"What do you kids know?" Madam Chai put the teacup down. "The ancestral tombs have a set of rules that were passed down by each family's ancestors. How can we break it just like that? Even if you were to agree with that, would your ancestors think the same way? If you broke the rule and ruined the tombs' feng shui, let's see if you would still agree to it."
"No, we can't mess with the rules that our ancestors had set," Mr Zhou said hurriedly. "I won't agree to that either!"
"Dad!" Zhou Xiaoguang growled. "That's my sister and your daughter—she was a member of our family. Why can't we bury her in our ancestral tomb? It's not fair for her! She trusted us the most when she was alive. We're her family!"