"What's going on at home?"
Cheng Tao pursed his lips and took a long time before he slowly opened his mouth.
......
Eighteen Bends.
A group of several people led their carts and slowly moved along the mountain path, occasionally entering the dense forest on both sides, searching for something, and shouting loudly from time to time.
"Dad!"
"Dad!"
Yu Lingjia cupped her hands together, placed them around her mouth, and shouted loudly:
"Where are you?"
"I'm your daughter Ling Jia!"
"If you hear me, please respond!"
She started by shouting loudly with all her might, but gradually her voice became hoarse, and finally, she squatted on the ground, sobbing and crying uncontrollably.
The others found it hard to understand her emotions.
The pain of losing her father abruptly, the ecstasy of hearing clues about him, and the dissatisfaction and despair of searching for days without a trace.
Not to mention...
