The staff member said that he couldn't move me, so he had to give up.
The fire was burning more and more in the small crematorium, and my grandfather's body slowly began to melt, and the fat on his body was like a candle meeting fire, and I could see with my eyes that the skin was burned by the fire and began to smoke together.
This kind of scene can be imagined in my mind, the sound of "crackling" fat burning due to the high temperature in the process of burning the skin.
It is so easy to burn a person like a lamp going out, there is no pain, no resistance, just like burning a lifeless doll, the whole person disappears in front of my eyes little by little.
Grandpa's body fell down again, and the fire in the crematorium burned more and more, and the light of the fire illuminated the crematorium brightly, which could melt people, and you can imagine how high the temperature must be.
I forced myself not to cry, I had to remember this last scene for my grandmother.
In the process of combustion, from time to time, a large furnace hook of the cremation chemical industry pokes into the furnace, and some liquid things are sprayed out in the middle, and the fire will burn more vigorously.
After almost two hours, the fire in the crematorium was finally extinguished little by little, and I couldn't help but sigh that this is how the last fire of human life burns to ashes and nothing exists I saw the cremation chemical industry through the instrument, and it was hooked in it for a long time with a large furnace hook, and there was a door inside that was opened, and it was supposed that the cremation chemical took out the burned ashes from the inside.
The staff standing next to me said to me: "It's okay, don't look any further, the cremation chemical industry has begun to sweep out the ashes, and it will be given to your family when it cools later." ” I slowly walked away from the device, my eyes moistened, and my vision blurred as I watched the staff member, and I sniffed: "Thank you" "Are you alright?"
the staff asked, looking at me.
"I'm fine, I just want to cry a lot, and I feel uncomfortable."
I'm so sad now, I don't know why, I actually told someone I didn't know I wanted to cry, maybe I was looking for a comfort At this time, my uncle was still stretching his neck to look inside, and my father walked up to me, reached out and grabbed my shoulder, and let me lean on his shoulder, and my tears flowed out at once.
I cried for half an hour, until the radio in the hall shouted: "No. 1 furnace, xxx family, prepare to receive the ashes."
I wiped my tears and walked with my dad towards my uncle.
"Uncle, haven't you bought the urn yet?"
I asked.
"I'll buy it later, I'll sell it at that columbarium, let's go get the ashes first," the uncle said to everyone.
My uncle went to the cremation site to collect the ashes, and all of us stood at the door waiting, and when he came out with the ashes in a black cloth, everyone cried again "The staff said that it would be dried again, and it was not completely cooled yet, and it could not be placed in the urn for the time being."
Uncle said to everyone.
I reached out and took the black cloth from my uncle's hand: "Uncle, go and choose an urn for your grandfather, I'll guard the ashes." ” My uncle took a few aunts to the place where I bought the urn, and I found a gazebo with my grandfather's ashes in my hand, and put the ashes on the table in the gazebo, and I sat on the stone bench and watched like that aa2705221: