Once there was an old grandmother who believed in taboo. On
New Year's Year's Day and other festival days, she would try only to say nice
things, and never let the word "no" rashly fall from her mouth.
One lunar New Year's Day, as soon as the granddaughter passed
her a bowl of sweet rice porridge. She drank it up joyfully.
"Grandma, will you take
another bowl of rice porridge?", asked the granddaughter.
"All right,"
replied the grandmother.
The little girl passed her the second bowl of rice porridge
and quickly she drank it.
"Some more rice porridge?",
asked the granddaughter.
The grandmother thought that during New Year's Day she
couldn't say "no",
and so she replied promptly, "O.K., I'll drink a third bowl."
In this way the grandmother drank six bowls, and her stomach was like a
big drum.
The little girl who wasn't very sensible still asked
persistently. "Grandma, would you like to drink
some more sweet rice porridge?"
The grandmother couldn't help shaking her hand, and said
hurriedly, "No, no, no more, no more!"
If I drink any more, I'll bloat me to death."