Chapter 4
Chapter 4 — Behind Mother's Tears
“This is Hua Nhu's house rent deposit.” “This is the bill she bought for groceries.” “This is the gold and silver store bill.” She raised her head to look at my father. “When these expenses were paid, where did the money come from?” My father's voice was tense: “I advanced it.” My mother nodded. “That's strange.” She took out a money transfer receipt. “Last winter, Han Phong's mother wrote a letter asking why the organization paid the visit. only received a part." "He replied that the procedures were still being compared." My father's forehead sweated. "I only keep it temporarily." My mother asked: "Hold it up to Hua Nhu's rent?" "Hold it up to her special medical examination?" "Hold it up to the gold bracelet on her wrist?" Everyone's eyes fell on Hua Nhu's wrist. She unconsciously withdrew her hand into her sleeve. But it's already late. My father's face turned pale: "Hua Lenh Nghi, don't squirt blood!" My mother did not raise her voice. She just pushed the last part of the books to Director Thieu. "This is the money flow I have compiled." "Including three amounts of visitation money handled by Tong Hoai Son, all ended up in the account used by Hua Nhu." "There are also two allowances requested in the name of 'temporary difficulties of martyrs' families', which the Han family and mother have never received." Director Thieu finished reading, his face became terrifyingly gloomy. She raised her eyes and looked at my father: "Chief Tong, you need to explain these things." My father's lips moved. It took a long time to come up with a sentence: "At that time, the situation was complicated." Aunt Ton suddenly opened her mouth: "Is it so complicated that you take money from the martyr's mother to support the woman outside?" There was silence in the hall. This sentence is too heavy. Also too standard. What my father cares about most is his reputation for "respecting love and respect". Over the past few years, he relied on Han Phong's sacrifice to portray himself as a good teammate. Every Tet holiday, he had to publicly remind one sentence: "Han Phong is gone, but his family members are my family members." Now everyone knows. The "family members" he spoke of were not Han Phong's old mother and sister. It was Hua Nhu. Hua Nhu was shaken as she was seen, suddenly crying: "I didn't take the money alone!" My father suddenly looked at her. "What are you talking nonsense?" Hua Nhu was like a cat forced to a dead end, her eyes red. "I said nonsense? Didn't you teach me to fill out those documents?" "You said the Han family is in the countryside, you don't understand the process, as long as I maintain my identity first, no one will investigate!" "You said you have a say in the country." The room is secure, tell me to rest assured to support the pregnancy!” She finished speaking, even she was stunned. My father's face no longer had any blood left. My mother sat there quietly. I suddenly remembered those days. The explanation was written by my father himself. The invoices were left by him who personally bought stewed vegetables. Letter introducing him to run a medical examination on behalf of Hua Nhu. Every time he emphasized in front of the neighbors that Hua Nhu was "Han Phong's man". It turned out that my mother was not at all tolerant. She was waiting for him to personally hammer each nail into her coffin. Once Hua Nhu opened her mouth, she couldn't stop. My father tried to push the responsibility onto her. "I was also tricked by her! She said she and Han Phong had a real relationship, so I should lend a helping hand out of camaraderie." Hua Nhu shouted: "Tong Hoai Son, do you want to pretend to be a good person now?" "Do you dare say the baby is not yours?" In the hall, a deep thunder sounded like an explosion. My head buzzed loudly. Even though I had already guessed it, I still felt nauseous to the point of wanting to vomit. My father angrily roared: "Shut up!" Director Thieu slapped the table. "Sit down, everyone. One by one." Hua Nhu completely tore off her mask. She said that after Han Phong died, my father took the title
visit her, visit her often. She said at first it was just taking money, then my dad said it wasn't easy for her to live alone, and he was also "heartbroken". She said that after getting pregnant, it was my father who told her to kill Han Phong's identity of carrying an orphan child in her womb. "He said that as long as he can enter the Song family, a soft-tempered person like Hua Lenh Nghi will not dare to make a fuss." "He said that the house values the honor of martyrs the most, no one dares to force me to do the appraisal." The blue veins on my father's forehead appeared: "She's lying!" At this point, my mother Open the last paper bag. Inside is contact history, guest house registration, public vehicle usage slip, and a copy of the leave application.