057:Anecdote of the Mountain Tomb (Part I)
Master Wang said that he was not sure whether this method would work, and that what he said about Mr. Liu was not something he had seen with his own eyes and that he had hearsay, so it might not be the case; We asked him if there was any other way, and Master Wang shook his head and said that this was the only one he knew;
Since there was no other way, we had to give it a try, and Chubby and I went to prepare tributes such as paper figures and incense sticks with this mentality.
The drunkard's body did not happen anything strange from the funeral ceremony to the cremation, and after the cremation, his ashes were buried in the cemetery behind the funeral home;
At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Xiaopang and I were called to a forest farm near our county town to pull business, the deceased was a logger who came from other places to work here, a middle-aged man in his forties, it is said that when he hid in the bushes in the mountains to relieve his hands, the nearby lumberjacks did not notice him under the bushes, so he knocked down the big tree that was about to fall;
As a result, the big tree smashed into the bush, and the free worker's head was smashed off the spot, and when the corpse was collected, it almost didn't make a psychological shadow on me;
Most of the heads are gone, some yellow things are scattered everywhere, I have worked in the funeral home for a few months, and I have collected dozens of corpses before and after, and it is the first time I have seen such an uncomfortable scene, which is much heavier than the body of Zhao Xiaofei I saw in the scenic spot.
Although Chubby was better than me, on the way back, his face was also gray and not much blood;
I endured it all the way and didn't throw it up, and I knew that this was somewhat disrespectful to the deceased, but when I thought of that scene, my stomach couldn't help but turn over and overturn, and I was so uncomfortable;
When we returned to the funeral home, it was already 6:20 p.m., Master Wang, Master Li, and Master Huang had already left after work because they had no other business; Sister Xiaojuan is still waiting for us in the duty room;
Chubby and I transported the tragic deceased from the car to the morgue, and when I came out of the morgue and walked into the funeral home, I finally couldn't help but vomit after holding it all the way; This vomit almost threw out all the bile, and for a while after that, I couldn't help but feel sick to my stomach even when I saw tofu brain;
Xiaopang patted me on the back and smoothed me out, I was relieved, and Sister Xiaojuan, who rushed over when she saw my situation, was also busy asking me what was wrong, whether it was motion sickness or something, and I told her about the tragic situation of the deceased.
I thought of how difficult it was for Sister Xiaojuan to make up for the deceased after that, how difficult it was for Sister Xiaojuan, and how strong the pressure was in her heart; However, to my surprise, although Sister Xiaojuan's face changed slightly, her performance was quite calm; It seems that the undertaker must have a very good psychological quality in this situation, and I have to admire her;
Seeing that the sky was starting to darken, Xiaopang and I twisted a large bag of some incense candle paper money and a paper tie with Sister Xiaojuan's photo and birthday in advance to go up the back mountain, because we were worried that Sister Xiaojuan would catch up, and the drunkard would be unfavorable to her, so when Sister Xiaojuan proposed to accompany us up, I and Xiaopang expressed our stance at the same time to stop it; She could only wait in the duty room for us to finish burning the paper and go to her;
I walked along a gravel road with Chubby towards the middle of the cemetery halfway up the mountainside; It was already 6:50 and almost 7 o'clock, and it would be autumn;