Chapter 6 — Cotton Slippers Arrive Late

My heart felt warm and I nodded seriously. One month later. A familiar figure walked into the coffee shop where I work. I raised my head and greeted as usual: "Welcome..." Seeing the person coming, I was stunned. It's Vuong Lang Huy. But I only paused for two seconds and then quickly returned to normal, handling my work according to regulations: "Hello, what would you like to drink?" It seemed he didn't expect me to be so cold. He scratched his head twice and ordered an Americano. Ten minutes later, I put down my coffee and was about to leave, but he stopped me first: "Vuong Nguyet, give me a few minutes, let's talk a bit." The boss stood right behind. He looked at me encouragingly, then took the tray from me. I sat down opposite Vuong Lang Huy. "What are you talking about?" He looked at me intently for a few seconds then smiled: "It seems like you're not bad living here, you're getting fat." I said "yes". "It's okay. The boss is kind, the teachers and classmates all take care of you. No one beats you, no one scolds you, you're well fed and warm, of course you'll get fat." He awkwardly clenched his fist, trying to explain: "Vuong Nguyet, Last time, I intended to help you talk..." I looked straight at him: "But in the end you didn't say it." "Even if I helped you talk, would it have any effect? Mom clearly wanted to push you out to protect Vuong Lam..." I didn't speak. He saw it so clearly, but at that time I still cried like a fool, begging my mother to trust me. Please help me prove it. How stupid. It's also stupid. I slowly smiled. "But now mom regrets it, dad also regrets it. They know I got high scores in the exam and was the valedictorian of the natural class. This time they told me to come find you." I remained silent. He awkwardly took a sip of coffee and continued: "Mom said she found someone. Tsinghua and Bei Dai University also agreed to accept me. As long as I complete the transfer procedure, I can return." "Vuong Nguyet, this place is too far from home, the weather is too cold. Follow me home." He said getting excited, immediately holding my shirt tightly. I looked at that hand. Being brothers for more than ten years, this is probably the closest distance between us. I let out a breath and slowly removed his hand. Using an unusually calm tone, I answered: "A house? Do you have a house?" "That's my house and Vuong Lam's, not yours." "Vuong Nguyet..." I raised my voice and interrupted him: "If it was your house, when the four of you bought new slippers, you wouldn't lack your share." "If it was your house, when moving to a new house, everyone would have a key, it wouldn't be just you who wouldn't have it." "If it were your house, duck meat and wontons would be yours." What she brought will not only lack your part." "Vuong Lang Huy, the moment mother decided to push you to take the blame, it was already decided that you and that family would completely end." "Go away, don't come to find me anymore. You live here very well, it will be even better in the future." Throw that sentence again. I didn't pay attention to Vuong Lang Huy and went directly into the inner room. They don't want me to return because my conscience has awakened. But because they felt that the youngest child, who was always unremarkable, I also had value and qualifications to be seen by others. So, Vuong Lang Huy came here. Bring some of their not-so-sincere sincerity. I didn't notice when Vuong Lang Huy left. I threw this person and that family out of my head. Wholeheartedly focus on your new studies, joining clubs, and the coffee shop's business. I tried writing some operating plans. After my boss applied it, the feedback was so good that he increased my salary. Everything is developing in a good direction. Until my parents brought Vuong Lam to find them. 8 Seeing them, I was not surprised. Last time, Vuong

Lang Huy told me that Vuong Lam failed the upgrade test, and the child was born to someone else. Currently, she is taking a break from school and staying at home to recuperate. Our whole family became the laughing stock of the entire apartment complex. When going out, parents no longer take long steps and hold their heads high like before. They are very reasonable and don't go into the store. I talked to the boss and then went out. As soon as she saw me, my mother's eyes turned red, and she rarely choked up and scolded: "This damn girl, why didn't you say anything and run so far away to study? Isn't it necessary to come home anymore?" "The last time your brother came to look for you, why didn't you come home? You're stiff, you won't be under house arrest anymore, right?" Familiar questions were fired at me like machine guns. Vuong Lam stood to the side, saying nothing, but his eyes still had the same gloating look as before. Finally, Dad shouted, and Mom stopped talking. "Talk to your homeroom teacher and send your report card here. We have already contacted Thanh Hoa and Bac Dai. You just need to go back." Dad looked at me, his expression not as strict as before. Even a little ingratiating. Seeing my silence, my mother quickly added: "That's right, we've already asked for your help in majors. Just..." I raised my hand to interrupt her: "Why do you have to go back? Is there no one in the house to wash the dishes and sweep the floor?"