Xaviera asked, “What era is it now? Why are you still engaging in such feudal superstitions? To be honest, we are all from the same village. Nowadays we are talking about materialism, okay? To put it bluntly, these sacrifices are just the spiritual support of the living.”
They all listened to Xaviera's words carefully. It made Xaviera even more confident.
“You make black money from the elderly, Auntie Carmen. Then now you have to make up lies to amuse the dead. Are you cheap? The cost price of this is only a few cents. If you still have some conscience, you should return the difference right now.”
I turned cold at this moment. I then refused her unreasonable demands, but they quietly videotaped it all and published it on the internet.
They even ran to my husband's school to go on a rant about me using feudal superstitions to make money. Under pressure from public opinion, I could only return the difference in the deposit.
I chose a different paper material with a relatively stronger flavour and no spices. I always ensured that the ancient method of boiling paper to ensure that the paper material was non-toxic and harmless to the human body.