Chapter 5 — Crow's Mouth Demands Justice

“Unlike where?” He opened his mouth. It took a long time to get a sentence out. "At that time I just wanted Le Le to feel secure." I laughed out loud, walked around him and walked out. He grabbed my wrist. The tightness of the wound made me frown in pain. Before I could open my mouth, my father stepped up and pulled him away. "That's enough." Trinh Nghien An shook my father's hand away. "Uncle, you both have a part in this matter." "You two gave me her account and password." My father's face suddenly changed. My mother immediately shouted: "Nghien An, don't talk nonsense!" Trinh Nghien An laughed coldly. "Are you afraid now?" "That day the two of you said Tinh Dao had a strange personality, going to university would only make the family lose face." The eyes of the relatives below were like needles piercing their bodies. My mother was so impatient that tears fell. "We just want the best for him!" My father looked gloomy, but did not object. I finally understand. Each of them produced a knife. Tong Le suddenly got up from the ground and rushed to hug my mother's leg. "Mom, say something." "We said we would protect you." My mother instinctively reached out to stroke her hair. But the laughter around was so loud, that hand stiffened in mid-air, never putting it down. Dad walked up to me and looked at me for a long time. "Tomorrow, I'll go with you to the admissions office." I looked at him. "No need." He frowned. "Can you handle it alone?" I folded up the letter to receive the test report and put it in my pocket. "I relied on myself to get six hundred and ninety-eight points on the exam." "I can also get my wish back on my own." My mother suddenly cried and held me. "Tinh Dao, I'm wrong." "Don't talk like that. My mother's heart is very uncomfortable." I bowed my head and looked at the hand holding mine. That hand grabbed my hair, slapped my face, but also blew on my wounds when I was a child. I slowly removed each of her fingers. "If it's uncomfortable, just bear with it. I've endured it for many years." Her crying stopped. When I stepped out of the hotel, the rain had stopped. Behind me came Tong Le's broken cry. "Tong Tinh Dao, don't be complacent!" I didn't turn around. Just gently say one sentence. "The person who speaks malicious words will be tripped up by his own words." As soon as the words ended, there was a loud noise in the banquet room. My steps stopped for half a second. Someone shouted in alarm, Tong Le stepped on pearls all over the ground, fell down the steps, his forehead was broken, and his white dress was drenched by spilled red wine. I continue to move forward. This time no one dared to stop me. The next morning, when I arrived at the admissions office, there was already someone waiting outside the door. My mother took a step forward and carefully opened her mouth. "Tinh Dao, we have all brought the documents." She handed me a transparent document bag. I didn't accept the things in her hand. "Put them on the table." A hurt look flashed across her face. The employee checks the document, then opens the system log. On the screen clearly displayed the final confirmation code sent to my mother's phone. I turned my head to look at her, her face was pale. The employee asked: "Who provided the confirmation code?" The room was silent. My mother's fingers twisted together. "I... I thought it was just to help her confirm." My father closed his eyes. "I told her to give it." "At that time we felt that two children going to school far away would take care of each other." I looked at him, suddenly feeling it was crazy. The staff member continued to ask: "Do the candidates themselves agree?" I said: "I do not agree." Trinh Nghien An immediately spoke up. "I also do not agree with my admission results." The staff looked at him. "Your account has no unusual login history." Trinh Nghien An's face stiffened. The employee opened another diary. “Your last wish

sent by your own account, the confirmation code via text message was also received by your phone." "The application transfer process has been completed." Trinh Nghien An was impatient. "But I didn't register for that school!" The office immediately fell silent. The staff frowned. "Please don't affect the verification process." Trinh Nghien An still wanted to speak. Tong Le suddenly said in a low voice: "Mr. Nghien An, don't cause trouble anymore." He suddenly turned around. head. "What did you say?" Tong Le avoided his eyes. "Yesterday at the party I also saw it. A lot of things you do when you grow up are not pretty." "After all, you can learn a skill in vocational school." That sentence was like a slap on Trinh Nghien An's face, finally making him understand something. "It's you!" "That day you said your phone was out of battery so you borrowed my phone!" Tong Le tightened his grip on the corner of his shirt. "I just want to go to the same school as you." Trinh Nghien An raised his hand and slapped her. I silently watching them bite each other. It turned out that when the knife fell on them, no one spoke about their dignity anymore. The verification process lasted two hours. Finally, the staff gave me a confirmation. "Student Tong Tinh Dao, your case has passed the investigation."