Chapter 2 — Bringing Children to Find a Husband

The boy stuffed the bag of meat into my hand. "Mom, let's go." The boy's voice trembled. "I don't want to accept him anymore." Tuong Minh Loi's face darkened. "Tieu Chu, can you say it again?" I pulled the boy behind me to protect him. "He doesn't need to say it twice." "From today onwards, don't use the word 'father' to oppress him anymore." Tuong Minh Loi stared at me, his eyes full of anger. stranger. "Ha Xuan Hoa, don't regret it." I pulled up my suitcase. "The person who should regret it is not me." When walking to the door, Phung Le Na suddenly spoke. "Do you think he will come back after you leave?" I stopped walking. She smiled, reaching towards the bedside table. "Minh Loi gave me his salary card a long time ago." "That little transfer money in your hand, it's because I told him to give it to you." She took out a bank card from the drawer and waved it in front of my eyes. "What are you using to compete with me?" I turned my head to look at the card in her hand. I'm very familiar with the last four numbers of that card. That was the salary card that Chiang Minh Loi said he lost before getting married. It's also the card that I haven't been able to check the transaction statement for these past few years. I slowly picked up the phone. Point the lens at her. "Say that again." Phung Le Na's smile stiffened. 03 Phung Le Na hid the bank card behind her back. "What are you filming?" I didn't answer. I just held the phone firmly. More and more people gathered at the door to watch. Tuong Minh Loi rushed forward to grab the phone. Tieu Chu took a step forward, blocking right in front of me. The boy was only twelve years old, his arms were as thin as dry firewood. But at that moment, he stood very straight. "Don't touch my mother." Tuong Minh Loi was stunned. I pulled Tieu Chu away, my eyes never leaving Tuong Minh Loi. "If you dare to move your hand, I will show it to the whole construction site." "See how you raise women in the dormitory." "See how you give her your salary card during the marriage period." "See how you lie to your two children, saying you can't come home all year round." Tuong Minh Loi gritted his teeth. "What do you want in the end?" I said: "Divorce." As soon as these two words were uttered, everyone in the room fell silent. Even the crying boy stopped. Tuong Minh Loi didn't seem to hear clearly. "What are you talking about?" I said: "Divorce." "The children belong to me." "The house belongs to me." "The income during the marriage, clearly calculated for me, not a penny is missing." Phung Le Na said shrilly: "What do you rely on?" I looked at her. "Based on the fact that my name is written on the marriage certificate." "Based on the fact that the child you are carrying was born during my marriage." "Based on what you just admitted yourself, Tuong Minh Loi gave you your salary card." Her face turned pale. "I did not admit it." I clicked open the recording I had just saved. Ma Thuy Anh's voice rang out first from the phone. "What happens when a man goes to work outside and has someone around to take care of him?" The room fell into deathly silence. Next was Phung Le Na's voice. "Minh Loi gave me his salary card a long time ago." "That little transfer money in your hand, I told him to give it to you." Every word was extremely clear. Phung Le Na took a step back. The blood on Tuong Minh Loi's face receded little by little. Outside the door, someone whispered a few words. "You're shameless." "The wife has two children in the countryside, he's here happily going back and forth with his concubine." "Normally he still pretends to be an honest person." Tuong Minh Loi turned his head sharply. "Go away!" No one moved. An older worker spoke up. "Old Tuong, you're not doing this kind of thing." "Your sister-in-law went to great lengths to bring her child here, you didn't even ask if she was tired, and you even defended outsiders."

cold heart." Tuong Minh Loi's face turned red. "This is my family matter." I said: "It's not going to be a family matter anymore." I made a phone call. Phone number saved before coming here. Hotline on duty of the Women's Union in my hometown. I originally saved that phone number, just to register activities in the residential area. Unexpectedly, the first call was used here. The phone connected, I turned on the speakerphone. "Hello, I'm Ha Xuan Hoa." "My husband worked far away for a long time. During the marriage, he lived with someone else, and there were signs of dissipation of the couple's joint income." "Currently, I am taking my two minor children to a dormitory at a construction site in a foreign province." "I need help, and also need to ask for a legal aid contact number." Tuong Minh Loi widened his eyes. "Are you crazy?" The man's voice said. The worker on the other end of the line was very calm. "Ma'am, please ensure the safety of yourself and your children first." "Send us the address." "If the other party has the behavior of snatching the phone, fighting, or threatening, please immediately report to the police." "Pay attention to preserving evidence, don't negotiate alone." Every sentence was like a slap in the face of Tuong Minh Loi. Phung Le Na hugged the baby, her lips trembling. The little bit of arrogance she had just now had completely dissipated.