Papa (pointed at my grandparents' wedding portrait): This is my parents' wedding portrait.
Papa's Friend: Oh, you still keep them.
Papa: Yes, of course. I want my children and grandchildren to know who are their ancestors. We are Baba descendants, and do you notice the details of my mother's wedding gown in the other portrait - that's Baba Nyonya culture.
Papa's Friend: Oh, ok. Many children in the other picture. Hey, which one is you?
Papa (a bit annoyed): I told you, this is my parents' wedding portrait. How can I be in it when I wasn't even born!!!
Papa's Friend: Oh yeah, sorry sorry sorry. Btw, you looked handsome in your wedding picture.
Papa: How did you know? My wife has never kept our wedding pictures in the living room.
Papa's Friend (pointed to my grandparents' wedding portrait which my father shown him just a few minutes ago): Isn't this you?
Hahaha ... before my father started to raise his voice, I've decided to eat my breakfast quicker because I didn't (and don't) think I would have any answer for my father's friend who might ask me: Err, which one is you in your grandparents' wedding portrait!