Aunt Zhong frowned, her eyes glistening faintly with tears: "Sangsang, it's Auntie who let you down. Don't be too upset for now. Let's keep looking everywhere. Yanyan is a sensible and obedient child—perhaps he'll come back on his own soon."
Gousheng tilted his head and spoke softly: "Auntie, don't cry. I'll help look for Brother Yan too. There are plenty of places he and I usually play; he might just be hiding somewhere."
Tian Sangsang sniffled hard, glanced at Gousheng, and then at Aunt Zhong: "Auntie, this isn't your fault. It's mine for not keeping a closer eye on Yanyan. I'll go search again myself." In truth, while Tian Tian's words earlier had been cruel, they weren't without merit. If it weren't for her own incompetence as a mother, how could Yanyan have gone missing? Ultimately, it was her own failure to properly watch over him.
Widow Meng also arrived and said, "Alright then, let's split up to search."
