Roseanne scanned the area once more, shaking her head, "Nothing."
Madge walked over, joining her daughter in front of the display board, “It says here that after the economic reforms, the Rodriguez Mansion was returned to the descendants of the Rodriguez family. If it was returned, then this place should be private, right?”
If it's private, then why open it to all tourists for free, as if it were a charitable act?
Odd, indeed!
But Madge didn't ponder further; the family of three continued towards the east side door.
It's hard not to mention how vast the garden was; it took them a good ten minutes to reach the next pavilion.
Beside the pavilion, there was a small bamboo grove, with cobblestone paths stretching into the depths of the bamboo.
It had a serene, almost magical quality to it.
When the wind blew, the bamboo leaves rustled, seemingly carrying the scent of the bamboo.
As the family followed the signs, Norris couldn’t help but capture the beauty with his camera, marveling, “It’s just so beautiful!”
The family passed through a small courtyard and after a narrow gate, they were met with an expansive view, ending at a majestic mansion.
Its grandeur was evident in its ornate carvings and dignified atmosphere.
A sign hung in the middle, proclaiming it the “Main House”!
Entry was restricted to the exterior for visitors.
Madge slowly approached, stopping at the yellow line, suddenly flooded with fragmented memories.
They were too fleeting to grasp!
She looked around, bewildered, the feeling of déjà vu growing stronger.
She felt as if...she had been here before?
Roseanne, still admiring the scenery, noticed her mother’s puzzled expression.
“Mom?” she called out, “What’s wrong?”
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