The deceased is lifted on shoulders later; the spoons in the cauldron start clattering first. The wails of the grieving family do not even subside before cries of "hand over the spices, hey!" ring out. Flowers are not yet adorned on the grave before the dining dishes are laid out. The tears in the eyes do not even dry up before the tone of relatives becomes dry... "The meat pieces in the rice are too few. When so-and-so hosted the meal, were they so poor that they couldn't add another two kilograms of meat?" The one who dies is gone. But what kind of custom is this that those coming to attend the funeral are biting into meat pieces in their memory, eagerly waiting for the taste of cauldron-cooked food? Change these obsolete traditions. What custom is this that even when you go to a funeral, it is said, "Make sure to eat before you leave"? Let alone those from nearby; even those who have come from afar should eat at a hotel if they are too hungry. Make a firm resolve that in the future, if you ever have to attend a funeral, even if you travel thousands of kilometers and even if close relatives are cooking, you will not eat food from the deceased's house. Joy and sorrow are part of every human life. But change these traditions before our entire social system gets engulfed by it...
