He stared at Zeng Weiwei, his face dark, and said, "How could you be so ignorant? You didn't experience what happened back then, so how can you accuse us based on one side of the story? You came to my house the same way yourself."
His voice was filled with obvious anger and dissatisfaction.
Zeng Weiwei straightened her back, looked at Zeng Qiang with a firm gaze, and said righteously and confidently, "My situation is completely different from your daughter's. Listen carefully, you only lost a daughter, but what about me? I lost both my parents at once! They both sacrificed their precious lives to protect you. Does that mean I don't have the right to enjoy what belongs to me?"
When he said the last sentence, his voice involuntarily rose an octave and his emotions became more and more excited.
Zeng Qiang, standing by, tightly supported his wife, who was trembling with anger. He frowned, his face filled with anger, and said in a reproachful tone, "You, how could you do this? We've worked so hard to raise you for so many years, and I didn't expect that we'd raise you like an enemy! Look how mad you've made your mother!"
His voice was filled with disappointment and anger, which made people look sideways.
Zeng Weiwei stood there with a righteous look on her face, unaware of her mistake.
She looked at her adoptive parents without feeling any guilt. Instead, she threw the chopsticks in her hand to the ground and said, "I don't have a mother. My mother died a long time ago... It's your duty to raise me..."
Zeng Cheng was also very angry when he saw Zeng Wei's unreasonable look.
"How can you say that? My mother worked so hard to raise you. Even if she didn't take any credit for it, she still worked hard! Back then, when you were little, every time you fell ill and had a fever, who was the one who stayed by your bedside, never closing an eyelid to rest all day and all night?"
He glanced at Zeng Weiwei and continued, "It's the mother you despise and refuse to acknowledge! Have you really forgotten all these things? My mother has always treated you as her own daughter, even caring for and loving you more than me, her own son. She often said that girls should be spoiled, while boys need a strict education."
As he spoke, he glanced at Zeng Weiwei again and said, "Have I ever complained to you about Mom and Dad's partiality? Think about it honestly. I've always given in to you. Yet, every time my parents mention looking for my sister, you become unhappy. This is clearly pure jealousy! You're afraid my sister will take away your place in this family."
When Zeng Weiwei heard Zeng Cheng express her thoughts, she became even more angry and screamed hysterically.
"I didn't, I didn't..."
Zeng Qiang looked at his spoiled daughter and couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. He widened his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and tried hard to control his emotions. However, when Zeng Weiwei acted willfully again, he finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"Enough! Get out of here..." Zeng Qiang roared, his voice resounding throughout the room like thunder.
His face turned red, and veins popped out on his forehead, clearly furious to the extreme. This sudden roar startled Zeng Weiwei, and for a moment the entire scene fell into dead silence.
Zeng Weiwei was so frightened by this sudden roar that her whole body trembled, and her heart seemed to jump out of her throat! She stared at Zeng Qiang in astonishment with her eyes wide open, and for a moment she was speechless.
Is this really the uncle who has cared for and doted on me since I was a child? Why would he be so furious over a daughter who has been missing for over 20 years and whose fate is still unknown?
Could it be that in his heart, she was always just an outsider? Thinking of this, Zeng Weiwei felt a sense of sadness welling up from the bottom of her heart, and her eyes gradually became moist...
"Hmph!" she snorted coldly.
With a face full of grief and indignation, she said, "Did my parents die in vain?" After that, tears slid down her cheeks uncontrollably.
She brought up the story of her parents again, with the intention of using this to remind Zeng Qiang.
When Zeng Qiang heard this, his face turned pale with anger.
"Don't think that! No one in our family owes anyone anything. As for your parents' death, it's not as simple as it seems. Now that you've grown up, it's time to know the truth."
Zeng Qiang glanced at his wife and continued, "Zeng Weiwei, we raised you because your father and I share the same mother. You always use your parents' kindness to us to trample on our love for you. We lied to you so that you could live comfortably and happily in this family. What we never expected was that you would disregard our feelings and repeatedly cross our boundaries. After you hear the whole story, it's up to you to decide whether to stay in this family or leave."
Zeng Weiwei covered her ears with her hands and said, "I don't want to listen. I don't want to listen."
Zeng Cheng said, "Zeng Weiwei, you have to listen whether you want to or not. Sit down and don't get so excited, okay? No matter what, you are still the blood of the Zeng family, and we won't look at you differently. Just let Dad restore the truth of that year!"
At this time, Zeng Weiwei calmed down a lot after Zeng Cheng's persuasion and sat back at the dining table.
Zeng Qiang frowned tightly, his face gloomy. He took a deep breath, slowly opened his lips, and said in a low and slightly hoarse voice, "That incident happened on a late autumn night more than 20 years ago. Suddenly, there was a burst of gunfire..."
The sudden burst of gunfire, like thunder, awakened the sleeping villagers. They leaped from their beds in panic, bewildered and at a loss as to what to do. Terror spread instantly, enveloping the entire village.
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As Zeng Qiang continued his story, a picture unfolded before people's eyes: in that remote border village, the night enveloped the earth and there was silence.
Suddenly, several figures quietly rushed out of the village. They walked hurriedly and looked nervous, as if they were running away from something terrible.
Sometimes these people hid behind huge sand dunes, holding their breath and observing the movements around them; sometimes they ran like frightened hares, heading towards the endless desert.
Their figures swayed in the moonlight, like ghosts moving through the vast sea of sand.
The wind whistled in their ears and the sand hit their faces painfully, but they didn't care. They had only one goal in mind - to escape from this place.
Just when they were only a few inches away from the border, suddenly, a sharp and piercing baby cry resounded through the sky, as if it was going to tear the sky apart.
The sudden cry was like a thunderclap, causing the nervous people to freeze in their tracks and tremble uncontrollably.
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