Ma Xiulian was anxious beyond words!
Not a single person had seen Guibao – could she have sprouted wings and flown away?
She would not have believed such a thing of anyone else, yet knowing that her beloved Guibao was nothing short of a fairy child, anything seemed possible.
With a lingering shred of hope, she went to the radio factory in search of the Gu Family, only to learn they had all gone to town for a family portrait.
If the Gu Family had taken Guibao with them, they would have definitely let her know.
Thinking of this made her heart flutter with dread.
Please, don't let her have fallen into the river, or have been snatched by some wild beast!
Though Guibao was a fairy child, it was the new year, and who knew, maybe even the gods were distracted with celebration.
Luckily, at that moment, Zhou Zhaodi returned from the river's edge, panting heavily, leaning on his knee and said, "The people who live by the river said they haven't seen Guibao playing near the river."
