"Nianhua's dad, Nianhua's mom, thank you." Jiang Wanru had just been lost in thought staring at the family photo, and now, seeing Ji Ying gentle and kind, just as she'd imagined, she couldn't hold it in any longer—her tears fell from her eyes, and she knelt solidly in front of Xu Qinghe and Ji Ying.
Xu Qinghe and Ji Ying both were startled, Ji Ying hurried to help Jiang Wanru up: "Please, stand up."
Jiang Wanru held onto Ji Ying's hand, choking up so much she couldn't get a word out.
"If you have something to say, let's sit down and talk." Ji Ying helped Jiang Wanru to sit on the sofa nearby, Xu Qinghe was also so startled that he called everyone to sit down.
Su Jinrong stood next to Jiang Wanru, took a deep breath, and solemnly—more solemnly than ever—gave Xu Qinghe and Ji Ying a deep bow, saying: "Thank you for taking Yuyu home and raising her twenty-two years ago in autumn. My wife and I truly thank you from the bottom of our hearts; you absolutely deserve this respect."
