Chi Yan got Zhang Daochang's words, and his heart was calm. If there was a fog in front of him, he could see the target from the fog, although it was not so easy to get Ye Yingzhi's ashes.
It was already one o'clock in the afternoon when he drove home, and the room was a little gloomy because it was cloudy. Last night, due to nightmares, Chi Yan didn't sleep for long. At this time, Chi Yan felt sleepy and couldn't stop attacking. He simply changed his clothes and lay in bed and closed his eyes.
As if awake from a dream, he heard the sound of someone on the ground walking softly back and forth wearing slippers. He tried to open his eyes to look, but he couldn't see anything. He felt that the room was too dark, he wanted to turn on the light, his consciousness was awake, but his body couldn't move a finger - this feeling has been experienced by many people, and there are also popular science articles that explain scientifically, but it can be explained by science in others. things that may not be feasible for him.
Chi Yan focused her entire body on the jade on her chest, and gradually felt a little breathless. Suddenly, the sound of walking on the floor disappeared, and her body regained consciousness.
He heard the phone beside the pillow ringing, and he didn't know how long it had been ringing, so he hurriedly brought it over. The caller ID was "Uncle".
"Hey, uncle, what's the matter?" You Qi felt his throat dry while speaking. Chi Yan was talking on the phone, getting out of bed and taking a cup to the kitchen to pour water.
His uncle Du Mingjing exchanged a few words with him, asked about the current situation, and soon went straight to the topic: "Xiaoyan, the weekend after the day after tomorrow, will you come back? Ye San Gongzi's funeral, I am in a foreign country now and can't go back to discuss business, you accompany me. Take your aunt for a visit. Also, take the opportunity to get to know more people, there is no harm in getting to know more people."
Chi Yan and his uncle couldn't say that they were very close, but there was no disagreement. He also knew that in his uncle's mind, he was mostly a model of "unaccomplished". The thinking of his generation was always inseparable from "multiple friends and multiple paths". The number of people who were invited to Ye Yingzhi's funeral had some weight. It was always good to know one or two friends. Of course, the main reason is that Chi Yan's cousin is currently studying abroad, and his aunt's relatives don't even care about his uncle. It is always better for someone to accompany his aunt on such occasions.
If it is usual, even if it is the funeral of the king and Laozi, he would hide far away, lest he be too late, but this time it seemed that he was dozing off and someone handed him a pillow.
He was so sleepy that he unknowingly fell asleep for more than five hours. At this time, it was already dark, and it was dusk.
A man's face was stuck out of the kitchen window and gave him a weird smile.
Chi Yan hurriedly lowered her head, pretended not to see him walking out of the kitchen, touched the jade on her chest, and agreed without any hesitation: "Okay, I'll go over and contact my aunt directly."
His uncle was still surprised by his happy behavior, thinking that he was suddenly enlightened, and hung up the phone after explaining a few more words.
The long-distance bus from Sumin City to Shiming City is one hour and fifty-seven minutes. There is a bus on time at 6:30 in the morning, and it arrives at about 8:30. It was early in the summer, and Chi Yan didn't dare to drive by himself. He carefully put away the two safety amulets drawn by Zhang Daochang, and bought a ticket for Shiming City with his backpack and simple luggage. Obviously, there are more people on the long-distance bus and more people, so naturally I feel more at ease.
After arriving in Shiming City, his aunt had arranged for the driver to pick him up directly to the cemetery.
Even if I don't see each other very often, I can feel that they are blood relatives every time I meet. In contrast, my aunt is more like a stranger who has nothing to do with it. Because it was a special occasion, she didn't wear makeup, but she could see that she was still well-maintained and dressed appropriately even in her old age. She was gentle and polite when talking to Chi Yan, just like entertaining guests of the younger generation.
