The woman looked a little worried. She was afraid the police would not let her take her husband's body or chase her away. She was only 30 years old, but she looked much older because of her hard work.
The police said, "The body can't be put on the plane or train, so you need to send it to the local funeral parlor to be cremated and then take the ashes back. If you need help, can we contact the funeral parlor? You can discuss it with them."
The middle-aged woman thanked him profusely. Then, she touched her pocket. She was short of money and worried that she did not have enough and could not give her husband a decent funeral.
"Third Brother!" Zhou Weiqi stood at the door and was about to walk in, but the moment he smelled the disgusting stench inside, he immediately covered his nose and ran out. Then, he waved at Lu Xingzhi from afar.
Lu Xingzhi heard the sound and looked at the door. He ignored Zhou Weiqi.