The staff of the funeral home began to read the eulogy routinely, and the relatives and friends who came to attend also began to surround the body at this time.

The old man's skinny corpse, lying in a cart covered with golden fabric, Liang Bin looked at his father's corpse, and kept wiping his tears.

But I don't know if he was dazzled, several times, when he stared at the old man with teary eyes, all he saw was a corpse with his eyes open.

Not only that, but the old man's corpse had its mouth open, as if it was roaring at him angrily.

This also frightened Liang Bin, and he didn't dare to look at the old man anymore.

Fortunately, other relatives and friends didn't notice anything abnormal.

None of the people who wept loudly at the scene knew what they recalled the moment they saw the body.

I don't know if they are sad to see an old man leave, or if they see themselves years later.

After all, every living person finally ends up lying in this place, where people feel terrible and cold on weekdays.

If warmth is the ultimate in survival, then death is naturally the limit in coldness.

As the eulogy ended, the bowing session passed, and all the women remained, Liang Bin and several young male relatives came to the incinerator along with the corpse.

But because he still had to burn paper for the old man, and someone had to watch the corpse, the paper burning was handed over to his younger brothers by several relatives of the elders. As for him, he stayed in front of the incinerator to guard the body.

But the rest of the people didn't know if they had all gone, so he was left here alone.

The corpse lay quietly on the cart, the incinerator had already begun to work, making a "humming" sound, and it was hard to imagine how high the temperature would be in the furnace.

Liang Bin knelt on the ground, grabbed the car with the body lying in one hand, and cried very much:

"Dad, I'm sorry...... I didn't mean to...... You know, it's not like I don't want to save you...... I really didn't know you were already...... I've been being led by Taotao's affairs lately, so I haven't been able to spare the energy to care about you...... I'm sorry...... I'm really sorry......

Don't be angry with me, don't blame me, if you have a spirit in the sky, bless your grandson with safety, and bless us to be able to find Taotao......

My son kowtowed to you. ”

Liang Bin sobbed and kowtowed on the ground as he spoke.

However, he suddenly found that the trolley moved, and he subconsciously raised his head, but he was suddenly so frightened that he screamed and sat down on the ground.

Because of the corpse in the car, I don't know when I sat up straight!

Not only that, but he was staring at him viciously with his eyes open, like a living person.

But at this moment, someone suddenly came in from outside, and when he turned his head to look at the corpse again, he found the corpse still lying quietly on the wheelbarrow, closing his eyes and waiting for the moment when it would turn into bones.

"Hallucinations. It's a hallucination that I was born with. ”

Liang Bin comforted himself like this in his heart, obviously responding to the sentence that he was not afraid of ghosts calling the door if he didn't do bad things. It is precisely because he is ashamed of his father's death in his heart that he has the terrifying idea that his father will turn into a ghost to take revenge on him.

He and a young relative, one holding his head and the other holding his feet, put his father's body on a conveyor belt.

After that, he watched as his father was in front of him, little by little, sent to the stove with a temperature of several thousand degrees.

"I don't want to be scumbag, I don't want to be sprinkled on the ground like garbage, and you pick up a few big pieces and put them in the urn!

I don't want to mix with other people's bones!

I don't want to be burned!

I want to live!

I want to live!! ”

His father's voice kept ringing in all directions, and Liang Bin covered his ears, as if he had seen a ghost, and kept looking for the source of the sound.

It wasn't until he looked at the incinerator in front of him, in the midst of the fire, that he vaguely saw a figure sitting upright, roaring with its mouth open.

The incineration log was closed, and the corpse was still burning inside.

Liang Bin and the others all came to the outside of the incinerator, waiting for his father's body to turn into a pile of bone residue and pour it out.

He has attended several funerals, and the biggest feeling he has every time he attends is cruelty.

But before that, he never thought of himself, let alone imagined that he would one day become the protagonist of the funeral.

But this time, in the process of waiting, he really thought that one day, he would become like his father.

Life comes to an end, but he doesn't want to die, he still wants to live, but his children think about him, don't want him to suffer, want him to die early.

What would he have been thinking at that time?

He didn't know.

Maybe before it happens to you, no one will really know what you will think and what you will do.

The body was in the incinerator and burned for more than 20 minutes before it was delivered.

When they came out, the flesh was long gone, and only the steaming bones remained.

The bone residue is large and small, only a few large pieces, and I don't know if it's a skull or a tibia.

"A few family members come, wait for a while when the bones are cold, pick up a few large pieces and put them in the urn, and don't take the small ones."

Mr. Yin and Yang Niu Bi coaxed and commanded beside him, Liang Bin looked at the bones on the ground, and the previous panic dissipated inexplicably.

A funeral, plus the dinner afterwards, Liang Bin and Zhang Ming were busy until the afternoon.

The relatives and friends who came also knew about the recent incident in Liang Bin's family, so naturally no one would care about such a trivial matter as poor hospitality, but they all comforted the two of them, hoping that they would not give up looking for their children and would be able to cheer up.

And for most people, they don't care who the person who died or how they died, because they just participated for the sake of participating, and after eating and making a scene, they all patted their butts and left.

Han Qing has been in the hotel, helping Liang Bin and Zhang Ming before leaving.

After Han Qing left, Liang Bin drove Zhang Ming home, and Liang Bin didn't speak on the way, and his head was full of scenes of his father closing his eyes and being sent into the incinerator little by little by the conveyor belt.

Several times he was so troubled by these images in his mind that he almost didn't run the red light.

And just when he stopped the car and waited for a one-minute long red light, Zhang Ming, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, who also didn't know what to think before and didn't speak, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his head and said to him with some excitement:

"Dad is finally dead."

"What kind of are you talking about, you want Dad to die so much! You're still not a person! ”

Hearing Zhang Ming's words, Liang Bin suddenly roared at her, eager to wave his hand and slap a big mouth on Zhang Ming's face.

But Zhang Ming disagreed, and continued:

"Dad died, Taotao dared to go home.

Dad died well, Dad should have died a long time ago. ”

"Get out of here! Get the hell out of here now, you lunatic! ”

Liang Bin looked at Zhang Ming with a weird smile on his face, and at this moment he suddenly had the idea that he never wanted to see her again.