On such occasions, no one dared to speak loudly, and no one dared to squeeze forward. Everyone was cautious, and it seemed that they did not dare to breathe loudly. Chi Yan followed her aunt to the back, looking up, she could see the black solid wood coffin in the front and center, and the black-and-white photos hanging in front of her.
Just looking at it from a distance, Chi Yan lowered his head, and thought in his heart, secretly Mr. Ye, you have a spirit in the sky, just come around me this time, borrow your ashes, I will worship you every day, every New Year. Burning paper and incense for you during the festival, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If you save me this time, I will definitely be able to reach the Western Paradise, or enjoy eternal health in heaven...
When mourning and paying homage, he also sincerely followed the crowd in a moment of silence.
Aunt and him are not intimate. After staying together for a long time, they are embarrassed to each other. Naturally, they will not restrain him too much. After the ceremony, Chi Yan will be free and quietly go to the cremation.
Getting the ashes was easier than he thought. He told a staff member who seemed to be directly in charge that he was Ye Yingzhi's classmate. He had promised Ye Yingzhi to wait for him to help him scatter his ashes in the sea a hundred years later. Can it be convenient. Then he secretly handed over two boxes of good cigarettes that he had specially bought and a few prepared banknotes.
The man picked up the thing, no matter what nonsense he said, he readily agreed. This person works here, although there are some taboos of "believe in what is or not", but he does not respect those ghostly things too much. He thinks that when a person dies, nothing is left, and the ashes are burned by people. Scum, at most leave a thought, give a little, and give a little, and it's not leaking business secrets. Although it was a little disrespectful to the deceased, the young man said that he was going to take the ashes to the sea. Whether he believed it or not, he believed it himself. In that way, even if the beauty of adulthood was a good deed, there would be no last concern. Besides, if it was done secretly, no third person would know.
Chi Yan stood outside for a while, and before the Ye family came to collect the ashes, the man came out and handed him a small paper package.
After receiving the phone call from her uncle the day before yesterday, Chi Yan went to the nearby incense candle shop and ordered a tablet according to Zhang Daochang's instructions, and bought a mini porcelain vase pendant the size of a girl's little finger and a knuckle from the market. The tablet has been put back at home, the glass Always carry the bottle with you.
He found a secluded place, rolled a small straight cylinder about the same size with the safety talisman, poured all the ashes into the paper tube, then stuffed the paper tube into the porcelain vase, tightened the stopper, and hung the porcelain vase on the safety rope on which he hung the jade. On the top, next to Lingyu side by side, it looks inconspicuous, like some kind of unique ornament.
After my uncle and his family moved to Shiming City, my grandfather and grandmother were also taken to live in Shiming City by my uncle after Chi Yan went to college. Later, the two old people died one after another, and they were buried together and rested on this land. The old man's tomb is not far from here. Now that he has arrived at the cemetery, Chi Yan will of course go to see his grandparents.
He went to tell his aunt, and the aunt said that his uncle was not there and that there was still something to be dealt with at home, so he could not go with him. Chi Yan also went down the steps to let his aunt be busy. He had already bought a ticket to go back to Su Ming City, and he could go back by himself when he went to see his grandparents.
Green pines and cypresses are planted on both sides of the cemetery, and the atmosphere is solemn and heavy. Although the yin in the cemetery is heavy, but because people's grief for the deceased is entrusted, the feelings are very sincere, but the atmosphere is more pure, Chi Yan is not afraid to come here.
Holding the white chrysanthemums and cleaning cloth he bought from below, he followed his memory to find the tombstones of his grandfather and grandmother, and rambled about his recent life. The withered chrysanthemums were replaced, and the fresh chrysanthemums were placed upright. Seeing that it was getting late, they were about to leave.
He turned around and went back to leave. The moment he turned his back, the black and white photo of the old man smiling on the tombstone restrained his smile. Looking at it carefully, the eyes that looked at the back of his grandson showed a bit of worry.
But Chi Yan could not see.
He couldn't see either, the human-shaped black shadow faintly attached to his back.