A Falling Leaf Returns To The Roots

After I die, I want to be gone for good. Cremation is probably my prior choice. And I want to go back to where I first come from. Not just back to my mother country China on a larger picture, I want to go back to where my ancestors came from. I think that is the only place where my soul could rest in peace.
I was born and raised in Shanxi province of Mainland China,and that land has always been my home city. My father comes from Jilin province, and traditionally, the section of hometown on my birth certificate would be my father's hometown, which is Jilin. So I always believed I was from northeast China where my father was born until one day my grandpa told me our ancestors first moved to Jilin province about 200 years ago from Yunnan province located on southwest part of China.
There's this old saying that a falling leaf should return to its roots. Eventually, we all go back to where we come from following our ancestry. I don't want to be inhumed, partly because I don't want to be dug up hundreds years later. Also because the ashes can travel everywhere.