It was getting late. The afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the bluestone slabs of the entire old street.

Many old people came out of their houses for a walk. There were also a group of children playing in front of a wooden house.

Lan Tianxing said: "Xiaohua, our old street is an intangible cultural heritage and is protected by the government. Otherwise, I would have applied to develop it into a new community."

Jiang Xiaohua: "Then you came back here after get off work. Or you didn't come back to rent the hotel at all."

Lan Tianxing: "No, I come back to stay often."

"Oh." Jiang Xiaohua fell silent and stopped talking.

Lan Tianxing didn't say much and continued to lead her forward.

Jiang Xiaohua remembered that her uncle's home was at the east end of the old street. It would take ten minutes to get there.

"If you're tired from walking, go ahead and rest for a while."

Lan Tianxing pointed with his finger at an empty house thirty meters in front of him. It was a renovated temple. The two stone lions in front of the temple had bulging eyes as cold as copper, staring at the stone street in front of them. Jiang Xiaohua thought

When I was young, I would visit my uncle's house for New Year greetings. I often went to the temple with my cousin to play. My cousin Lan Xi was not afraid of anything. She directly sat on the back of a stone lion and rode it like a horse.
Chapter completed!