Reunion at mom's country house

It was the first reunion dinner in 20 years that all of us - five brothers and sisters came together. 

Sis had returned from the States for good. 

The same old country house, the same white washed walls, the same green window frames, and the same traditional cakes, turnip pudding, and a big fish in the middle of the round table top. 

While all of us are residing in apartments or country houses here or overseas, with rosewood dining table, European style couch, American style backyard, back home, this primitive little stone house, is the warmth, care and most valuable kinship and family love. 

Whenever we see these old furnishings, and the dear old doors, the windows with square frames, the cushions from brothers' and sisters' homes, with flower patterns from different eras, we just want to hug them, sit on them, and don't want to change them. 

They bring us back to the old days. 

Mom, what's this for? 
Oh, for cooking the rice puddings. The wood is cut from tree branches blown down during typhoons. Puddings cooked by burning firewood taste better, don't they? 

Six pussies waited for their meals.

Mom is a great environmentalist. She saves everything. 

I wonder if we can ever find such a great masterpiece as this big round iron board, expanding a table for five to one for ten! 

The fish costs $600. Yummy though. Good value for money. 

The fish balls were special gifts from Chiu Chau, and the white turnip were freshly picked from mom's garden. They won the most praises.