Early in the morning, as soon as Manman got up and washed her face, from the window of the washroom, she could see children chuckling and running through the streets and alleys outside the courtyard.
As the mountain sun rose, some traveling peddlers, perhaps hearing about the celebration here, came to join in the bustling activity, selling things among the children.
Manman could see that some of the kids were holding the most traditional kind of folk art—sugar figurines.
The breakfast was with her husband in their little house, they heard that the courtyard was too inconvenient with all the guests coming and going these days, so before the family feast, each household was instructed to dine in their own room.
