They had been busy all morning in a flurry of activity. The details were unclear, but under their Sister-in-law's command, there hadn't been a moment's rest.
No sooner had they sat down on the sofa than Du Ping came in with incense, joss paper, and offerings. "Stop sitting," he said. "Let's go visit the graves now. If we wait until the people patrolling the mountain show up, we won't be able to go up."
All Du Heng could do was get up with a resigned sigh. He went into the other room and dragged the reluctant Du Yi, who was pretending to read, out of the house. Even though his nephew pulled a sullen face, his mouth pouting, Du Heng didn't let him off.
While packing things into bags, Du Heng casually mentioned, "Big Brother, didn't the town announce that burning joss paper isn't allowed anymore? Can we still go?"
