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Under the audience's puzzled gaze, the old grandfather placed money into the donation box.
The villagers below, seeing the old grandfather's behavior, also found it inexplicable.
They talked among themselves, their eyes filled with fear and shock towards the old grandfather's spouse.
"Old Wang's wife Xiu Mei is standing here again? Am I seeing things? Or am I about to die and seeing ghosts?"
"It's not just you who can see her, I can too. Does that mean we're close to death?"
"No, no, that can't be it."
An older grandmother in a blue floral short-sleeved shirt stared at the old grandfather's wife Xiu Mei without uttering a word.
As she watched, she saw Xiu Mei wink at her and make several help-seeking gestures that the two of them had agreed upon when they were younger, and she suddenly understood.
This really was her old sister Xiu Mei!
Xiu Mei was clearly dead, and now how could she be alive again? No, there must be something else going on.