"Yes, Dang Hui came to the orphanage that year. She was the eldest sister that year..." Dean Liu seemed to suddenly remember something, "I remembered that those one-year-old babies were all born after the opening of the Olympic Games.

Of those sent, only Dahuihui arrived earlier than them, so she was the eldest among the children that year!"

"You said Dang Hui was from that year too? In what month?"

"I can't remember the month. I just remember it was before the Olympics, because I remember that my wife bought a big color TV that year and said he wanted to watch the Olympics with me, but as soon as the Olympics opened here, several TV sets were sent to him one after another.

I was an abandoned baby. I was very busy at that time, so I didn’t pay attention to the Olympics."

"Then why do you remember that Dang Hui is the eldest sister and came earlier than them?"

"Because we all said later that Dahuihuite is sensible and is also a one-year-old child. Her younger brothers and sisters cry and fuss every day. This sister looks like an older sister, so it is very worry-free for us childcare mothers.

"

Du Lin took out his mobile phone and checked online that the opening time of the Olympic Games that year was July, which meant that Dang Hui was sent to the orphanage at least before July.

Du Lin had a vague feeling in his heart that he was about to grasp the truth.

"Dean Liu, think about it again, who else might remember the exact time when Dang Hui came to the orphanage." Du Lin asked eagerly.

"Who else... who else..." Dean Liu muttered, "Well, as you know, the salary in the welfare home is not high and the work pressure is not small. Many people quit after a few years.

Well, there are not many people who can continue to work for twenty years, except for me, that is... By the way! And her!"

"Who?" Du Lin perked up.

"It's the aunt who showed you around when you first came here. Just wait, I'll ask her to come over!" After saying that, he took out a walkie-talkie from the drawer, fiddled with it clumsily a few times, and said a little embarrassedly.

: "This is a new thing the city bought for us to make it easier for the childcare workers to communicate with each other, but I'm not very good at using it yet... Okay, I'm right this time."

"Hey!" Dean Liu said twice into the intercom.

"Dean Liu, you have to release the button after you finish speaking." Du Lin reminded.

"Oh." Dean Liu quickly released the call button that he was pressing tightly, and then said nothing for a long time.

"Dean Liu, you haven't said who you are looking for yet." Du Lin couldn't help but remind him again.

"Oh, yes, look at my brain. I am almost seventy years old and I really can't get used to this new thing." Dean Liu smiled sheepishly and pressed the call button again. "Little Luo

Sister, sister Xiao Luo, I am Sister Liu, come to my office."

This time I didn’t forget to release the call button after I finished speaking, but immediately pressed it: “Let me hear you back!”

After a long time, there was still no movement on the intercom. Dean Liu glanced at Du Lin awkwardly, "Maybe your Aunt Luo isn't very good at using it."

Du Lin nodded. He had already imagined the scene in his mind of the aunt fiddling with the walkie-talkie.

Just when he couldn't wait any longer and was about to go out to find Aunt Luo, the door of Dean Liu's office was suddenly pushed open. "Luo" who took him to visit the orphanage last time

"Auntie" panted and stood at the door with her hands on her hips.

"Sister Liu, next time, next time you should call me directly and don't use this thing. I really don't know how to use it."

"Xiaohui, I want to talk to you about something."

After the clinic got off work, Du Lin called Dang Hui into the clinic and said to Dang Hui very formally:

"Have you ever thought about finding your biological parents?"

"I've thought about it." Dang Hui felt a little depressed when she heard this topic, "I'm curious why they abandoned me?"

"What if they didn't abandon you, but you were stolen? What if they've been looking for it all these years and haven't found it?"

"Doctor Du, do you have any news about my biological parents?" Dang Hui is not an idiot. When Du Lin asked this question, she knew that Du Lin must have a purpose. Although she didn't know why Du Lin wanted to find her biological parents,

But if there is really news about them, who would care about this.

"Yes, I am now 80% sure that 'they' are your biological parents, but I still need the most important proof, which is your DNA comparison test. I will go to their house to collect blood later. If

If you like, you can be my assistant and go with me."

"I...I want to go, but I don't dare. What if I don't?" Dang Hui is a girl after all, and she can't make a decision when it comes to such important life events.

"If it's really not the case, there's nothing you can do. But I hope you won't reveal your identity before you confirm whether they are your biological parents. Just say they are my assistants. Because that aunt is in poor health, she has been

I have experienced too many blows, and I can no longer suffer this kind of hope and disappointment."

