Chapter 8 — Du An's Store

After the money came in, I crossed out an item on the board. Chu Tu immediately shouted: "I have no money!" Tan Hoa crossed his arms. “I have, I sold the parking lot of the wedding house.” Chu Tu turned around and scolded her. “You shut up!” Tan Hoa said: "You don't let me live in peace, why should I hide it from you?" I looked at Chu Tu. “Three days.” He looked at Chu Nghien Bach with red eyes. “Brother, help me.” This time, Chu Nghien Bach did not immediately agree. Because he too has been pushed to the wall. When my mother-in-law saw her eldest son saying nothing, she cried and begged me. "Du An, you're considered to be husband and wife, don't force Tieu Tu. Since he was little, he hasn't been as smart as you guys. What he did wrong was because we didn't teach him well." I said: "So now you guys teach." Finally, my father-in-law couldn't bear it anymore. “Don't forget, you are still the daughter-in-law of the Chu family!” I pushed the divorce agreement to the edge of the table. “Soon there won't be any more.” Chu Nghien Bach suddenly raised his head. “I didn't sign.” Tan Hoa next to him smiled coldly. "Eldest brother, it's useless if you don't sign, right? She has money to hire a lawyer." Chu Nghien Bach's eyes looked at her like a da.a.o. Tan Hoa shrunk his neck, then added a sentence. “I'm just telling the truth.” I stood up. "I'm done talking today. Three days later, I want to see 120,000." Chu Nghien Bach stood in front of me. “Du An, let's talk privately.” I looked at him: "You no longer have the right to talk in private." Chu Nghien Bach started going to Nam City every day. The first day, he gave flowers. I told Mr. Pham to return the original road. The second day, he sent an old album. Inside is a photo we took in front of our first store when we first got married. I flipped to the end, put the album in a cardboard box, and handed it over to the courier. On the third day, he didn't send anything, just stood downstairs. A Tran looked through the window. "Suffering humiliation plan." I'm collating a list of new suppliers. “Just let him stand.” “Are you really not heartbroken at all?” The tip of my pen stopped. “Ever heartbroken.” A Tran did not speak anymore. She knew I wasn't born with a hard heart. In the winter, the first store was drafty. Chu Nghien Bach brought me hot soy milk in the middle of the night, hiding his red hands behind his back. At that time, I thought that a person who suffered with me would also join me in preserving the good days in the future. But as soon as the good day came, he opened the front door, letting everyone in to share. On the fourth day, Chu Tu's twelve thousand entered his account. The source of money is the sale of parking spaces at the wedding house. On the same day, Tan Hoa moved back to his mother's house and posted a long post in the group, saying that the Chu family cheated on the wedding. The mother-in-law was so angry that she went to stay at a relative's house and went from house to house to tell her suffering. At first, my relatives even helped her scold me, waiting for her to open her mouth to borrow money, and each of them said it was a bad sign. On Thursday, distribution in the South area restored. I revoked Chu Nghien Bach's management rights and transferred him to Mr. Pham as temporary manager. The drivers did not object. Inside, a master named Dien secretly sought me out. "Miss Tran, actually last month Mr. Chu asked us to help Chu Tu deliver a few private shipments." I asked: "What goods?" "Wine. Said it was an additional order for the wedding party, not in the books." I told him to write it down. He hesitated. “Did Mr. Chu find me causing trouble?” Old Pham handed him a pen from the side. “With Director Tran here, he can't do anything.” After Master Dien finished writing, the back of his hand was covered in sweat. This is the crack. Before, they were afraid of Chu Nghien Bach because he stood on the foundation I gave him. As soon as the foundation receded, he was just an angry old man in charge. That night, Chu Nghien Bach finally stopped standing downstairs. He sent me a text message. "Tomorrow, my parents are holding a family party and want to officially apologize to you. Come once, I'll sign." I looked for half a minute. A Tran said: “Hong Mon Yen?” I said: “Go.” She was frantic. “Are you still going?” “If he agrees to sign, we should give him a stage.” A Tran understood. Chu Nghien Bach does not want to apologize. He wanted to regain some of his lost dignity at the last family party. The family party was held at the Chu family's old house. When I arrived, in

The yard has three round tables. Many relatives came, even more crowded than the birthday party for my father-in-law. When my mother-in-law saw me, she immediately smiled. “Du An is here, quickly sit at the main table.” The second lady was also enthusiastic. "It's all a misunderstanding. After saying it out, we're still the same family." I sat down, old Pham and A Tran stood by the yard gate. Chu Nghien Bach walked out of the house, holding the divorce agreement in his hand. He was more dressed up than a few days ago, even his cufflinks were changed to the pair I gave him. “Du An, eat first.” I said: “Sign first.” He smiled bitterly. "You don't want to eat with me even after a meal?" The mother-in-law quickly responded. "That's right, Du An, today I stewed the soup myself. I used to like drinking it the most." I looked at that bowl of soup, not moving. Tan Hoa was not present, Chu Tu was also not present. This family party lacks the two loudest people, on the contrary, it is more like a net. Father-in-law raised his glass of wine.