Chapter 3020

"The house was just built in our village, that is, it was built this month. In our village, it's very impressive. When it was built, I heard that it was to build some factories, but I haven't seen any people who used it or came. But it was built for the young and middle-aged people in the village. They gave money to the people in the village who were rich and didn't care what they were building Yes. "

"You didn't know that the house was on fire all night last night?" The police asked in a questioning tone.

"In the middle of the night, no one knows that we have that curiosity to see it. Moreover, the house is so far away from where we all live, and no one in our village will go as far to see it in the evening. Besides, the burning in this village is normal in the evening. The customs in our village are different from those outside you. If we don't want to bury, we will have fire Burial, the higher the fire, the more prosperous it is, the closer the dead can be to heaven. "

The village head explained, "when we saw such a big fire, we thought that the old man in the village had gone and was doing the funeral."

If it's a funeral, according to the village's custom, outsiders should avoid those who can't disturb the dead to go to heaven. So, who can go to other people's houses to have a fire in the evening?

In the village, a normal person can't do it.

The village head was a little old, so he walked slowly. A group of people finally drove with the village head, and then the village head showed the way, which was to say that they found the newly built house.

It's a two-story wooden house. It looks more magnificent than anyone's house in the village.

There is a very spacious open space at the door of the house, and here, the open space is now gray and black.

"It's here." The police officer turned and stopped on the road. "Look at the soil in this open space."

It's needless to say that Lu Xingzhi has recognized from the appearance of the yard that this is indeed the burning of Zhuangcheng mountain

The place where Jiang Yao was burned.

By this time, it was already afternoon, and the gray and black soil was no longer smoking.

Lu Xingzhi stepped forward, and every time he landed, he felt very light, as if he was afraid of stepping heavily, and would hurt someone.

He slowly bent down and held the earth gently. He didn't know how many bones and flesh of Jiangyao were in this holding of earth, or how much pain and extravagance he had in this holding of earth.

He took off his coat, a little bit of the gray and black soil with his hands, a handful, a handful of holding into the coat, do not let go of any burnt black soil, for fear, miss a little bit of her ashes.

The police officer who sent Lu Xingzhi to the border also got red eyes from this scene. He stood there and wanted to help, but Liang Yueze caught him in time.

"Let him alone." Liang Yueze road.

Lu Xingzhi will not be touched or wanted to be involved.

This is not only a ceremony for Lu Xingzhi, but also the only way for him to take Jiang Yao home.

"Yao Yao, I'll take you home." Lu Xingzhi's movement is very light. As long as a little wind blows, he will cover it with his own body.

Just like he used to shelter Jiang Yao from the wind and rain, at this moment, he also wanted to shelter her ashes, which had died but mixed with earth.

His voice, very light, light, almost crumpled into the breeze.

"Yao Yao, I'm sorry. I didn't find you until now, and I didn't take you home."

"Yao Yao, it doesn't hurt. I'll be gentle."

"Yao Yao, don't be afraid. I'm still there."