Many relatives and friends followed behind, each with a look of sorrow on their faces.
It seemed as if even the heavens could feel their grief as a light drizzle began to fall.
Standing in front of the chosen grave, they wore black clothes and held black umbrellas, listening quietly as the priest read the funeral oration.
Then, with Rong Shaoze's assistance, his mother personally placed the ashes in the grave.
Clutching the first handful of soil, she just couldn't let go. With this act, her husband would truly be buried in the ground, leaving her forever.
Her sobs suddenly grew louder, and Rong Shaoze gently patted her back, silently comforting her.
Under his encouraging gaze, she painfully and reluctantly scattered the first handful of soil. Rong Shaoze followed, scattering the second.
Then, each person came forward to see Rong father on his final journey.
The yellow earth covered Rong father's ashes, adding another grave, another tombstone, to this plot of land.
