Birth, old age, illness, and death are the fate that no one can escape. Life is nurtured by parents, and children support aging. Diseases are treated by doctors, but after death, only a body is left. No matter how powerful or magnificent you were during your lifetime.
, in the end it can only turn into a handful of ashes with an oily fragrance.
My name is Zhou Lingfeng, and I work at a local crematorium. I just turned twenty-three years old, but I have been working as a cremator in that crematorium for five years. The cremator was given to us by the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The official job title, but secretly, more people will directly call us "stinking corpse cremators".
When I was eighteen years old, my father, who was addicted to gambling, secretly borrowed a loan shark to gamble. As a result, not only did he lose the money, but he was even beaten and sent to the hospital. I watched my mother, who was crying all day long, return the money.
There were loan sharks with compound interest rates, so I finally decided to drop out of school, and with the help of a distant cousin, I went to work in the only crematorium under the jurisdiction of the local Civil Affairs Bureau.
The wages in the crematorium are very high, and there is also a lot of money. Although in less than two years I have almost paid off the loan sharks my family owed, I have since taken root in the crematorium, and I have been there since then.
Now.
I still remember the kind smile on my face when I went to work at the crematorium on the first day, the crematorium director Zhao Wei. It was he who promoted me to work in the most lucrative department of the crematorium, but I didn’t expect that,
Behind this promotion, I was left with a difficult road that no one before me had ever walked...
Although the crematorium is a public institution, to be honest, no one looks down upon us because of our status as cremators.
And this industry is too unstable. When there are no corpses, you can drink, smoke and sleep in there; but if there are corpses to be burned, you will probably have to stay in the incineration room for more than ten hours day and night.
The corpse, even eating has to be faced with the corpse...
Since I was young and just starting out, Uncle Quan, the only cremator in the crematorium, became my master. The first time I saw Uncle Quan, I almost called him Grandpa Quan, but it didn't happen.
Thinking of the white-haired Uncle Quan, he immediately straightened his face. Later, after being reminded by the director of the crematorium, Zhao Wei, I realized that Uncle Quan was the oldest person in the crematorium, and everyone in the place had to call him Quan.
Uncle.
"Uncle Quan, this is Xiao Zhou, I will follow you from now on." Zhao Wei smiled and opened a pack of cigarettes and handed one to Uncle Quan, and even offered to light it for him.
Uncle Quan didn't even raise his head. He just took out a piece of red silk from his pocket and threw it into my arms. Then he said calmly: "Put it in your pocket. Remember, not only will people arrive at work in the future, but this
You have to put the things on your body, otherwise, it will be very difficult for you."
Uncle Quan's words didn't make any waves, but I was a little suspicious. I've heard that you need to bring a work permit to work, but I've never seen anyone wearing red silk.
But we are new here, so I listened to Uncle Quan, so I naturally nodded and said yes, and immediately put the red satin in my pocket; from now on, whenever I come to work, I will definitely have something in my pocket.
There is a little red silk satin, which was just a seemingly casual request from Uncle Quan at first, but it saved me a lot of sinister disasters in the future. Of course, this is all a story later...
On the first day of work, Uncle Quan spent the first half of the day getting familiar with the environment of the incineration room and the cremator installations. On the surface, he said he was familiar with the environment, but in fact, Uncle Quan taught me how to smoke while letting me explore on my own.
The incineration room is not big. There are two stoves in it. One is a modified old stove that was used in the decades. It is like a big gourd with a drawer opening in the middle. The body is pushed in through the drawer opening.
, wood and coal are used to burn under the stove.
The other stove is equipped with a cremation machine, and the fire for burning the corpse is burned with diesel. Uncle Quan said that once it burns, the temperature in the stove will reach **hundred, and a corpse weighing 200 kilograms will be burned.
If you can leave one or two kilograms of ashes after entering, it is considered good.
What surprised me even more was that Uncle Quan called the commonly used cremator furnace a floor furnace. Basically, those who burned corpses used a floor furnace. The other old furnace, which was already covered with dust, was used by Uncle Quan.
It's called the Heavenly Furnace.
I asked Uncle Quan why he built a ceiling stove that looked like an antique since he had such a good mechanical stove, but Uncle Quan kept smoking and didn't even bother me...
After leisurely leisurely for a long time in the morning, I was taken out by Uncle Quan to have some food. When I came back at around one o'clock in the afternoon, I saw several cars parked at the entrance of the crematorium. Uncle Quan next to me saw this,
Without raising his head, he said: "Come in, we have guests, please keep your face straight!"
"Why are you so stern? It's not like my family is dead." I wondered.
Uncle Quan simply rolled his eyes at me angrily, "You silly boy, if you don't have a straight face, who among them will give you a red envelope?"
As he said this, Uncle Quan just walked in with his head raised, and I followed behind. I was a little bit dumbfounded for a moment. Uncle Quan's salary is probably not low, so how could he still be greedy for the red envelope?
I quickly followed Uncle Quan's footsteps. To be honest, I just took a long leisurely time in the morning and didn't see any corpses, so I wasn't afraid. But now that I really have work to do, my heart suddenly beats.
Same.
In front of the crematorium is a condolence hall, which is specially prepared for family members to express their condolences to the deceased. It is also the place where family members wait for the deceased to be transformed from the body into ashes.
As soon as I walked into the condolence hall, I saw several people wearing sackcloth and mourning kneeling in a coffin and crying loudly. There were also several women who lay on the ground in grief. Seeing that scene, I was momentarily overwhelmed.
I also felt a little heavy in my heart...
A few minutes later, Uncle Quan glanced at the mourning crowd and then said calmly to me: "You know everything I told you this morning."
I nodded, "Yes, I'll send you to the dressing room first, and then to the incineration room."
"Yes, let's pull the coffin in." Uncle Quan said expressionlessly.
I said hello. Our custom here is that the coffin cannot touch the ground, so the coffin entering the crematorium will be put on a cart with small wheels. In this way, it not only follows the custom but also makes it easier for our employees.
.
As soon as I pulled the coffin towards the dressing room, the mourners began to cry loudly again. At this moment, a girl walked towards me among the crowd.
"Hello, little master, can you help me with something?" The girl is about the same age as me, and her delicate little face is now full of pear blossoms, which makes people feel pity at first sight.
"Uh, you called me?" I was a little dazed for a moment.
Uncle Quan on the side saw this and said expressionlessly: "Do you think she is calling me?"
Seeing Uncle Quan's old face wrinkled like tree bark, I felt my face heat up and shook my head unconsciously.
"Is something wrong?" I said quickly.
The girl nodded and said: "Little master, I beg you to ask the makeup artist to make my grandma look more beautiful. Grandma loved me the most when she was alive. I want her to go away beautiful..."
"Uh, okay."
I nodded numbly. To be honest, this girl was very beautiful, and I was a little shy, so my face turned red all of a sudden.
"You're not leaving yet, why don't you leave a phone number?" Uncle Quan on the side saw my stupid look and couldn't help but whisper softly in my ear.
My face turns red when I see a pretty girl, and now that Uncle Quan said this, I feel even more embarrassed.
I quickly pushed the coffin into the dressing room without raising my head. At this moment, the girl's grateful voice came from behind me, "Little master, thank you..."
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