On the eve of his mother’s 100th birthday, a man invites a doctor to treat her sudden refusal to eat. The solution is unconventional: the elderly woman must be fed breastmilk. His wife volunteers. What begins as a desperate act of filial piety slowly evolves into a daily ritual, performed in silence, surrounded by reverence. The mother thrives. The family celebrates. Photographs are taken.

On the eve of his mother’s 100th birthday, a man invites a doctor to treat her sudden refusal to eat. The solution is unconventional: the elderly woman must be fed breastmilk. His wife volunteers. What begins as a desperate act of filial piety slowly evolves into a daily ritual, performed in silence, surrounded by reverence. The mother thrives. The family celebrates. Photographs aretaken.

Years later, beneath the same family portrait marked with the character “Longevity,” a younger woman gently feeds milk to the woman who once did the same. The roles have changed. The ritual has not.