Today,I wished my grandfather (wai gong) happy chinese new year, and he smiled. The best chinese new year ever. I finally feel the love of a grandfather and a grandmother of mine. How my grandmother give her effort in searching halal food and crackers for me and family. And the warm welcome from my grandfather when he keep us filled with canned drinks, orange and crackers. I cant be like my other cousins who are closed to them, but i will always hoping that they accepted me as part of the family. How i wish i could be the young little girl that i used to be, and play,chit chatting with my cousin without worrying what races or what religion that we hold. And i can simply go to tai gong and tai yi house, pay them a visit and get angpau from them without via-ing other people. I just miss that. I hate my mandarin speaking level, and my disability in understanding hakka slang.
Still,no matter what,i love you guys.
