Chapter 2 — Awakening Brick

My palms were quickly scratched. I don't let go. I walked back step by step. The light from the main house door shines onto the ground. The people inside finally saw me. Ma Thuy was the first to scream. "What is Duong Am holding the brick for?" Duong Hao stepped back. Grandma Wei stood up. "You dare!" Duong Duc Giang hugged his leg, his face unsightly. "You, look at it!" At that moment, Duong Duc Hai slapped him with the tenth slap. My mother's head was bowed, her hair covering half of her face. Her body staggered. I stood at the door. Dirt fell from the brick in his hand. Duong Duc Hai turned around. Seeing me, he froze, then burst out laughing. "What do you want to do?" "You betrayed, right?" I didn't say. My mother raised her head. Finally she called out: "Tieu Am, put it down." Her voice was very soft. Softly like a breath about to stop. I looked at her swollen face. Look at the blood at the corner of her mouth. Look at the looks of panic and avoidance on the faces of the relatives sitting around the table. Suddenly I don't want to explain anymore. I took a step forward. The smile on Duong Duc Hai's face stiffened. "Try touching me." I lifted the brick. All sounds in the main house disappeared. Just before the brick fell, a sudden scream came from outside the door: "Everyone stop! The police station is here!"03 That scream couldn't stop me. The brick fell. But don't hit Duong Duc Hai on the head. I hit the eight immortals table next to him. The corner of the table immediately cracked. The dishes bounced up. Fish soup splashed all over Duong Duc Hai's pants. The main house was as silent as death. Duc Hai Duong's face turned white. He was only half a step away from the brick. If my hand moved a little, what broke wouldn't be the corner of the table. I let go. The brick fell to the ground, making a heavy sound. I looked at him. "Next time, you can bet on whether my hand will hit the wrong side or not." Duong Duc Hai's throat moved. He couldn't say a word. Grandma Wei was the first to recover. She rushed forward, raised her hand to hit me. "You ungrateful thing!" I held her wrist. She didn't expect me to dare stop her. I lowered her hand. "Grandma, you better not touch me." "My mother was beaten ten times, you sat and watched." "Now the table was only hit once, you stood up again." Grandma Wei's lips trembled. "That's your father!" I looked at her. "She's also my mother." As soon as the sentence ended, two people walked in through the door. One person is Pham Thanh, head of the village's security committee. The remaining person was wearing a uniform and was a police officer from the station in town. The person who reported the news standing behind was Aunt Ngo next door. She was still holding the phone in her hand. Seeing my mother's face, Aunt Ngo inhaled a cold breath. "Ngoc Mai, why were you beaten like this?" My mother bowed her head. Duc Duc Hai immediately spoke up: "It's just a small matter at home." "She doesn't understand, so she hit the table with a brick." "We can handle it ourselves." The police looked at my mother. "Who beat you?" My mother didn't say anything. Her hands tightened on her apron, her knuckles turned white. Duong Duc Hai glared at her. That look was exactly the same as before. If he just looked like that, my mother would swallow everything she wanted to say. But this time, I'm standing next to her. I took out my phone. "I'm back." Duong Duc Hai suddenly turned his head. "When did you turn back?" I didn't answer. I opened the video. The image is a bit shaky. From the moment Duong Duc Hai forced her to apologize until the slaps that followed, there was not a single sound missing. The faces of everyone in the house appeared in it. Including the sentence Duong Duc Giang said that when children are grown up, they can't beat them. Including the sentence Ma Thuy said later

The husband will also suffer. Including Grandma Wei sitting still, just reminding her not to knock over the table. When the video played the fifth slap, Duong Duc Giang rushed forward and tried to steal the phone. I stepped back. Pham Thanh stood in front of me. "What are you planning to do?" Duong Duc Giang was impatient. "This is our family's matter!" The police officer looked cold. "Domestic violence is not a private matter in the home." As soon as those five words fell, no one in the house dared to speak up. My mother finally raised her head. She looked at me. Her eyes were full of panic. I know what she is afraid of. She was afraid that Duong Duc Hai would be taken away. I'm afraid the Duong family will scold her in the future. I'm afraid she has nowhere to stay. Afraid that the house she has lived in for half her life will collapse tonight. I held her hand. "Mom, you don't need to be afraid." "This house doesn't belong to him." Everyone looked at me. Duc Duc Hai reacted first. "What nonsense are you talking about?" I took out a copy of a document from my backpack. That's what I took to print town in the afternoon. During the three days I returned here, I not only saw the wounds on my mother's body. I also found old real estate documents that my grandmother left behind a long time ago. This yard was originally the residential land of my grandmother's house. After my mother got married, my grandmother gave the house to her to live in.