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385 pages, Paperback
First published June 1, 1980
"I found out about your birthday nine years ago. It was the seventh day of the seventh lunar month; you had just returned with the others from the seaside. The adults all retired to bed, but Fourth Aunt went to the kitchen to cook a chicken egg and a duck egg for you."
"Oh...so that's how you knew!"
"Yes, that's the custom here in the south."
"In Taipei, we eat noodles cooked with pig's knuckles on our birthdays."
"Yes, but here that's for people over twenty years old. Before that, children are given a chicken egg to represent a chicken and a duck egg to represent a duck. So it's like eating a whole chicken and a whole duck!"
Daxin laughed. "Chinese culture is so rich and deep. Foreigners would probably have a hard time understanding how an egg could represent a chicken!"
"Well, it certainly isn't a science!"
"Such is the nature of our culture: no matter what, there will always be room for contemplation..."
[T]here was one tenet she had subscribed to ever since coming of age: that there were good people and good things, but they didn't necessarily have anything to do with her. Sometimes it's best to keep a distance, so that when people meet, there will be only civility and good will.