The beloved but ungrateful girl is reborn: This time she has truly changed.

The little one is very strong.

But Qi Weiwei quickly regained her balance, squatted down, and hugged the small, thin body tightly in her arms.

Her tears welled up again and dripped onto her daughter's hair.

The older one paused for a few seconds, looked at Qi Weiwei, then at her younger sister who was being held in Qi Weiwei's arms, and suddenly burst into tears and laughter.

"My wish came true...it really came true..."

She was crying and laughing at the same time, her voice choked with sobs.

"Every night I make a wish to the moon... I wish our biological mother would come to find us... and it really came true..."

She rushed over and threw herself into Qi Weiwei's arms, bursting into tears.

Six years.

She repeatedly doubted and hoped that she was not Xie Chunqiao's biological child.

She knew her younger sister was adopted.

Xie Chunqiao would beat and scold her and her sister at the drop of a hat, calling her a "born slut" and her sister a "bastard child no one wanted".

But now...

My biological mother has arrived.

It's really coming.

Xie Chunqiao watched this scene and began to tremble all over.

She looked at Qi Weiwei, then at the mother and her two daughters who were hugging each other and crying, and her face grew paler and paler.

"Your biological mother?"

Her voice was hoarse, and she still tried to struggle.

"What proof do you have? I found these two kids!"

I found it on the roadside!

You...you don't sound like you're from around here, are you a scammer?!

Ling Heping snorted coldly, walked up to her, took out his ID from his pocket, unfolded it, and held it up in front of her.

"Look carefully."

His voice was cold.

"I'm from the military. We've already investigated this matter thoroughly."

The two children you bought were stolen from Beijing by human traffickers.

Their biological mother is this Comrade Qi Weiwei.

Xie Chunqiao saw the words on the certificate and the bright red official seal clearly. Suddenly, she felt as if all her strength had been drained away, and she slumped down.

She leaned against the wall, slowly slid down to the ground, her eyes glazed over.

"You old hag..."

She murmured, as if talking to herself.

She told me...

He's a bastard born to a young woman...

Parents don't want me anymore...

I just bought it..."

Qi Weiwei couldn't take it anymore after hearing this.

She gently pushed away her two daughters from her arms, stood up, and walked to Xie Chunqiao.

Her eyes were cold, devoid of any warmth.

Xie Chunqiao looked up at her, at the woman who had just been frantically attacking her, but was now unusually calm.

But this calm is more terrifying than madness.

Qi Weiwei swung her arm in a wide arc.

"Snapped!"

A resounding slap landed hard on Xie Chunqiao's face.

Xie Chunqiao's head was knocked to the side by the blow, and blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

"Snapped!"

Another slap.

Use both hands.

Qi Weiwei remained silent, mechanically striking, one strike after another.

She hit hard, each slap delivered with all her might.

The palm struck his face, making a crisp sound that echoed in the yard.

Xie Chunqiao tried to dodge at first, but Qi Weiwei grabbed her collar and she couldn't get away.

He could only endure it, his face quickly swelled up, and more and more blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

After being slapped more than a dozen times, Xie Chunqiao spat out a mouthful of blood, which included a bloody tooth.

The tooth fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and came to rest next to the wooden barrel.

Just then, the man in the barrel seemed to be startled.

He splashed around in the water, making "hoho" sounds, as if in protest.

Dirty water splashed up and landed on everyone, carrying the stench of feces.

Everyone noticed that the man could only make these indistinct breathy sounds and could not speak in complete sentences.

Liang Chunyu frowned as she watched, clicking her tongue and saying, "Old Xie, you're truly ruthless! You poisoned your brother and made him mute?"

Xie Chunqiao had completely broken down at this point.

She slumped to the ground, her face covered in blood, her hair disheveled, and her clothes torn to shreds.

Hearing Liang Chunyu's words, she gave a bitter laugh, her voice hoarse: "What can I do?"

She raised her head, her eyes vacant: "Before my parents died, they held my hands and told me to take good care of my younger brother. They said that he was the only son in our family, and we couldn't let the family line die out..."

"But what kind of life did he have in the mental hospital?"

Xie Chunqiao's voice was trembling with sobs.

"He just likes to hit people a few times..."

He was beaten with electric batons every day and locked in a dark room...

I went to see him, and he was so thin he was just skin and bones...

He wasn't this stupid before...

She covered her face and sobbed, "I could only... I could only escape with him... secretly bring him home..."

Liang Chunyu frowned as she listened:

"If you want to run away, then run away. You can lock yourself up and live your own life, and you can take care of him yourself."

But you've brought two maids here to torment me; you have no conscience!

Xie Chunqiao lowered her hand, her eyes red and swollen: "My brother... he's a man after all! Our family line can't end!"

She turned to Qi Weiwei, scrutinizing her closely with a complex expression: "You do look like two girls... especially the younger one, her eyes and nose are just like yours."

She paused, then said:

"But you can't blame me for this."

If you don't take good care of your own child, how can a child separated from its mother be any better?

Even if I don't buy it, someone else will.

You have only yourself to blame!

Qi Weiwei felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if she were being pricked by needles.

Yes, she has herself to blame.

I blame myself for being blind and foolish, for letting the wolf into the house, and for failing to protect my daughters.

But she can't blame herself alone.

She looked at Xie Chunqiao, her voice as cold as ice: "How old is your brother?"

Xie Chunqiao was stunned for a moment: "Forty...forty-two."

"Forty-two," Qi Weiwei repeated, her voice trembling. "You intend for my youngest daughters—one only six years old, the other only four—to carry on the family line for your forty-two-year-old foolish brother?"

Xie Chunqiao's eyes darted away: "I can't handle the bigger ones..."

Liang Chunyu gasped, "Then you only needed to buy one, why did you buy two?!"

Xie Chunqiao sighed, as if she were talking about something perfectly ordinary:

"I've heard people say that only half of the children born to a mentally challenged person and a normal person are likely to be normal."

Therefore, if I buy two, I'm sure I'll have a normal baby.

She paused, then continued:

"I'm old, I'll definitely die before my brother."

Who will take care of him then?

A wife bought from someone else is definitely not as cherished as a biological child.

I need to give him an heir, a biological child, to take care of him in his old age and see him off in his final days.

Liang Chunyu was stunned.

Qi Weiwei was also stunned.

Xie Chunqiao's logic... is distorted, but self-consistent.

She wasn't abusing him for the sake of abusing him; she was doing it to "carry on the family line" for her mentally challenged younger brother, so that someone would "take care of him in his old age and see him off in his final days."

She even considered the "genetic issue"—buying two to increase the probability of having a normal child.

"Then why do you insist on buying the ones that look good?" Liang Chunyu couldn't help but ask again.