"Dad, this is a mooncake with date paste filling. I remember you loved these the most." Bai Lingmiao deliberately held up a mooncake marked with a red stamp, tiptoed, and placed it before a spirit tablet.
"Little brother, you liked red bean filling. I couldn't find any in the village, but try this sesame one instead. It's pretty good too."
Once she finished distributing the mooncakes, Bai Lingmiao took out three more sticks of incense, lit them, and knelt on the ground. After bowing toward the tablets, she stuck the incense into the remaining mooncake.
The thin wisps of blue smoke drifted slowly among the spirit tablets, and once again, incense filled the Bai Family Ancestral Hall.
Bai Lingmiao looked up at the black wall of tablets before her, seeming to ponder something. After a long time, a faint smile appeared on her face as she said, "Tonight is the Moon Festival—I'll spend it with everyone."
