Chapter 18 — Bringing Children to Find a Husband

The police sealed all those documents. I also recorded the situation at the scene. When the lawyer arrived, it was already afternoon. After she finished looking at the documents, the first sentence she said was: "This is very important for you to gain custody of your children." "Those who threatened you and the children are no longer just internal family conflicts." "Don't meet any of them privately in the future." I nodded. Before being taken away, Tuong Minh Loi suddenly turned around and called out to me. "Xuan Hoa." I didn't answer. His voice was as hoarse as sandpaper. "If I really wasn't a member of the Chiang family, wouldn't you have known a long time ago?" I looked at him, feeling ridiculous. "I just saw this paper for the first time today." "Don't you dare pour all that dirty water on me." The last bit of light in his eyes also disappeared. I turned around and got in the car. As soon as I sat down, the phone rang. It was my mother calling. Her voice was very low. "Xuan Hoa, Ma Thuy Anh is here." "She knelt in front of my house, demanding to see you." I tightened my grip on the phone. "Don't open the door." My mother looked panicked. "She's holding a machete in her hand." My chest felt heavy. The next second, on the other end of the line, Ma Thuy Anh's gut-wrenching scream rang out. "Ha Xuan Hoa, you dare to destroy my son, I will die in front of your mother's house."18I told the driver to immediately turn around. The police also received a call from my mother and rushed straight to my parents' house. Along the way, my palms were drenched in cold sweat. Don't be afraid of Ma Thuy Anh dying. I'm afraid she will go crazy and hurt the children. As soon as the car arrived at the beginning of the alley, we saw neighbors surrounding us. Ma Thuy Anh sat in front of my parents' doorstep, clutching a machete in her hand, her hair as messy as grass. She saw me getting out of the car and immediately put the knife on my neck. "Ha Xuan Hoa, are you satisfied?" "You sent my son to the police station and are planning to bring up my story from decades ago." "Why don't you just go and die?" I stood a few steps away, not coming closer. "You took the knife to the front door of my parents' house to cause chaos, the children are also in the house." "If you say a word now, everything will be recorded. over.” Ma Thuy Anh's eyes blinked once. In the past, she was best at using loud crying to scare people. But now, she discovered that I was no longer intimidated by her. The surrounding neighbors' chatter became increasingly noisier. Someone advised her to put down the knife. Some people say don't scare the children. She suddenly pointed at me, crying and cursing: "It's all because you forced me." "If it weren't for you going to the Northwest, the Chiang family wouldn't have been ruined." "If it weren't for you reporting to the police, Minh Loi wouldn't have been investigated." "If it weren't for you insisting on a divorce, that bitch Le Na wouldn't have threatened me with that." I caught the loophole in her words. "So you know what's in Phung's hands." Le Na has something.” Ma Thuy Anh's face stiffened. I took a step forward. "You also know that she plans to take Tuong Minh Loi and Phung Duc Hai for DNA testing." "What you're afraid of is not that I will destroy Chiang Minh Loi." "What you're afraid of is that your old story will be exposed." She suddenly screamed. "Shut up!" The machete in her hand swung around, making the people around her jump back in surprise. The police arrived and separated the crowd. A police officer calmly advised her to put down her knife. Another policeman signaled me to stay back. But when Ma Thuy Anh saw the police uniform, her emotions became even more agitated. "Don't come over here." "I'm not breaking the law." "I was forced by my daughter-in-law." I looked at her, my voice very calm. "Tieu Chu and Duong Duong are in the house." "If you still consider yourself their grandmother, then put down the uniform." Hearing the mention of the children, her face showed an expression.

I'm a bit confused. I continued to say: "When you cursed them at the school gate, they were already heartbroken enough." "Today you still want to force them to see you holding a knife and causing chaos?" Suddenly, Duong Duong's cries echoed in the house. Tieu Chu shouted from behind the window: "Grandma, don't make trouble anymore." "From now on I won't ask you for anything." "Don't come looking for us anymore." Ma Thuy Anh seemed to be stabbed by that sentence, her hand dropped. The knife fell to the ground, making a dull sound. The police immediately rushed in to control her. She finally stopped cursing and just sat on the ground trembling. But his mouth was still mumbling. "Can't test." "That can't be tested." "Ming Loi will hate me to death." I stood rooted to the spot, feeling cold inside. This is not a rumor. There is a real problem behind this. After Ma Thuy Anh was taken away, my father opened the door. Tieu Chu rushed out and hugged me. The boy didn't cry, but his whole body kept shaking. Duong Duong also jumped into my arms, his small hands grabbed my clothes tightly. I hugged my children tightly, for the first time regretting letting them see so many dirty things. But I also know, I can't hide it anymore. That evening at dusk, the lawyer brought news.