This is also the place where she grew up, a place with pain and overflowing with childhood joy. After noon, Ding Xiang sat on the stairs in front of her home, staring at the light green house across the street in a daze. At noon, her eyes shone on the sloping street. A girl wearing a gray denim dress appeared in her sight. The girl walked up the stairs of the opposite house and stepped on the water pipe and smiled at her. The girl also held a ball of black stuff in her hand and stuffed it into her mouth from time to time. Ding Xiang also stared at her blankly. Looking at her blankly, they seemed to ignore the surrounding scenery and just looked at each other in the eyes. Suddenly the girl said to her opposite: "Come and play with me." Ding Xiang hesitated, and after a while, she ran to the opposite side and started chatting with the girl. She asked in a low voice: "What is your name?" The girl told her: "My name is Huang Rong, and I live here next door." Huang Rong pointed to the large iron door spray-painted with silver paint next to the green house.