CNY 4th Day (Feb 12, Pt 1)
TAHI!! April fool been coming too early this year. Wanna know why, click here and here, then here and here. Anta futari... SAITEI!! Chiak Ba Guei Tao Eng!! Demo tanoshikatta!! Kekeke...
Ok, me back to my post now. Aarrgghh... somehow today heavy head gone. :)
A day in grandma's place
Usually, when the rats getting married during the night time of CNY 2nd day, that day time oso women go back to their own home to meet papa n mama. However, it is impossible for my mum to do so as she has to stay at home for the 2nd day. My mum goes back Niang Jia (her own family before married) every year on the 4th day.
4th day is oso the day for welcoming the prosperity god. So mum is killing 2 birds with one stone.
We departed from home before 7am. Within 40 min, reached my grandma's place. I was so hungry, so get a pack of instant noodle to cook. Mum couldn't wait oledi, she wanted to get waiting number early. So, she just ignored me and went to the Ji Gong temple by herself. :P Ok, I'm not a good gal for that time, grrrring stomach conquered my mind. Sorry yar~ mummy.
But then, within 5 min, I gulped my noodle... then rushed to join her.
"Hui, slow slow eat... no good to get choke you know~" Grandma oso worried see me like that.
So, what did I do when I reached there? Nothing.
So bored... until taking some nonsense pics. :P
Like this bougainvillea. We call it Bunga Kertas in Malay, meaning Paper Flower. But a teacher told me before the flower itself is actually an evolution from the leaves. Cool~
Kekeke... can figure out what is this Dong Dong? It was actually the centre of a rotten papaya tree. :P
Yippie! Mum got her number. Number 8, still a long way to wait. So, we decided to go out with grandma n uncle for breakfast (kekeke... my 2nd round). :P
We went to the most famous Chinese cafe in Serian pasar. It is called Sing Kong Cafe. My 1st time there. Even it was CNY 4th day, many people were having meals there.
We ordered a few bowls of Kolok Mee for the kids. Well, this is a version without the red red char siew. Kuching people usually call this kind of version Qi Liao, meaning with fresh ingredient. Usually will have prawns, but not the one in this shop. Only the pork and fish ball. Well, the noodle itself tasted not bad.
Then, Kiu Kiu (hakka way to say uncle of maternal side) oso ordered a few bowls of Ham Moi (literally means salty porridge in Hakka, but actually it means porridge with assorted ingredients inside). I like this porridge. The look was quite plain, but the taste was great. A very good bowl to start a day. Inside the porridge, you can see mince pork ball, pork liver and some vege for decoration.
The final thing that came was this Bak Kut Teh. I noticed something, Chinese restaurant in Serian like to use a lot of pork ingredients for cooking, including the internal organs. Now I know why I can owez see so many pork cookings in grandma's place liao. I tried a bit of the soup. Not bad, but not my type, too oily for me. But from the order made by the customers, this dish definitely was the most popular in the shop.
Meet my 4 little sweet cousins. ;) Sit : Ting. Stand left to right : Seng, Danny, Damon.
With a bloated stomach, I guai guai followed my mum to the Ji Gong temple again this time. No excuse could give oledi...
Mum wanted me to do some praying. So I did. And I was free again... :P Think you all know what I did for the next then.
What else if not taking pictures...
This was the little 'temple' we went. A very famous one in Serian area. Kekeke... see Bu Bu (my grandma's doggy), so good boy, waiting for us outside. And Damon, was wheedling with his daddy. Mum was further behind with red shirt red pants.
Burning joss sticks and the Pak Gua (a symbol of Ying and Yang) sign on the red red wall.
Outside the temple, spiral joss stick was hooked on the ceiling... round and round it slowly burnt.
This was a good timing. A red dragonfly suddenly flew near me. I was just in time to take this shot before it bye bye again.
Nothing else for me to do there. So, told mum wanna get back to grandma's house. She asked Bu Bu to be my body guard. Kekeke...
Bu Bu actually so obedient, did what my mum told it.
At first, we walked slowly side by side... while enjoying the scenery around. Suddenly... heavy rain came in... Wah~~~ I ran and ran and ran... with my high heels... Bu Bu saw me run, oso started to compete with me. Ok, I lost a horse nose to Bu Bu. It was really fun.
Rushed to the backyard. Saw grandma was dressing a kampung chicken.
Grandma : " Go in now. Rain liao~"
We had a great lunch time (that was 2 hrs after my breakfast). Yabai!!
Just when we finished our lunch, grandma's neighbour brought a big plate of pisang tanduk goreng (deep fried horn banana) for us. Aarrgghh... if only she brought them before lunch. My stomach are too full to take much more things. But the temptation was too strong...
So I jump jump move move my stomach to spare out some more space just to fill in one more piece of this pisang goreng.
Oh~~~ it was divine. Fly fly high up to heaven...
Ah~~ I miss this pisang goreng again. *sob sob*
Later, I went back to Kuching earlier with Bert Bert, to get ready for Mardi Gras party.
Yeah!! Party time will be up tomolo. ;)