The car circled around a general direction. She noticed along the way that many buildings that she remembered were gone.
Suddenly, she saw a monument in the distance.
"Stop the car."
Mo Boyuan slowly pulled the car to the side and stopped when he heard that.
"That monument used to stand at the entrance of the alley where we lived."
The man nodded and asked, "Do you want to go down and take a look?"
"Yes!"
Jiang Tingxu was very excited when she got out of the car and she practically ran over to the monument.
The monument was exactly the same as what she remembered. After countless years in the wind and sun, it looked as if it had experienced the vicissitudes of life.
Many of the words carved on it were worn away, but taken in together with the others that could be seen, one could roughly conclude that the words on it were actually a description of the village from back then.
