A small town in Henan. 2016 While walking around this small town in Henan, I was surprised to see an old black Lincoln limousine parked outside a shop. Apparently it was a wedding shop offering services such as limousine hire, decorations, flowers baskets and fireworks. People here it seemed liked to turn weddings into grand... Continue Reading →
A small town in Henan. 2016 Another hardworking Chinese I saw in the small town in Henan. A Chinese Muslim. He wore the Muslim white cap and had a small banner with Islamic words on a pole in his stall. His roadside bread shop was made up of a small table where he was working... Continue Reading →
A small town in Henan. 2016 I saw this elderly couple selling roasted sweet potatoes by the roadside in a small town in Henan. I have never tried these sweet potatoes although I was in China for ten years. Not because I don't like street food but more because I am not into sweet potatoes.... Continue Reading →
A small town in Henan. 2016 If you are open to having street food in China and particularly like deep-fried stuffs, please always take a look at the oil they're using. Their oil in their wok or pan is always quite visible in a mobile roadside stall. If the oil has been recycled too many... Continue Reading →
A small town in Henan. 2016 Here is an old motorbike with a rusty old cart at the back with an air pumping machine, a few wooden boxes with spare parts and some tools. And with a clean work coat and a pair of gloves, this elderly man is ready to service bicycles needing small... Continue Reading →
A small town in Henan. 2016 This is a road side shop selling winter shoes in a small town in Henan. Whenever I walk past a winter shoe shop, I always take a look to see if there is a size for me. My foot size is EU 45 / UK 11 / US 11.5... Continue Reading →
A small town in Henan. 2016 This road is not in Shanghai or Beijing. It is in the Henan province but also not in its capital city Zhengzhou. Just another small nondescript town but the road is clean without litter or garbage. I can imagine that there must be hundreds of thousands of workers in... Continue Reading →
Henan, 2015 We took some group photos together on the last days of my farm stay and said farewell to Mr Liu and his family. I was very fortunate to have had the opportunity to spend the Chinese New Year with them in the farm. Although language was a barrier in some instances, I cannot... Continue Reading →
Henan, 2015 Mr Liu had a younger brother. I don't know their first names and therefore I will call them Elder Liu and Younger Liu. Younger Liu was taller (on the left). He lived in the same farm not too far away from Elder Liu. Just like the Elder Liu, he too didn't talk too... Continue Reading →
This is Mr. Liu, the patriarch of the Liu family I was staying with during my farm stay. He was a nice, quiet and soft spoken man. One early morning, I went for a walk outside the farm house and saw him standing in front of his fields looking into the horizon. It seems he... Continue Reading →