Old Mister Zheng turned his head obstinately, "I'm not crying!"
"Xiaoran, thank you!" Old Mistress Zheng looked at Dr. Xiaoran.
"Aqing, it's my duty." Dr. Xiaoran replied.
Old Mister Zheng stood up anxiously, "Let's go, Aqing! We're going to find our daughter!"
"Alright."
The two elderly people left the laboratory and got in the car.
This time, they were even more eager than when they were on their way to the lab.
"Aqing, do you think I look okay in these clothes?" Old Mister Zheng was both anxious to see his daughter and worried about his appearance.
Old Mistress Zheng smiled with tears in her eyes, "Look at you, your clothes are all covered in mud! I told you to change before we left!"
The couple sat restlessly in the car.
"Do you think Tingting will recognize us?" asked Old Mistress Zheng nervously, "Will she blame me for not taking good care of her when she was young? It was all my fault...all my fault... If I had been more vigilant, we wouldn't have lost our Tingting!"
