"Big brother, I miss my sister very much. I hope my sister can come with me when I come back next year." Sulei gently pulled out the burning money paper in front of the grave, as if she were talking to Hanzi and her parents who slept in the grave.

"Don't worry, your sister is all right. When she comes back, I will accompany you to worship uncles and aunts." Hanzi squatted beside her and pulled back a pile of money paper which was about to be blown away by the wind with a twig. The fading money paper burned up again.

Hearing his quiet comfort and accompanying him to...