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Old man Qian had already foreseen that the third and fourth households would sooner or later rise up, and he hoped that they could lift up the main house together. As for the second one, he was simply a cowardly fool who didn't have the guts to stir things up; it was all up to Manjiang to see if he could fight for some respect.
Afterward, the old patriarch began to blame Qian Sangui, "Manjiang buddy died so young; it's truly pitiful. You should have built a grave for him sooner, allowing his soul to return to his homeland and enjoy the offerings of incense and paper money from his descendants..."
Qian Sangui sighed, "Firstly, my son was in poor health, and then one thing after another happened, leading to the delay. Father is right, we can't put it off any longer. We'll take care of it in a few days."
Everyone discussed hustling to set up a grave with clothes and hats for Qian Manjiang before the new year.
