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    The staff made an understanding gesture to my uncle, and then chatted with the colleague next door.  Although they yelled, I couldn't hear what they were talking about even if they were not too far away.  Not long after, the female staff member that my uncle was looking for came over again and gave a few words to the staff member.  After the staff member repeatedly nodded to express her understanding, the female staff member left in peace.

    Although I don't know exactly what my aunt and the female staff member said to them, one thing is certain, that is, it must have something to do with my father.  No matter what the final result is, I know very well in my heart that my uncle has done his best.  It seems that the rumors of "my aunt is a prostitute (a person who speaks unreliably)" rumored by relatives and friends are not entirely true.  Thinking about it now, there is some truth in the old saying "hearing is believing, seeing is believing".  Things that are not "hearing and seeing" must not be trusted.  However, under the blind obedience of the public, how many people can really do this?  Even the me before was full of doubts about my aunt?  Thinking of this, a feeling of shame can't help welling up in my heart.

    For the staff's "ruthless hook" (use a long-handled hook-like tool to hook the corpse to adjust its position) and "cruel knock" (use a long-handled rake-like tool to break bones), I am somewhat terrified.  Therefore, whenever the staff opened the furnace door where my father was, not only would I not go up to it, but I would turn my head away or even turn my back.  I really can't bear to see all the cruelty that the staff inflicted on my father.

    I don't know how long it took before the staff reminded us that we can wait at the end of the long and narrow space.  I know that the so-called "cremation" process is almost over.  Thinking that my father has been reduced to ashes, and has completely and completely disappeared from this world in the true sense, I can't help but feel an indescribable sadness in my heart.  However, this time the sorrow did not turn into gushing tears.  With extremely heavy steps, I instinctively followed behind everyone.  Passing one roaring incinerator after another, and through a gate, we came to a long, narrow yard.  Except for the long wall of the house, the other three walls are very tall.  Their intention is very simple, that is, try to block the sight of outsiders as much as possible.

    I saw that in this courtyard, a group of people were already waiting there.  Among them, a few people looked familiar, as if they were the ones who had been waiting by the incinerator next door.  It's just that those people arrived much earlier than us.

    Not long after, I saw a staff member walking over with an iron dustpan.  Inside is the charcoal-like debris that is still glowing red.  The staff skillfully poured it onto a stone platform in the yard, picked up a short-handled tool, and spread out the red-glowing debris.  Then, the worker hurried back to the burning place.

    When the powder cooled and turned white, the staff member came over again.  He called out his name.  The family members who heard their names stepped forward.

    "Bag of ashes."

    After the man heard the words, he handed over the bag he got during the formalities.  After receiving the bag, the staff skillfully swept all the debris into the iron dustpan, and then poured them all into the ashes bag.  After tying the mouth of the bag and handing it to the family members, the staff member hurried back again.

    It really turned into ashes!  I saw that the ashes just now were really all broken pieces, there was absolutely no whole piece.  Thinking that my father will become like this, I feel even more sad.

    Soon, another staff member came over.  The family members this time are the ones who also got connected and were able to enter the burning place.  I looked carefully, and it seemed to be a little better than the previous family.  At the very least, I saw a skull-shaped bone.  Seeing such a result, the family members seemed very satisfied, and they left after being thankful.

    Almost immediately after, the staff member where the father was was came over.  I stared wide-eyed.  Because, from the difference between the two families just now, I know that there is still a difference between finding someone and not looking for someone.  I dare not blink my eyes.  When I got closer, I finally saw the iron dustpan.  The red light is particularly eye-catching.  From the staff's gesture just now, I actually already felt that this time it seems to be much heavier.  When I really saw it, I realized that my feeling was not wrong.  The volume of the ashes in the dustpan is almost several times that of the previous ones.  It was getting closer again, and I could vaguely see pieces of formed bones scattered among them.

    I can clearly detect that this staff member is much more cautious than the previous two.  He slowly poured the ashes in the dustpan onto the stone platform.  After spreading it out, I was shocked to find that almost all the most important bones in the human body are complete.  At this moment, I just realized that my aunt was in the process of my father's incineration.What an effort!  Amidst the shame, I couldn't help feeling grateful again.

    Looking back and thinking about it, I finally discovered the trick of finding someone.  The previous family must have cleared the relationship in advance, otherwise, they would not be able to enter the burning place to watch it up close.  It's just that there are more than one family who can dredge the relationship.  Moreover, these staff members also have some work inertia in their work.  Most of the time, they use "merciless hook" and "cruel knock" subconsciously.  Therefore, it is not enough to say hello in advance.  After all, there are so many people who say hello, how can these staff members remember many.  At this time, it is extremely important to remind the staff again when the burning is critical.  It is precisely because my uncle knows how to do it well, so my uncle handed out the cigarettes for the second time and asked the female staff member to say hello to the staff member for the second time.  Under such a reminder, the staff will consciously control the "ruthless hook", and be cautious or even avoid the "cruel knock".  Also, it is to consciously shorten the burning time.  Otherwise, my father wouldn't have been out of the oven almost at the same time as the guy next door who didn't know how long ago.

    Of course, at that time, I didn't really understand the meaning of looking for people, but I saw the most intuitive effect of finding people.  This time, the father's ashes were not only impossible to mistake, but also preserved a large number of complete bones.  Come to think of it, if there is a spirit in the sky, then seeing such a result, the father with feudal thoughts will definitely smile Jiuquan.  Because, in ancient times, the most taboo thing was "death without a whole body" and "no bones left".  Originally, I thought that since the cremation had been decided, everything should follow the normal procedure.  Now, I have a deep understanding of the intention of my aunt to remind me "Have you said hello?", and I have really seen the great effect of "Have you said hello".  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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