The villagers praise people for their sincerity.
"This child has a smooth forehead and a shiny head, I've said it looks like a little Half Fairy, and it can even make people freeze from a distance."
"Amazing, amazing, that through this thing called a mobile phone, one can even tell fortunes. Could you do a reading for me too?"
"Such chubby cheeks, the kid must eat well, right? When will you come to the village, Auntie will make you some Sweet and Sour Pork."
Everyone took their turn with words of praise, and at last, the mobile phone was returned to Li Tou, who curiously circled around Xiu Mei and Lanhua.
The two old sisters were embracing, with Lanhua crying "Wu wu wu."
Hot tears rolled down, landing on Xiu Mei's body.
Li Tou hurriedly pulled the two apart, noticing that his own wife's left shoulder was also drenched, and he fiercely scolded Lanhua, "What are you doing, Lanhua? Xiu Mei is now made of paper, if you wet her with your tears, she won't have a body anymore."