"I know, when should we go?" Dang Hui was a little anxious. She sometimes fantasized about reuniting with her parents, but she had never thought of such a "tentative" reunion.

"If you are ready, let's leave now. The car they sent is right outside the door."

"Uncle Mo, Aunt Mo, this is my assistant Dang Hui."

"Hello, uncle, hello, aunt." Dang Hui obediently bowed to Mo Aizhong and Chen Anna. The old couple smiled and nodded.

"She will collect some blood samples for you in a while for physical examination." Du Lin put down the equipment box on his shoulder and took out disposable blood collection needles and other things, "Dang Hui, follow Aunt Mo to the bedroom to collect blood."

Perhaps because she knew that this couple might be her biological parents, ever since Dang Hui entered the door, her eyes could not help but drift towards Mo Aizhong and Chen Anna, while Mo Aizhong and Chen Anna also looked at them with smiles on their faces.

This girl is about the same age as my daughter.

Upon hearing that Du Lin asked them to go to the bedroom to collect blood, Chen Anna immediately said: "Let's go, girl."

After saying that, he stood up and reached out to pull Dang Hui, but maybe because he got up too quickly, he was a little dizzy and almost fell down. Dang Hui had quick eyes and quick hands and helped Chen Anna.

"Thank you, girl." Anna Chen patted Dang Hui's hand and smiled.

"Your blood pressure may be a little low. Let me help you go to the bedroom to have a rest." Dang Hui said.

"Thank you, thank you

It’s a girl.” Anna Chen looked at Dang Hui, the more she looked at her, the more she liked her.

When the two of them entered the bedroom, Mo Aizhong looked at Dang Hui and asked Du Lin, "She was the one you were talking about on the phone."

Dulin nodded.

"We are about the same age. She looks a bit like me and a bit like your aunt, but your aunt is a mixed race. I think An Ran needs to look a little bit mixed, right?"

"That's not necessarily true." Dulin took out a few purple grapes and a few green grapes from the fruit plate on the table. "There are two genetic chromosomes that determine human gender. One chromosome is called 'X'. We use this green grape to

means, the other one is called 'Y', we use purple grapes to represent it."

Du Lin held two green grapes in his left hand and a green grape and a purple grape in his right hand. "Just like these two pairs of grapes, the green grape represents X and the purple grape represents Y. The female's genetic chromosome is 'XX', and the male's

It’s ‘XY’.”

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Pudding has a stable life, and writing is purely a hobby, just for a bet, and he vows to stick to it to the end.

My wife said that I didn’t make money by writing, so it was better to work honestly. Later, I started to submit articles to the Kumon website, earning a few hundred yuan a month.

My wife also said that no one would read what I wrote, so I could only entertain myself. Later, I started submitting various story manuscripts to the WeChat public account, and the average number of reads was 3,000+.

My wife also said that I can only write "short and cute", and I can do it in a small way, but I can't get it on the big stage. Now I'm starting to write a serial on the website. I don't know if I will win this time, but I will stick to it.

Today is the 32nd day I started to update this novel. It took me three days from the time I decided to start writing online articles to the time I conceived the story and started writing it. But from the first chapter to the fiftieth chapter, I finished it, plus

It took a total of three months to write the outline of the story. During this period, there were two major and arduous changes, and even the character of the protagonist was changed.

After Zongheng passed the review, I began to take advantage of the holiday during the epidemic to steadily output 4,000-7,000 words every day. Don’t laugh at my slow writing, because I am really writing seriously. I don’t skimp on the number of words, and I don’t add nonsense. I use it in my work.

The standard for writing materials is when writing a novel. Carefully consider every word and every sentence. Sometimes, just to look up a time or a character, you have to spend an entire morning.

I know that no matter whether it is my imagination or writing style, whether it is macro structure or detailed description, I am not as good as those great and small gods. I am just an ordinary person who likes to write, just a middle-aged greasy uncle. I can only use a

Write with sincerity (for hobby), write with conscience (regardless of word count), and write with perseverance (not a supervisor).

Because Pudding has his own job, the update depends on squeezing out time every day to write, and ensuring that there is a certain amount of manuscripts saved, so it is really not easy to get popular, but I guarantee that if readers reward and franchisees, the updates will definitely get popular.

Even if you don’t sleep, you still have to explode!

No more talking, let’s go code!

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