Huang Maliang, who is 104 years old, keeps a coffin in her house. Her two year old great-great grandson plays on it, and Huang herself uses it as a rest stop on her slow journeys from the open pit fire in the back of her house to the front porch. other family members seven Huangs, from five generations share the huge, mud brick dwelling They aren't in the least troubled by the sight of the matriarch sitting atop the rough wooden box.SAnd anyway, Huang says, lightly tapping the cover with her fingemails, "this one isn't for me. This is for my youngest son