Chapter 14 — Awakening Brick

But the things he did were exposed under the sun. The police asked the man in black and those who pulled the banner to coordinate the investigation. When the banner was taken down, the factory gate was silent. Director Luu walked up to her mother. "Tham Ngoc Mai, the factory will issue a certificate for you." "You did not steal fabric from the factory, nor did you manage the goods." "Regarding the salary card, the accounting department will exchange it for you today." Mother raised her head, her eyes red. "Thank you, director." Director Luu sighed. "Why haven't you said all these years?" Mother bowed her head. "Before, I felt that talking was useless." A few female workers next to me heard that. eyes are red. Someone gave her a mask. Someone said they wanted to bring her back. Mom shook her head in turn. She is still not used to being protected by others. But she did not continue to cower. Leaving the garment factory, we went to the police station again. That video was saved as evidence. The policeman asked his mother what happened that night. She thought for a long time. "I remember that day he came back very late from playing cards." "He said my face wasn't good, so he made me a bowl of cold medicine." "After drinking it, I felt very sleepy." "The next morning when I woke up, there was red ink on my finger." "He said I touched red paper while sleeping." Speaking of this, her hand shook so much that she could barely hold the glass of water. "At that time I didn't think much." "I really didn't." "I gritted my teeth, my chest felt like it was blocked by a fire. Duong Duc Hai didn't just beat her. He also considered her like a piece of paper that could be arbitrarily stamped. When we left the police station, it was already dark. Aunt Ngo stood outside the door waiting for us. Aunt Ngo held a thermos in her hand. "Ngoc Mai, I cooked porridge for you." Mother took it, her eyes reddened again. "Tieu Am, Aunt Ngo has helped us too much." Aunt Ngo glared at her. "Don't say that." "If you still consider yourself an outsider, I will be angry." Not long after we sat down, my phone kept vibrating. It's a message in the village group. Duong Hao posted some screenshots to the group. Above is a very long paragraph written by Duong Duc Hai. He said that twenty years ago, my mother ran to her mother's house for three months and returned immediately to find me. He said I was not from the Duong family. He said his mother did not keep her religion as a wife, and now she wants to harm him and have to go to jail. Every sentence is dirty. Every sentence is throwing mud on the mother. Someone in the group quickly asked: "Is it true or false?" "I seem to have heard this story mentioned by Mrs. Wei before." "No wonder Duong Duc Hai is so angry." Mom saw those words, her whole body stiffened. The story she was most afraid of was still exposed by Duong Duc Hai. I directly sent the injury assessment, report receipt and factory director's confirmation to the group. Then I typed: "Duong Duc Hai impersonated Tham Ngoc Mai to borrow money, forcibly informed and abused the victim, the incident has been reported." "Currently he is spreading rumors from twenty years ago to intimidate the victim into withdrawing the application." "Whoever continues to forward, I will also save it as evidence." The group was silent for a few seconds. Someone immediately withdrew the message. Someone started scolding Duc Hai for not being human. But there were also people who spoke in a strange yin and yang voice: "You can't just talk about a child's story." "If there really is no problem, then what are you afraid of?" I looked at the screen, my fingertips cold. Mom suddenly took the phone. She did not delete the message. Don't cry and explain. She sent a sentence to the group. "Twenty years ago, I was beaten so I had to return to my mother's house." "The number of weeks I have hospital records." "I have never done anything wrong to anyone." The whole group was completely silent. I looked at her. Her face was still swollen, but there was a hardness in her eyes that I had never seen before. Very

After a while, she returned the phone to me. "Tieu Am." "Tomorrow I'll take you to the hospital." I frowned. "Mom, your health hasn't recovered yet." She shook her head slightly. "It's not to check for injuries." She looked at me, saying every word: "Isn't he always using you to threaten you?" "Then I'll cut this rope myself." My heart sank. "You want to do a blood test?" She nodded. But right after that, there was suddenly a loud knocking on the door from outside. Aunt Ngo went to open the door. The village chief stood outside, his face unsightly. "Ngoc Mai, it's not over." "Duong Duc Hai led Mrs. Wei back to the yard." "They said they would weld down the yard gate and not let anyone in." 15 Mother suddenly stood up. She stood too fast, her eyes went dark, she almost fell down. I supported her. "Mom, don't rush." She squeezed my hand. "That's the house your mother left behind." "He can't continue to destroy it." The village chief sighed. "I was afraid they would make a fuss, so I rushed here." "Pham Thanh went there." "But Duong Duc Hai was drinking and had an iron rod in his hand." Aunt Ngo heard that, her face also changed. "That beast is really crazy." I took the coat. "Report the merits." "We'll go there too." Mom gritted her teeth and followed. She walked very slowly, each step was like stepping on a da.a.o. But she didn't say she wouldn't go.