It's the first reunion dinner and it was nice. The fish the meat the vege the beancurd and the beer, they are a great match. Daddy reached Ipoh and we left shop at seven. Grandma cooked soup for us. Surprisingly enough, this time daddy went to grandma's house as well. Okay, maybe he have no choice, but this is something happy. We sat down and have our soup and then we left for our dinner. I'm so happy that we drink beer together, the cheers, the first drop of beer in throat is so nice. I love the rush that isn't bitter at all. It tastes so sweet. A beautiful beginning, I pray that it will be a happy story following. There's nothing my GOD can't do.
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