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After eating, after going through various procedures, after the farewell ceremony, the coffin was officially released.

Lin Qingzhu and a company executive carried the coffin and loaded it onto the funeral car.

Lin Yuzhu's small figure followed behind, wearing a small black suit, with a straight figure, with a bit of Zhilan Yushu's character.Surrounded by people, he seemed to be alone in another world.

The remains were escorted to the crematorium by relatives.

Chapter 148 Burning Dad Crematorium

Lin Qingzhu arrived at the crematorium together with the body. There were staff who were specially responsible for receiving and escorting at the door. The staff gave Lin Qingzhu and Lin Yuzhu a simple condolences.

Then, a small car came over and took over the coffin brought by the funeral company.

A staff member came out and guided Lin Qingzhu into a hall, where the coffin lid will be opened for the last time, and they can say goodbye to their loved ones.

Lin Qingzhu took Lin Yuzhu by the hand, stepped forward silently, and took a last look at the two of them.

After a brief farewell, the staff closed the coffin lid and pushed the coffin into the incineration chamber.

Afterwards, the staff explained the principle of incineration to them intimately.

Oil injection, ignition, incineration, cooling... At a high temperature of nearly 1000 degrees Celsius, it only takes half an hour for a body to be turned into ashes.

After the staff finished explaining, they used the conveyor belt to push the two coffins into the machine, pressed the start switch, and the machine immediately made a roar of operation.

From now on, the deceased can only exist in the memories and photos of the family members, and there is no specific image left.

Lin Qingzhu took the young boy in the lounge, and the two had a brief rest. Half an hour later, the staff came again: "Mr. Lin, it's finished."

Lin Qingzhu nodded slightly: "Thank you."

Under the guidance of the staff, the two arrived at the machine in the incinerator.

The coffin, body, and flowers from half an hour ago have all disappeared.

Lin Qingzhu watched the two workers press the buttons of the two machines respectively, and the conveyor belt sent out the steaming metatarsal bones and put them on the cart.

The black ones are the ashes left after the coffin was burned. The body has long been wiped out, and the white bones are scattered on the black ashes. It can be vaguely seen that it is the human form of the deceased.

The staff pushed the cart to the bone sorting room and continued to give Lin Qingzhu a detailed explanation.

The staff member wearing white gloves pointed to the bones and said, "This is your father's toe bones. The slender ones are the calf bones, the upper ones are the kneecaps, and the thick ones are the hip bones and shoulder blades."

When the explanation came to the head, the staff slightly straightened the skull: "This is the cap and the upper jaw."

"..." He didn't feel much, but intellectually felt that this custom was a bit scary.

Lin Qingzhu tried several times to let Lin Yuzhu go out first, or to cover his eyes, but in the end, he did nothing.

In Japan, leaving ashes is a memorial, not a taboo.

After the introduction, the staff took out a small urn and asked Lin Qingzhu and Lin Yuzhu if there was any remains that they particularly wanted to put in the small urn.

"..." Lin Qingzhu shook her head silently.

In fact, he wanted to put the cheap father's skull in a small jar, but the jar was too small for it to fit.

Lin Yuzhu pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment: "I want to put my mother's hand bones in a small jar."

The staff froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, Mr. Xiao, which hand should you use?"

Lin Yuzhu was squeezed tightly by Lin Qingzhu's small hand, and some cold sweat appeared on the palm: "The right hand."

So, the staff selected a few pieces from various parts of the male remains, and put them into the small urn with a pair of special long chopsticks.

Then, with long chopsticks, 27 small bones from the right hand bone of the woman's remains were picked out and put into another small urn.

Then, the staff took out a large ashes urn, indicating that the two of them could install part of the remains by themselves to express their condolences.

Lin Qingzhu lowered his eyes, with a calm expression, he casually picked up a few bones of the two of them with chopsticks and put them in the large urn. Then, he looked down at Polygonatum Yuzhu beside him, feeling a little tangled in his heart.

What kind of broken customs is this in Japan?

Lin Yuzhu looked up at his brother, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a few bones with almost reverent movements, and gently put them into the jar.

He has little strength, and when he can't pick up the big ones, he picks up the small ones, one piece after another, like an obsession.

The circles of her eyes gradually turned red, and Lin Yuzhu held tears in her eyes, trying not to let a single tear fall.

The staff is also very patient, silently watching them operate, without disturbing.

Lin Qingzhu couldn't stand it any longer, so she gently covered Lin Yuzhu's eyes with her palm, and sighed softly, "Yuzhu, it's done."

Bang!

A small piece of bone between the chopsticks fell off, Lin Yuzhu loosened his hand, and the chopsticks also fell aside, his palms gradually became moist, Lin Qingzhu squatted down, and gently hugged the little boy in his arms.

About ten seconds later, Lin Yuzhu took his brother's hand and looked back at him: "Brother, this is the last time."

"Okay." Lin Qingzhu was helpless.

Children, cry when they cry, why be ashamed.

In the end, the staff quickly collected the remaining remains into the urn, covered the skull, and finally covered the urn, and handed over the ashes of two large, two small and four urn to Lin Qingzhu.

Large urns are buried in cemeteries, while small urns are enshrined in homes.

