Lin Jie woke up from hunger and checked the time. It was already near one in the afternoon.
After the life-and-death scare last night and the exhaustion from the evening, when he returned home, he couldn't hold on any longer. He hadn't even had breakfast and had fallen asleep directly on the bed.
After a quick wash, Lin Jie went downstairs to the living room and saw Lin Miao sitting cross-legged on the sofa folding paper money ingots.
Beside her, there was already a large pile of folded paper money ingots.
In the empty space of the living room, a sacrificial table had been set up.
On the table were offerings for their grandfather and grandmother, including whole chicken, fish, fruits, and a small incense burner in front of the memorial photos.
