good care of yourself.
Yangxue's mother cried so hard that she was out of breath.
Next to the body where Yangxue's father sat slumped, he cried loudly and said: "My good daughter, dad is sorry for you.
I suddenly recovered.
Tian Feng stared at me and said: "Bingbing, what happened to you just now?
I had a feeling of humiliation that I wanted to find a crack in the ground and turn into it.
Then he took a long breath and whispered in Tian Feng's ear: "How about my performance, isn't it good?"
Tian Feng looked at me suspiciously, his expression a little disbelieving.
What else did he want to ask?
At this moment, Lao Zhang came in from the back door and said: "It's time, let's send her on her way.
Tian Feng and I walked to the body.
Tian Feng picked up the white cloth on the ground and covered it.
He and I pushed the trolley toward the car door one behind the other.
Yangxue's mother rushed over, threw herself next to the body, beat her chest, grabbed the body and cried loudly, "My good daughter, how could you bear to leave your mother alone.
What are you having trouble with?
Why didn't you tell your mother?
How will you let your mother live in the future?
Tian Feng was obviously more experienced than me.
While pulling Yang Xue’s mother, he blocked her stroller with his body. , he quickened his pace and passed the back door, locking it with a bang.
Yangxue's mother was banging on the back door like crazy, as if we had suddenly snatched the child away from her arms, she was so distraught.
We followed the passage to the mortuary hall, passed through the mortuary hall and onto the corridor, and passed through the corridor into the cremation workshop.
A wave of heat hit us in the cremation workshop, and a huge boiler suddenly appeared in front of us.
Tian Feng and I pushed the body to the entrance of the boiler.
Uncle Cai and Fu Qiang stood by another boiler.
Uncle Cai and Fu Qiang each wore a pair of black glasses and masks.
Uncle Cai said loudly to Fu Qiang, "Have you seen the fuel injection nozzle in the boiler hole that looks like a gun muzzle?"
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That is a fuel injection device, which means that the fuel makes the corpse reach a certain melting point so that it can quickly carbonize the corpse.
Fu Qiang nodded naively.
Uncle Cai pointed to the remote control on the wall next to him and said: "The button in the middle is sprayed with oil.
Remember it in the future.
You must spray enough oil.
Don't burn it half-cooked and have to smash it yourself.
Remember it clearly.
Don't forget it.
Did you hear me?
Fu Qiang nodded again. s: Friendly reminder: "The next chapter will introduce the entire cremation process.
I will try my best to describe it in a plain way without making it nauseating.
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