Madam Sng Mui Hong, 71, and her three siblings inherited a plot of land about the size of three football fields after their father died. They are determined to honour his wish for the village to remain with the family. Wearing long pants to keep out pesky flies, I stepped from a park connector through an inconspicuous opening surrounded by greenery to enter the last remaining village on Singapore’s mainland. It was like entering another world, a well-preserved slice of the past untouched by the