It’s been 14 years since my family moved out of our old house, but I still remember the good old days there.
There were 12 families on our floor. We children were guests to almost every one of these homes.
That was where ball s were played among children of the many families and where the housewives talked to each other through windows while they were cooking.
Once my mother was away on a trip abroad with my grandma. Auntie Loh lived several doors away, so she cooked our meals every evening. They filled our stomachs (肚子) and warmed our hearts.
However, in the block where I live with my wife today, there are only four families on a floor. We know fewer of our neighbors (邻居) now. Nobody visits his neighbors’ homes.
It’s true that working people spend much less time at home today. Some can’t find any difference between their home and a hotel. But being busy with work should not be a reason for treating (对待) one’s neighbors like strangers. Why does the writer still remember those good old days