Chapter 12 — After My Mother-in-law Bought Me a 3 Million Yuan Death Insurance Package

“When I returned home, I looked online and discovered that your restaurant's rating was extremely low.”

“It's all comments like 'the landlady is sick', 'not clean'.”

“I read it and knew there was a problem.”

“After asking more questions, we found out what happened.”

She took out her phone and opened a page for me to see. Is a platform to introduce local cuisine. Inside there is a section on country dishes made by her. In the middle, there is a place left:

“Thanh Son Homestay — specialty fish stew in cast iron pot — officially reopened.”

“I haven't agreed to let you promote yet.”

“You may not agree.”

“But your skills shouldn't be buried in this village.”

I made fish for her. She ate even cleaner than last time. Even the soup was eaten by the rice. Before leaving, she put down her chopsticks and looked at me seriously.

“Boss Tham.”

“You have a very special endurance.”

“Just like the food you cook.”

“It's the taste of refusing to give up.”

She paid and left. I stood in the yard watching her car drive away. During this time, besides Trieu Loi and Tieu Yen... This is the third person who makes me feel like there are still normal people in the world. On the fifth day after Vuong Thuy Hoa and Tran Dai Quan were detained, the district police officially confirmed the information. All four people have been arrested. Vuong Thuy Hoa — crime of insurance fraud, the amount involved is 3,000,000 yuan. Because he directed the forgery of medical records and signatures, he was identified as the mastermind. Tran Dai Quan — accomplice. Knowing clearly that his mother was a fraud, he still actively supported her. Tran Nhi Ho — accomplice. Responsible for contacting the retired doctor who falsified the diagnosis paper. Zhou Kien Quoc — assisted in committing a crime by providing false initial examination records, in addition to being suspected of practicing illegally. Trieu Loi told me over the phone:

"Based on current circumstances, mastermind Vuong Thuy Hoa will be sentenced to at least six to eight years."

“Tran Dai Quan about three to five years.”

“Tran Nhi Ho and Zhou Kien Quoc are lighter, but still about two to three years.”

“There's one more thing you need to know.”

“Tran Dai Quan asked his lawyer to transfer the statement from the detention center to the outside.”

“He wants to talk to you.”

“What are we talking about?”

"He said he knew it was wrong and wanted you to write a letter to rescind the complaint."

“If you write a letter of dismissal, the sentence may be reduced.”

"He also asked a lawyer to say that as long as you agree, he will transfer the land of the Tran family's old house to your name."

I held the phone and stood in the middle of the field. In the kitchen, the lid of the pot was pushed up by steam and made a rattling sound. Use a piece of land... Exchange it for my life.

“Trieu Loi, help me leave a message.”

“You say it.”

"Tell him, when his mother bought the death insurance for me, did she ever think about the words 'dismissal'?"

"When he went to inquire about large dogs, did he ever think of the word 'denial'?"

“There is no letter of dismissal.”

“Tell him to obediently wait for the verdict.”

The other end of the line was silent for two seconds.

"Okay. I will pass on the message."

After hanging up the phone, I squatted in front of the stove, using a stick to push the pile of coal deeper inside. The fire broke out, dyeing the entire wall red. It's not that I don't forgive. It's that there are things... That don't deserve to be forgiven. Half a month passed. My homestay is open again. The promotional post that Lam Vi made for me had just been posted three days before someone from town drove over to eat. For three consecutive days, the tables were full. Each At least six tables a day. I can't do it alone. Every afternoon, after work, Luu Tieu Yen runs over to help carry things and wash dishes. Life is like finally escaping from a stagnant puddle to live again. But very quickly, something new happened again. That afternoon, while I was cleaning up the restaurant and preparing to close, a black Volkswagen stopped outside the gate. The car door opens. A middle-aged woman wearing a dark blue dress walked down. Curly hair, delicate makeup, and carrying a branded bag in her hand. The woman stood in front of the yard gate, looked around and frowned.

“Is this Thanh Son homestay?”

At that time I was cleaning tables in the house. Through the window, I saw her. Unfamiliar. I walked out.

"Hello, the restaurant is closed today. If you want to eat, come early tomorrow."

The woman had no intention of leaving. She took two more steps into the yard, her voice also rising.

“I'm not coming to eat.”

"My last name is Tran, I'm Tran Dai Quan's older sister - Tran Lan Phuong."

My hand that was wiping the table suddenly stopped. Tran Dai Quan's older sister. The Tran family also has an older sister who married into the district and is said to live a very well-off life. During five years of marriage, this sister-in-law has never appeared in front of me. I don't go back to my hometown on holidays. It is said that she looks down on her poor relatives in the village. Now my brother is in the detention center... She's here.

“What are you looking for me for?”

Tran Lan Phuong raised her chin and evaluated me from top to bottom. That look reminded me of the type of person standing at the market choosing the cheapest bunch of vegetables.

“I came to discuss something with you.”

“You probably already know about my brother's case, right?”