Chapter 3022
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"That house was just built in our village not long ago. It was only built this month. It's considered quite grand in our village. When it was being built, I heard that it was going to be some kind of factory, but it has never been used. No one has ever visited it. However, the people who built the house were all young and strong men in the village. They paid them. The villagers were earning money, so they didn't care what the people built it for."
"Last night, the house was on fire all night. Didn't you know?" the police asked in a questioning tone.
"It was the middle of the night. Even if we knew, we wouldn't be curious enough to go and see it. Moreover, that house is so far away from where we all live. We wouldn't walk that far to see it. Besides, it's normal for a village to have a fire in the middle of the night. Our village's customs are different from your customs outside. We don't bury people, we cremate them. The higher the fire, the brighter it is, the closer the deceased can get to heaven," the village chief explained.
"When we saw such a big fire, we thought that someone in the village had passed away and was holding a funeral."
If it was really a funeral, according to the village's customs, outsiders had to avoid disturbing the deceased as they went to heaven. Therefore, who would go and join in the fun when they saw someone else's house burning in the middle of the night?
In the village, no normal person would do such a thing.
The village chief was a little old, so he walked a little slowly. In the end, the group of people had to drive the village chief. Then, with the village chief leading the way, they finally found the newly built house.
It was a small two-story wooden house. From the looks of it, it was more grand than any other house in the village.
There was a very spacious open space in front of the house. Here, the open space was gray and black.
"It's here." The police officer turned his head and said to Lu Xingzhi, "Look at the dirt on this open space."
Without the police officer saying anything, Lu Xingzhi already recognized from the courtyard that this was indeed the place where Zhuang Chengshan burned it …
The place where Jiang Yao was burned.
At this time, it was already afternoon. The dark gray soil was no longer emitting smoke.
Lu Xingzhi walked forward. Every step he took was very light, as if he was afraid that he would hurt someone if he stepped too hard.
He slowly bent down and gently lifted the soil. He didn't know how much of Jiang Yao's bones and flesh were in this handful of soil. He also didn't know how much of his pain and hopes were in this handful of soil.
He took off his jacket and used his hands to scoop the grayish-black soil into his jacket. He didn't let go of any of the burnt soil, for fear that he would miss even a little bit of her ashes.
The police officer who escorted Lu Xingzhi to the hospital also had red eyes when he saw this scene. He stood there and wanted to help, but Liang Yueze pulled him back in time.
"Let him do it himself," Liang Yueze said.
Lu Xingzhi wouldn't let anyone touch it, and he didn't want anyone to get involved.
To Lu Xingzhi, this wasn't just a ceremony. It was also the only way he could bring Jiang Yao home.
"Yaoyao, I'll take you home." Lu Xingzhi's movements were very light. As long as the wind blew over, he would use his body to cover it.
Just like how he used to shelter Jiang Yao from the wind and rain, at this moment, he also had to shelter her ashes from the wind and rain.
His voice was very soft, so soft that it almost melted into the cool breeze.
"Yaoyao, I'm sorry. It took me until now to find you and take you home."
"Yaoyao, it doesn't hurt. I'll be gentle."
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