Chapter 6 — Voices Behind the Dark Room

Luong Thua Trach suddenly raised his head and stared at Duong Duong. Someone asked in a low voice: "What did the child say?" Duong Duong seemed to have used up all his strength, his body fell into my arms. I hugged my child. But the girl didn't shut her mouth. She grabbed my clothes, her voice was small and trembling. "The room is dark." "The rabbit is bad." "Duong Duong is scared." Liu Ngoc Mai suddenly stood up. "Children talk nonsense!" Her voice was high-pitched, harsh. "He just learned to speak, how does he know what he's saying!" I raised my eyes to look at her. "She knows." Liu Ngoc Mai's lips were white. Luong Duc Hai put down his wine glass. "Dao An Ninh, you taught her?" I hugged Duong Duong and stood up. "I taught her to call mom for two years." "Her first complete sentence was to denounce you." The relatives looked at each other. Luong Duc Hai's eyes suppressed the anger. "Don't spit blood on people." I took out my phone and pressed play. His voice came from inside. “If you dare point at me, I will lock you back up.” No one in the dining room moved. The blood on Luong Duc Hai's face drained away little by little. Tang Tang trembled in my heart. I bowed my head and kissed her forehead. "Dear, you said it." "I heard it." The next second, Luong Duc Hai suddenly stood up, reaching out to grab my phone. 08 Luong Duc Hai's hand had not yet touched me, Luong Thua Trach stepped up to block me in the middle. This was the first time he stood between me and my father. But in my heart I was not moved at all. Because this moment comes too late. Luong Duc Hai glared at him. "You stay away." Luong Thua Trach's throat moved. "Dad, you sit down first." Luong Duc Hai slammed a hand on the table. "Even you believe it?" The dishes on the table vibrated. Duong Duong was scared and buried his face in the crook of my neck. I hugged my child backwards. A relative stood up to stop him. "Eldest brother, what are you talking about?" "The child is already afraid of becoming like this." Luong Duc Hai laughed coldly. "A child with an unhealthy mind, a recording from who knows where, wants to pour dirty water on me?" I looked at him. "You say the recording is fake?" He craned his neck. "Who knows how you made it." I opened the second part. In the image, the living room appears clearly. Luong Duc Hai stood in front of Duong Duong, bent down to talk. Duong Duong covered his mouth and trembled. A synchronized sound rang out. "If you dare point at me, I'll lock you back up." Someone in the group of relatives took a sharp breath. Luu Ngoc Mai's face turned pale, her mouth still mumbling. "It's not like that, it's not like that." I looked at her. "So what?" Her eyes were chaotic. "Your father just scared the child a little." "The old man in the house takes care of the child, how can he be attentive to every little detail?" "When he was young, Duong Duong didn't listen, peed his pants, threw things, your father was hot-tempered, locking him up for a while to quiet him was not a big deal." My whole body was cold. cold. "Lock up for a while?" I hugged Duong Duong tighter. "She was only two years old." "She peed her pants, you guys locked her in the storage room." "She cried so much that she couldn't cry anymore, she didn't dare call anymore." Luu Ngoc Mai's tears fell. "Mom, there's no other way." "I work during the day, Thua Trach is also busy, I really can't take care of the kids alone." "Your dad said he'll be locked up for a while." Good boy." "Who would have thought he wouldn't say anything after that." As soon as these words fell, the dining room seemed to explode. Luong Thua Trach's face turned pale. "Mom, what do you know?" Luu Ngoc Mai cried and grabbed his arm. "I didn't mean it." "I thought the child was still young and would forget after two days." "Besides, he already knew how to speak late, who knows why." Luong Thua Trach shook her hand away. "You two hid your child for two years?" I looked at him, my voice very calm. "Do you really know nothing?" Luong Thua Ze stiffened. His silence gave me the answer.

My chest felt like it was being carved out inch by inch. Among the relatives, someone said in a low voice: "That's too cruel." Some people also frowned. "Such a small child, how could he be locked in a dark room?" Luong Duc Hai was so embarrassed that he became angry. "Everyone shut up!" He pointed at me. "Now Dao An Ninh is dead, criticizing the Luong family for not being good, so he takes the child to do it." "If I raise my niece, is it a crime to raise her?" I said: "You don't raise her." "You are destroying her." The corner of Luong Duc Hai's eyes twitched. "Don't scare people." "No, that's not it." Is it still standing here peacefully?” I placed Duong Duong on the chair, letting her lean on my lap. Then I took the broken rabbit ear out of my bag. "I found this in the corner of the storage room." As soon as Duong Duong saw the rabbit ear, he immediately cried. The baby cried without a sound, only tears fell in large drops. The girl raised her hand to touch it, repeating over and over again: "Rabbit hurts." Everyone was silent. I put the rabbit ear on the table. "That day she was holding the rabbit that was locked inside." "The rabbit ear was broken." "After that she always carried this rabbit with her, because it was the only thing she could hold that day." Liu Ngoc Mai covered her face.