After the group rushed out, they discovered that the coffin contained nothing but a tablet. Zhang Xilin's bones were nowhere to be seen.
Zhang Chulan had only just learned that his grandfather's soul was still alive, and now he was about to see his grandfather's remains. He didn't know what to make of it, so he could only step forward and take out the tablet to have a look, hoping to cover up his awkwardness.
But when he looked at it, he saw something that infuriated him!
A video recorded by Lu Liang himself was playing automatically. In it, he grinned and said, "Fruit peels are wet waste, no matter how dry they are, and wet wipes are dry waste, no matter how wet they are!
"Anything useless to us is garbage. We were done with Zhang Xilin's remains, but one question has been bothering us: are his remains dry waste, or just garbage?"
How could Zhang Chulan not understand what had really happened? Those people must have thrown his grandfather's remains into the trash. He hurried to the garbage heap by the entrance to look for them, but searched for ages without finding anything.
Xu San looked at the mountain of garbage and knew it would be difficult for one person to search through it, so he quickly asked the company employees to help.
With so many people searching, they soon found Zhang Xilin's remains in the garbage.
But the remains had been mixed in with all the other trash. It was a grave insult to the dead.
Zhang Chulan's eyes reddened. For the moment, he even forgot that his grandfather was still alive. Unable to help himself, he tugged at the rubber band his grandfather had given him, which was looped around his wrist.
"Snap!"
"Snap!!"
"Snap!!!"
Once,