Poyang, April 5th – 7th 2008
Oil Vegetable Flowers, i.e. 油菜花; a.k.a. Brassica campestris or rape blossoms.
Right on the eastern side of Poyang Lake and population of around 140 millions, Poyang city was once an important historical and geographical hub in history but now gone into its seemingly impoverished state. However, industrial developments pertaining to food processing and garment are now propping up along the main road from the high way entrance or exit leading all the way to the city center; this is very apparent in this outlying where its current appearance is still very rural in character. Paddy fields are still everywhere a large part of the city already speaks for itself. In fact, the overall Jiangxi Province as an inland province of China is today considered an economic backwater but struggling to strive forward.
For these few days, Yejun was home with most family members. Being third in the row, Yejun has three brothers; the eldest, in electronic repair work, and the youngest brothers, in water pipe repair work, remain at home while the second brother, being a painter and in painting business, lives not too far away; whereas, a sister is married to Shenzhen and in hospitality business. The next generations are in their mid-teens except a little girl who is just about to enter the first grade next year. Yejun also has a daughter who did not come along during this long distance driving trip.
The parents are in their sixties and very capable of doing everyday housework. In fact, by keeping themselves busy and useful, both parent cooked all the meals for the family. The parent's cooking is super delicious. Indeed, I was not at all discreet but helped myself graciously by digging into the best of great home made cooking to satisfy my unwavering appetite.
I had a wonderful time with the family. It was indeed great to meet them all – a family with affection intrinsically driven, soft speaking. They were showering me with lots of puzzling looks follow by inquisitive inquiry about my origin and language use, of course, last but not least, their very generous hospitality.
Jeremy
Monday, March 31st thru Sunday, April 6th, 2008
Oil Vegetable Flowers, i.e. 油菜花; a.k.a. Brassica campestris or rape blossoms.
Right on the eastern side of Poyang Lake and population of around 140 millions, Poyang city was once an important historical and geographical hub in history but now gone into its seemingly impoverished state. However, industrial developments pertaining to food processing and garment are now propping up along the main road from the high way entrance or exit leading all the way to the city center; this is very apparent in this outlying where its current appearance is still very rural in character. Paddy fields are still everywhere a large part of the city already speaks for itself. In fact, the overall Jiangxi Province as an inland province of China is today considered an economic backwater but struggling to strive forward.
For these few days, Yejun was home with most family members. Being third in the row, Yejun has three brothers; the eldest, in electronic repair work, and the youngest brothers, in water pipe repair work, remain at home while the second brother, being a painter and in painting business, lives not too far away; whereas, a sister is married to Shenzhen and in hospitality business. The next generations are in their mid-teens except a little girl who is just about to enter the first grade next year. Yejun also has a daughter who did not come along during this long distance driving trip.
The parents are in their sixties and very capable of doing everyday housework. In fact, by keeping themselves busy and useful, both parent cooked all the meals for the family. The parent's cooking is super delicious. Indeed, I was not at all discreet but helped myself graciously by digging into the best of great home made cooking to satisfy my unwavering appetite.
I had a wonderful time with the family. It was indeed great to meet them all – a family with affection intrinsically driven, soft speaking. They were showering me with lots of puzzling looks follow by inquisitive inquiry about my origin and language use, of course, last but not least, their very generous hospitality.
Jeremy
Monday, March 31st thru Sunday, April 6th, 2008
Mom Ye
Yejun standing by the doorway to the kitchen and joined in the conversation with a paper cup of steamy hot tea.
The youngest brother helped out in flattening the dough for dumplings.
The dumplings before steamed.
Crowd over the dinner table for delicious home made gourmet.
With modern construction encroching so ever closely behind and all around, tThe under rmaintained Wen Miao or Literati Temple, i.e. the Confucius Temple was once a school for many important historical figures from different dynasties.
The art salon of the second brother (right, and smiling at the camera), with his teenage son talking over a mobile phone while Yejun (left) is admiring at something else.
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