They arrived at the county crematorium at two in the afternoon. When they saw the official, they paid and were told to wait outside.
Nine people waited outside. Zhou Yongbing was consoling his wife, who had such a fiery temper that there was nothing else he could do.
It was not until the evening that they received an urn. Zhao Qingxiang was holding it, and everyone was in tears.
By the time they got back, it was already past nine at night. The ashes were placed directly outside and would be buried the next day.
Actually, they should have asked someone to dig the grave that day, but only the children were left at home, so they didn't know what to do. It was the same arrangement as the day before.
The next day, before dawn, after breakfast, everyone went to the cemetery. Many people were already buried there.
In Jiangbei in this season, though there was no snow, the ground was really frozen solid.
