“Uncle Fan had busied himself making lots of míngqì to bury them with—soft baby lambs and tiny ponies and wise teachers. They will be well taken care of, where they’re going, he’d said. My cousins grew smaller and smaller, skin tight across their bones, somehow looking younger even though their faces were wrinkled from thirst.” FamilySadDeath And DyingAfterlifeDeath Of A Loved One Book:The Scarlet Alchemist Source: The Scarlet Alchemist