Chapter 11 — After taking the university entrance exam, I transferred my household registration to my adoptive mother's house

She posted a long post on her personal account, saying that this was the most shocking interview in her eight years of working.

“When an eighteen-year-old girl stood in front of me, telling everything in an unreal calm voice…”

“My hands were shaking.”

“Not because of how scary the content she said was.”

“I have encountered many similar family conflicts.”

“It's because from beginning to end, she didn't shed a single tear.”

“An eighteen year old child…”

“Every word she said was calculated with precision.”

“Every step was planned in advance.”

“This is not a temporary impulse.”

“This is a process of taking back control of my life that has been prepared for a long time.”

This segment was screenshot and spread throughout social networks. As for Qian Le Hoa's side— According to intelligence from neighbor Aunt Ton (reported directly through a group of apartment complex residents), after returning home, Qian Le Hoa cried all afternoon, then made countless phone calls. Call your friends. Call Lam Kien Quoc's colleague. Call old neighbors. Call her biological mother—my biological grandmother. What she said on the phone was roughly:

“This girl is crazy…”

“It's impossible to raise well…”

“It's a white-eyed wolf…”

“In his heart, he only recognizes that tofu seller…”

No one followed her. No one. Because everyone has seen the video. Every frame in the video is slapping her in the face. All her excuses... were drowned out by direct comments. But there is one particularly interesting detail— In the video, there is a scene depicting Tien Le Hoa's face while sitting on the sofa. That's when I said:

“You don't know anything.”

The city station's cameraman very subtly panned to catch her reaction. In the frame, the smile still hangs on the lips. But his eyes were panicked. The corner of the mouth is smiling. But his eyes trembled. Netizens captured that exact moment and added a caption:

“The car-flipping moment of the master of expression management.”

Then it was made into a meme. Spread everywhere. Tien Le Hoa became the newest "villain" of the entire network. As for Lam Kien Quoc— He is even more miserable. Because during the interview, he didn't say a single word. From beginning to end, I just sat on the sofa, my forehead sweating, motionless like a statue. Netizens rated:

“This father's performance of 'faking death' has reached the highest level.”

“Proposal to award the Kim Cicada Award to best supporting actor—no dialogue, all acting techniques rely on sweating.”

"I'm dying of laughter. My biological mother at least jumped up a few times, and my biological father immediately turned to stone on the spot. This is truly 'a father's love is like the Thai Son mountain' - one press down and he won't move."

As for my sister, Lam Duyet— Her situation is the most miraculous. Because she posted a post to her friends circle. Posting time is 3:30 pm the day of the interview. It was about twenty minutes after I said those words in the living room. The content is:

“There are some people who are truly selfish. For a little bit of dignity, they can destroy an entire family.”

The person she was referring to was me. But the comment section was all scolding her. Because right after that, someone dug up her post on the evening of June 8— Photo Selfie at Sanya beach.

“Finally liberated~”

Two posts side by side… The live effect is explosive. The most liked comments are:

“My sister is at home feeding the hamsters, while I am in Sanya ‘liberated’. Who are you saying is selfish?”

Four hours later, Lam Duyet deleted the post. Then switch the entire account to private mode. But it's already late. The screenshots were soon spread everywhere. And my grandmother—Tien Le Hoa's mother. This old lady is the most unique character of all. After watching the video... She did something unexpected. She called me. As soon as I picked up the phone, I was scolded. But don't scold me. It's to scold Qian Lihua.

“Your mother has been like that since she was a child!”

“He treats me like that and you don't know anything!”

“If you had known sooner, you would have broken his leg a long time ago!”

The old lady was full of energy, her voice was as loud as a bronze bell, and she scolded for five minutes without needing to take a breath. Then the style suddenly changed dramatically:

“Chu Chu, grandma can I ask you, are you short of money?”

"What's going on with the registration of wishes?"

“Do you need grandma to ask for help?”

I didn't know what to say for a moment. The old lady sighed.

“Okay, I won't bother you anymore.”

"And the mother raised the child... Trieu Que Lan, right?"

“Thank her for her.”

“Nice guy.”

Hanging up the phone, I sat dumbfounded in the yard for a while. Trieu's mother brought out a plate of cut watermelon.

"Who called? It took so long."

“My grandmother.”

"OH." She sat down next to him. “What did she say?”

“Tell me to thank you on your behalf, Mom.”