"My daughter, my child!" Xiuyun looks at Xue zining, who can only be seen on TV, and shouts excitedly. She uses Xue zining in her arms. Tears have soaked her clothes and blurred her eyes. Now she only cares about her daughter, who has been thinking about her daughter for more than 20 years. How can she not be excited and happy just standing in front of her eyes today?! So her tears are happy tears!

Xue zining just let Xiuyun hold herself like this. Her mind was completely stuck in the conversation between Xue Dehai and Xiuyun. She slowly pushed Xiuyun away, looked at Xue Dehai, and asked painfully,...