
Am going to KL and back to my dad’s hometown this CNY.
Though that means that we will have to give my mom’s relatives side a miss and less ang bao, getting RM ang baos back, I still love going back.
Remote town it is, it contains lots of memory.
I think my happiest collection of memory for CNY is there.
When we were young, all the aunties and uncles will go back every CNY and its so crowded we have to separate into batches for dinner.
After dinner, the adults will do their offerings to the deities and the kids will play with another, playing with lots of firecrackers.
I still rem thats one yr when my uncle let me drive his bike with him sitting at the back.
After that ride, i caught a cold, had a terrible CNYand that was the last time. Lol.
I dont know when the custom of going back stopped (maybe after my ah ma passed away).
Those were the days.
I know things are different now cos every one have grown up bt still, memories cannot be replaced. =)
HAppy new year everyone.
HUaT ah!