"Wife, you are mistaken. This is not our daughter Tangtang."
Carefully and constantly comforting her: "She is Jiang Manyue, Jiang Wan's daughter!"
"What?" Madam Zheng looked at Jiang Manyue, then at Jiang Wan: "Not my Tangtang?"
"Auntie, my name is Jiang Manyue, the daughter of Lin Qingshan and Jiang Wan."
Her eyes were full of loss, and her eye sockets were bloodshot as if all her energy had been drained away.
"Okay, it's okay!" Commander Zheng helped her sit down and said, "Be good, I'll come and measure your size and make clothes for you when you're full moon."
This time she returned to the empty and lifeless look she had just had: "My sugar!"
Jiang Wan couldn't help but sigh: "Tangtang is my sister-in-law's daughter."
"Twenty-two years ago, Commander Zheng took the children from the town to the provincial capital, but Tangtang was lost on the way."
"After so many years, they have been trying to find their daughter but there is no news."
"As a result, I became mentally ill and had to stay at home. My mental and physical condition became worse and worse."
Jiang Wan, who had also lost a child, felt deep sympathy and could understand her pain.
Jiang Manyue looked at the photo hanging on the wall of the living room. Teacher Zheng and his wife were holding a girl of four or five years old.
The little girl with two pigtails smiled sweetly, sitting happily between her father and mother.
The little girl actually looked familiar, so she took a few steps forward to identify her carefully.
Why does this Tangtang look familiar? Her eyebrows and well-behaved appearance are somewhat similar to Xiaofang.
They were of similar age and had similar faces, which almost made her dazed.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Wan watched her staring at the photo in a daze.
"Nothing. Is this Commander Zheng's daughter? Where was she lost?"
"It was lost when we came to the provincial capital. We were migrating with the main group at that time."
"During the break, she wanted to go to the toilet, so my wife took her to a nearby toilet."
"Who knew that in the blink of an eye, the person would disappear and be nowhere to be found."
"We've been looking for her for so many years, but we don't know where she is now?"
Commander Zheng felt filled with guilt. If his daughter were still alive, she would be 26 or 27 years old.
When Jiang Manyue heard the approximate time and place, a bold idea came to her mind.
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