“I had my childhood friend over to my place for dinner when I was 12 years old. My dear Mum kept on pouring food on her plate while all my family were in normal loud conversation. Afterwards she innocently asked me if “were you having a fight?” No, I said “that is how we normally talk!”
When I took my German Australian husband to Hong Kong for the first time, he went for a walk by himself while I had breakfast in bed. He came back and asked me why were there so many people quarrelling in the streets. I told him that’s how Cantonese is spoken. Loudly and with strong emphasis.