An 80-year-old mother asked her 60-year-old son to take a DNA test, as she is afraid of dying without knowing the truth. All the life of her son, since his birth, the woman does not believe that she brought her boy from the hospital. Will another family want to accept, and most importantly, love a 60—year-old pensioner who fell on him like a snowball? Or maybe there was no substitution after all?