His grandfather former army commander Wang Shiqing went directly to another room of the house. In this room, which was surrounded by paintings and filled with paint, inks, paint brushes and canvases his wife was sitting on a balcony in a wheel chair.
"Wife." he called eagerly.
The woman he referred to as his wife turned the wheel chair around and smiled softly.
"What is it, why are you smiling so happily?" she asked.
He approached her, gently took her hand and said, "I have unbelievable news, our youngest daughter never died. She is alive and well and she is living so close to us. I am going to take you to see her now."
The visible shock in his wife's hands was undeniable. She was trying to talk as her mouth was moving but the words seemed to have failed her.
He tightened his hold on his wife's hands and assured her, "There is DNA evidence. She was stolen from you and handed over to someone else after your accident."
