“How is the preparation for Sangjit ceremony next week?” asked kungkung to me.
“Mmm… It’s already finished Kung. I have prepared it well. I have bought it all. Maybe we can decorate it tomorrow” I said.
Kungkung - an old man who cares to me. He loved me so much since my parents died three years ago.
“Is your Cheongsam fit in you? Have you tried it ?”
“Of course Kung, I have tried my Cheongsam. And it’s very beautiful”.
“And how about fruits and other things for Sangjit ? Is it fix in amount and size?”
“I think so…”
“Don’t ignore our ancestor tradition Liong Fuk. It’s not good. Do it well” he said while pointed his little finger in front of my face. Then smiled.
“Yes kung. I understand” I said shortly.
“Let me see the Cheongsam for the woman” asked Niu Nai to Liong Fuk. She was Liong Fuk’s grandmother. She was still beautiful at her age. 85 years old. Then she checked it carefully.
“By the way, who is your girlfriend’s name ?” asked kungkung.