Lin Qingzhu gave Lin Yuzhu the two small jars, hugged the two big jars, and took Lin Yuzhu home.

On the way back, the autumn wind was blowing, and the roads on both sides of the street were covered with fallen yellow leaves. The desolate fallen leaves spread on the ground, shining a poignant color.

As the breeze blew, countless yellow leaves fluttered and fell to the dust, and the air was filled with a bleak chill.

Surrounded by desolation, two figures, one big and one small, are surrounded by a touch of sadness and desolation.

———I am the dividing line——

"Yuzhu, do you want to continue living in the Lin Mansion and let the housekeeper take care of you, or..." Lin Qingzhu stopped in the middle of speaking, a little tangled.

He doesn't know how to bring children, and he has a lot of secrets. From time to time, people from various forces come to visit. Lin Yuzhu living with him is not too dangerous.

When Lin Yuzhu heard Lin Qingzhu's unfinished words, her eyes lit up slightly, and she raised her head: "Brother, I want to live with you, is that okay? I won't cause you any trouble."

"I'm not safe there." Lin Qingzhu frowned slightly.

"Brother..." Lin Yuzhu's eyes were slightly disappointed, but he didn't ask for it again. If it would make things difficult for the elder brother...

Lin Yuzhu's hand holding Lin Qingzhu's sleeve gradually tightened, and then suddenly let go.

"Forget it, follow me." Sighing in her heart, Lin Qingzhu grabbed Lin Yuzhu's loose hand.

The light in Lin Yuzhu's eyes suddenly appeared, very faint but very transparent.

"Thank you bro."

Lin Qingzhu led the young boy to find Saburo Ikeda: "Uncle Ikeda, I will trouble you to take care of the Lin House. I will take Yuzhu to live with me."

Ikeda Saburo was stunned for a moment, and persuaded: "Eldest young master, why don't you bring young master to live in Lin Mansion."

"No, I'm not used to it." Lin Qingzhu shook his head and refused.

"Brother, can you take your parents' ashes?" Lin Yuzhu asked.

Lin Qingzhu said indifferently: "It's up to you."

Seeing Lin Yuzhu running to get the urn, Lin Qingzhu thought in her heart that she hasn't returned to the clinic for three days, and she doesn't know if the little brother has returned with the unicorn.

Sighing silently in my heart, I don't know how many times I was angry in the past three days. Lin Qingzhu sat on the sofa, leaned back, closed her eyes and waited, tsk, so tired.

The slender fingers squeezed the center of the eyebrows vigorously, Lin Qingzhu felt more and more incomprehensible about Gin's model worker, Toru Amuro couldn't help it, Gin was working every day, why did he do so much work?

He had only survived for three days and was almost unable to hold on.

Hearing the young boy's footsteps, Lin Qingzhu opened his eyes: "Let's go."

"Okay, brother."

Chapter 149 Little brother doesn't know what he's thinking day by day

The panel pops up suddenly:

【Su Qing, you are really miserable. 】

"It's not thanks to you." Lin Qingzhu was speechless: "But now, it doesn't seem to have much to do with whether I am miserable or not?"

【You have a lot of work to do. 】

Lin Qingzhu: Then he seems to be really miserable.

Taking the young boy out of the car, Lin Qingzhu opened the door of the clinic, inexplicably having the illusion of a lifetime away. It felt like a long time had passed and many things had happened to him in the past few days.

The driver saw the two young masters getting out of the car, and without any other explanation, he started again and left.

Lin Qingzhu looked at the furnishings in the room. The special powder sprinkled on the door was exactly the same as when he left. It seems that the little brother and Qilin haven't come back yet.

"Brother, is this where you live?" Lin Yuzhu observed the room curiously.

"Yeah." Lin Qingzhu led him into the clinic and upstairs: "I'll clean up the room for you, so you can get acquainted with it."

"it is good."

Seeing Lin Yuzhu nodding, Lin Qingzhu ignored him and cleaned up another bedroom and came out.

"Brother, do you have a lot to clean up? I can do it myself, you go to sleep for a while." After a while, Lin Yuzhu reappeared at the door of the room.

Lin Qingzhu spread the quilt, got up and walked towards Lin Yuzhu, without refusing: "It's almost there, you can see if there is anything missing, and tell me what you need."

"I'm going to catch up on sleep. If you are sleepy, you can sleep for a while."

He felt that he should really take a nap, his head was swollen and painful, and although he felt that with his physique, sudden death should not be so easy, but he also felt that there was a little risk.

His current feeling is a bit like that during the outbreak of the original world. After the sun became positive, he felt a high fever of [-] degrees. He was in good spirits, but he was very uncomfortable.

Lin Qingzhu lay on the bed for more than half an hour, unable to fall asleep with a headache, so he simply got up and went to bed at night.

After staying up for a long time, I don't sleep, but I don't feel sleepy.

Lin Qingzhu put on his coat, sat on the bed, and pressed the center of his eyebrows firmly for a while.

There was always a strong sense of manic depression in his heart, which made him want to go crazy, and now it was entirely his reason that was suppressing the manic desire in his heart.

When Lin Qingzhu walked out of the room, she saw Lin Yuzhu sitting at the table, sipping porridge.

"Where did you get the porridge?" Lin Qingzhu was a little surprised.