Chapter 21 — 6.6 The Ultimate Bad Thing Of A Marriage

Hua Dao took a bite of the apple and raised her eyebrows:

"Now he's learned how to be human."

I carefully pieced together the pieces of the tea cup.

"Everyone has to pay a price to learn something."

Half a month later, the official verdict was announced. To Niem must compensate me for all damages, post a public apology letter and must not edit or delete the content. For three years, she was forbidden to use my master's name to participate in any exhibitions. Later, it was discovered that her studio had illegally used old restoration drawings many times. A series of collectors simultaneously sued. Not long after, her office had to close. Tham Tinh must repay all nine hundred thousand yuan. The installment plan is clearly stated in each term. Because of stealing the iron box and forging the pregnancy certificate, she was also prosecuted by the Co family. Then I had to work as a cashier for a small store. Date of receiving first month's salary. She transferred me two thousand yuan. The note has only four words:

"Pay a little in advance."

Trieu Que Phuong still wants to cause trouble. But when court documents are delivered to your door. She had just cursed halfway in the hallway when she saw her neighbor raise his phone to dial. Immediately shut the door. It is said that later, everyone she met felt sorry for herself. But no one wants to listen. Even the vegetable seller in the market knows that the Tham family used to use money to save their daughter-in-law's life to repair their daughter's wedding house. Tham Nghien pays on time every month. Never been slow even once. The last time I saw him was in front of the Civil Affairs Department gate, when the remaining procedures were completed. He gave me a statement.

"The rest, I will continue to transfer."

I just glanced at it.

"Follow the judgment."

He nodded. Standing on the steps for a long time. Then he said hoarsely:

"Lam Van, you will definitely live a very good life in the future."

I'm not polite. No consolation either.

"I should have lived a good life."

He bowed his head. A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

"It's me who accidentally did it."

I put the divorce papers in my bag. When I turned around and left. A wind blew. Corn leaves along the roadside fell to the feet. I walked by. Don't look back again. Exactly on the twentieth day. Mrs. Co's chalk enamel tea cup has been completely restored. She held the cup in her hand for a long time. Then put a long-term cooperation contract on the table.

"From now on, all the antiques of the Co family in Van Chau will only be given to you."

Hua Dao coughed continuously. I sign my name.

"Just talking about things."

"Let's not talk about anything else."

Mrs. Co burst out laughing.

"What a coincidence."

"I think so, too."

Van Dao Quan organized an exhibition to commemorate my master. In the most central location of the showroom. It's not the relic that To Niem once fought for. It's the master's restored notebook. Next to the last page. There is an additional line written by myself.

"Things with cracks can be mended."

"Greed has taken root, it can only be cut off."

Opening day. Old Trieu walked with his cane to my side.

"If my master sees this."

"He will be reassured."

I looked at my name in the glass cabinet. First time. It is no longer tied to the status of being someone's wife. Whose daughter-in-law? Or Who else must you sacrifice for? It's simply my name. Hua Dao called loudly:

"The appointment schedule in the shop is full until next year!"

"What are you still standing there for?"

I picked up my tool bag. Step through the sea of light in the hall. Someone is waiting for me to repair old items. There are also people waiting to see me fall. But I'm not afraid anymore. The porcelain was broken. Just need enough fire, enough time. The golden thread will be more brilliant than the crack. My life is the same.