I married my husband for ten years and had an eight-year-old daughter. Because we all have our own business, so my daughter has been cared for by her mother, but also live with her mother.
When her mother died of cancer last year, I told my husband to take her daughter back home. At this time, my daughter has been in her second grade in primary school. With her basic self-care ability, I have more entertainment when I am old and fair. I will give her some extra money on weekdays. When we are not at home, we let her buy food outside.
There was nothing unusual about her daughter returning home for the first half of the year. However, three months before she disappeared, she disappeared. I went home late with my husband that night, but found her daughter was not at home. We rushed to find children, but no one could find it.
At last we called the police, but there has been no news. We were on the television, in the newspapers, and we posted advertisements. There were small advertisements on the street, but there was no clue. I think there are so many bad people out there. If the child does anything, I really want to die.
After her daughter disappeared three months later, I followed my husband. When a stranger arrived, he said that his daughter was in their home. They were in a small mountain village. He also sent us a picture of her daughter. Then I immediately rushed to the husband.
At the moment of seeing her daughter, I went to cry with my child's dad and hug her daughter. But her daughter was clearly dodgy. My husband and I were surprised that the child lost three months and was so strange to us.
The couple who called next told us about the process of knowing their daughter. When they went out, they met the weeping daughter and thought that when they lost their way, they asked where their daughter's family was. The daughter just cried and didn't talk. They brought the child home.
After three months, her daughter was very good with their daughters, but when she asked her where she was, she wouldn't speak. Inadvertently they saw our news of finding a daughter and hurriedly called.
I asked my daughter to miss her home. Did you think of my parents? My daughter cried and said she did not want to go home. After I heard it, I was very sad and asked why my daughter was notI want to go home? The daughter cried that since the grandmother was gone, she was alone every day. She didn’t even speak. The home was cold. She didn’t want to go back!
I am very sorry for the rain. It is thought that earning more money will give a child a good enough life, that is, love for children. However, at this moment, I learned that we are wrong. The love a child needs is not just a good toy but a good life. It is the parent's company.
In the presence of the couple, I promised the child that I would quit my job when I went back, accompanied her every day, and used her balance for the rest of her life to compensate her for eight years of negligence. ....
I took 100,000 pieces with my husband to thank the couple, but they refused, but promised to let their daughters recognize them as parents. I think I was really lucky to meet such good people with her husband and daughter!
My daughter’s disappearance made me reflect on myself. Many things in my life are not money to buy, so I must cherish it. I must spend more time with my family, my parents, and my children. Because this is something that cannot be bought with much money.