The Taboo of the Ghost Festival

Alex held Amelia's hand, a gentleness hidden in his eyes. Unknowingly, the Walton family had become his second home. He was used to being alone. He didn't expect to have an obedient daughter and a warm family.

At the dining table, William looked at the table full of duck meat and asked curiously, "Sister, why do you kill ducks but not chickens during the Ghost Festival?"

Amelia said as she ate the duck soup noodles, "Because there's a Bridge of Helplessness in the netherworld, there are 3,000 meters of water under the bridge. Chickens don't know how to swim! If we use chickens as tributes, the wealth we brought to the ancestors can't be sent over there! Therefore, in the Hungry Ghost Festival, we kill ducks instead of chickens."

William was enlightened. "Is there a taboo during the Ghost Festival? Can we go out at night?"

Amelia looked at William in surprise. Why was her brother still thinking of going out at night?