Some people say that old people can predict their own death when they reach their old age. This rumor is a bit mysterious. Yang Dongxu also half-believes it since he has never seen it with his own eyes.

But in his grandfather, he saw the truth of this rumor.

When my grandpa returned home from the hospital, he seemed to be more energetic than usual. As soon as he got home, he started to clean up everything. First, he cleaned the house and outside, and then prepared a pile of firewood for grandma.

He refused to listen to anyone's advice and insisted on cooking the meal himself, saying that it was rare for his family to gather together like this and he had to find some delicious food.

It was like a big family gathering at the end of the year. Grandpa was so busy that he had no time to spare. He saw his daughter, son-in-law, and grandchildren all coming, and the smile on his face never disappeared for a moment as he came in and out.

There were so many people that Yang Ma and others also joined in. After a long time of busy work, there were three tables of food, one for men, one for women, and one for children.

Holding back his tears, Father Yang opened the bottle and said he would have a nice drink with his father-in-law today, and the other sons-in-law also joined in. Grandpa's face looked like a sensible boy.

Just like this, the whole family had a "happy" meal, which looked more lively than the Chinese New Year.

The meal lasted for more than an hour, and then my grandpa started busy clearing the table. After packing the things, he went back to the house and changed his clothes. After changing his clothes, he lay down on his favorite recliner.

He waved his hands to the family and said he was tired and wanted to sleep for a while, then closed his eyes with a smile.

.....

"Why don't you cremate it?" Yang Dongxu smoked cigarettes one by one, while his son-in-law, Grandpa Yang, and his father sat next to him to discuss his grandfather's funeral.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Your grandpa has repeatedly emphasized that he must be cremated after his death and must follow the call of the country. He has never done anything that violates discipline in his life. Now that he is dead, you want him to break the law? Not just

He wants to be cremated, and I will be cremated just like I am dead." The little grandpa opened his eyes and scolded Yang Dongxu angrily.

He knew Yang Dongxu's desire to let his elders rest in peace, but he also understood that his eldest brother's confession before his death was that he did not want to give the grandson an excuse, so he had to insist on cremation, no matter who came.

Yang Dongxu smoked a cigarette and kept his head down without speaking. The sons-in-law opened their mouths and looked at the young grandfather who had a non-negotiable look on his face, and swallowed back what they wanted to say.

Although cremation is a national regulation, in many cases this regulation is not so strict. For example, in rural areas, some elderly people are not cremated after death, and they just have to pay a fine afterwards.

The state stipulates that cremation is required, but the state also says that those who have already been buried are not allowed to be dug up. So some old people who have died can just bury them secretly in the middle of the night after they die.

However, given the local prestige and connections of the Yang family and the Ran family, there is no need to bury the zombies secretly at all, even if the zombies are dressed up and buried in a grand ceremony, there is no problem.

But neither the grandpa nor the young grandpa obviously wanted to do this. They explained the matter clearly before they left. What they were afraid of was that Yang Dongxu would violate the law if he wanted to do something for his elders after they passed away.

"Be cremated. It will be the same after I die. It would be unfilial to not listen to me."

Grandma, who was dragged into the back room by Yang's mother and other daughters to comfort her, came out at some point. The little old lady stood on a walking stick in front of several sons-in-law and grandsons and said in a very firm tone.

"Then let's cremate it!" Yang's father said.

After saying this, everyone couldn't help but look at Yang Dongxu. Even though Yang Dongxu was a grandson or a junior, as the mainstay of the two families and the most promising one, even Yang's father had to take his son's opinions seriously.

Seeing everyone looking at him, he then looked at his grandfather who had already put on his shroud on the bed next to him. Yang Dongxu bit his back molars until the cigarette butt in his mouth was chewed out of shape, "Cremate!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the voice fell, otherwise Yang Dongxu would have resisted the cremation, even the hot-tempered young grandfather would have been unable to do anything.

The cremation car was still waiting at the intersection of the town and did not dare to drive in. The Yang family or the Ran family did not say anything. If the car dared to drive into the village, the neighbors could overturn it without any action from the two families.

It's not that they want to violently resist the law, but that both the Yang family and the Ran family have done a lot of good things in Shiliba Village. Now everyone can have an income at home and spend time with their parents and children.

We are still living a prosperous life, all because of Yang Dongxu's vigorous construction of his hometown.

After receiving so much kindness from others, this old man passed away, so he had to do something for others, right?

The cremation truck was notified here, and cadres from the village and township also arrived. They didn't show up at first because they were not sure whether it was cremation or not.

Otherwise, if the Yang family and the Ran family insist on not cremating the civil servants as housekeepers, wouldn't they be sitting on wax?

If you don't show up, there is still room for maneuver. There is really no way to implement the cremation, because if you don't show up on the spot, the most you can do is to be criticized by the superiors. If this is the case and the result is not implemented, there will be no room to save the face.

I went there for the cremation in the evening. When I came back after the cremation, the mourning hall at home had been decorated. At the same time, I also notified the cooking people on the street to come over and get tables, chairs, stoves, etc.

"Don't make such a big pomp. Apart from the necessary flowing seats, keep everything else simple. A plate of cannons and a piece of paper per family will be enough. The maximum gift is 100." After talking about the cremation, the little grandpa began to set the rules for the funeral again.

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"Isn't this a little less? After all, the ordinary plain-burning paper costs 100. We are related by relatives..." The person who spoke was the grandpa of the Ran family who didn't have the fifth server.

"Okay, brother, let's do it this way. Everyone has passed away, and adding some and nothing is just to hide the eyes of the living. If I feel bad, just throw two more knives of paper when visiting the grave at the end of the Qingming Festival.

"The little grandpa persuaded.

Neither the Ran family nor the Yang family have any objections to keeping things simple except for the flowing water table.

If other people did this, they would be said to be a wealthy but stingy family, and they would only care about the funeral when the old man passed away.

But no one in the Ran family would say that if they did this. They would only say that the Ran family is too low-key, and they are too embarrassed to show off such a small gift.

The young grandfather and others were discussing the funeral process tomorrow in the next room. Yang Dongxu, several cousins, and nephew Ran Hao were kneeling in front of the mourning hall and constantly putting fire paper into the brazier.

At this time, Zhou Ya walked in with her mobile phone and said in Yang Dongxu's ear, "Wu Xue and Du Weiwei's phone number."

"Ask them to stop bothering and just have this intention." Yang Dongxu said in a hoarse voice.

"Bessie and the others will come over with their children in the evening."

Yang Dongxu couldn't help but raised his head and looked at Zhou Ya in surprise. Zhou Ya explained, "Grandpa and Mr. Xuan are different, and Baiqian and the others have nothing to do with Mr. Xuan. The old man loves me and I don't want to see them.

It’s different here with grandpa. After all, he’s a great-grandson. I’ve seen grandpa before when he was traveling. They should come over to see him off when he’s gone.”

"Thank you for your hard work." Yang Dongxu said gratefully.

"Don't say these things between husband and wife. I will arrange for them to stay at the B&B first. After tomorrow's condolences, I will send grandpa to the fields before leaving for Yangjia Village. Dai'er also wanted to come back, but I stopped her.

You can call her and talk to her yourself sometime."

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