"You're going out?" That's when I heard the sound of running water ticking from the eaves outside. Sure enough, it started to rain early in the morning.

"Go meet the ghost people." Grandpa smiled.

"You're going to see him at this time?"

Grandpa nodded, not a bit of a joke.

"Then I'll go too." I got up and got dressed immediately. The straw underneath creaked and rubbed. I sat on the edge of the bed, stretched, and looked up to see the plastic sheets on the beams bulging down one by one, like tofu plates that were not for sale.

"Grandpa, the plastic sheeting is bulging.

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