Chapter 2 — Du An's Store

"These things can only prove that you spent money, not that the store belongs to you. Money between husband and wife is inherently unclear." Before I could even open my mouth, Mr. Ho let out a gasp. “People sign a lease before getting married, what does it have to do with husband and wife?” This sentence was like a pair of scissors, cutting off Tan Hoa's prepared words. Finally, Chu Nghien Bach's face darkened. “Aunt Ho, this is our family matter.” Mr. Ho kept a cloth bag under his armpit. “So don't call me here.” Some people in the crowd burst into laughter. Tan Hoa's face was red up to his ears. She suddenly raised the phone in front of me. "Even though you rented the store, for the past few years it has been worked by members of the Chu family. Without your parents and Mr. Nghien Bach, can you make money?" I looked inside the store. Behind the cashier counter, employee Tieu Manh tightened his grip on the code scanner, his knuckles turning white. I asked him: "Tieu Manh, who told you to transfer evening shift revenue to Tan Hoa yesterday?" Tieu Manh was startled. Tan Hoa suddenly turned his head. “What nonsense are you talking about?” Tieu Manh was stared at by more than ten pairs of eyes, his forehead sweating. "Yes, the second young lady said she would take care of the books from now on, and told me to send her the money from last night first." Tan Hoa shouted: "I did this to collect for my parents!" I opened my phone and showed everyone the failed transfer notification from last night. “The receiving code she used was her own account.” The red envelope in her mother-in-law's hand fell to the ground. Tan Hoa did not admit his mistake. She cried. Cry quickly and loudly, as practiced before. "I just got married, and I don't understand anything. I only heard my mother say that my eldest sister-in-law is holding the store and not letting go, afraid that the elderly will not have security in the future." Her mother-in-law quickly helped her. "It was I who said it. It was I who said it. Tieu Hoa is also filial." A Tran was so angry that she slammed the documents on the table. “Are you so filial that you change the payment receipt code to your name?” Tan Hoa's tears hung on her face, she looked towards Chu Nghien Bach. "Eldest brother, I didn't mean that. Please help me say something." Chu Nghien Bach didn't look at her, just stared at me. "Du An, the documents have been presented, I've let go of my anger. Let's come here today." I asked: "Why do I have to come here?" He lowered his voice. “Haven't you felt embarrassed enough yet?” “Who lost face?” He looked around, his tone even harder. “We are husband and wife, do you have to force my parents to the point where they no longer have the face to see anyone?” I smiled faintly. “When you told me I was sorry yesterday, why didn't you think I was your wife?” He choked up. Mother-in-law sat on a chair wiping tears from her eyes. "Du An, you weren't like that before. Before, you were the most understanding and knew how to take care of your family the most. Tieu Hoa just entered the door and said a few wrong sentences, so why do you need to compare yourself with him?" I looked at her. "She asked for three stores, a car, a warehouse seal, and made me pay one million six hundred and eighty thousand. Is this a few sentences?" The second girl quickly stood up to mediate. "We're all family, it's okay to say it out loud. Du An, you have such skill, how about giving in a little more?" A Tran immediately responded. "Can you let me try living there? Let me try spending your savings? Please give up a little." Her face was a mixture of blue and white. Tan Hoa took advantage of the chaos to wipe away his tears. "I don't need it anymore, okay? I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I'm sorry." She bowed quickly, her hair covering half of her face. The blogger next to him said in a low voice: "It's close, isn't it? If you press it any further, it won't look good." I turned my head to look at him. “Who do you get money from?” Bloggers panic. “I just happened to be passing by filming for fun.” Old Pham took a screenshot of the transfer from the car. “Last night at ten forty-one, Tan Hoa transferred you three thousand.” The blogger immediately stuffed the phone into his pocket. Tan Hoa's crying stopped. Chu Tu panicked. “Tieu Hoa, are you still looking for someone to film?” Tan Hoa gritted his teeth. "Aren't you even for me! My brother listens to her for everything, my parents can't even get the pension money, if you don't show up, who will?" The last patience on Chu Nghien Bach's face disappeared. "Enough." I nodded. “That's enough.” I pushed the three documents in front of him. "Rank

Especially, from today three stores on Dong Street stop using the Chu Ky sign. Second, recall delivery vehicles. Third, the warehouse key and seal must be delivered to A Tran before five o'clock in the afternoon." Mother-in-law stood up. “You want to cut off our way of life?” I said: “Don't people want to divide the house?” Her lips trembled, her hands grabbed the edge of the table. “So, what about the goods in the store? What about staff? What about regular customers? “The goods are mine, the staff signed with me, the patrons recognized the goods and services, not the Chu family.” Finally, Chu Nghien Bach slammed the table. “Tran Du An, don't be too harsh.” I gave him the pen. “Sign.” He didn't accept. I looked at his hand and remembered that seven years ago he refused to accept the pen like that. At that time, he was afraid that signing the loan papers would hurt his feelings. I softened and changed the loan to cooperation. Now that soft-heartedness is used by them as the reason why I deserve to be separated.