Chapter 12 — Forget Them All, We'll Live Better Again

“Yesterday was yesterday.”

“Today is today.”

The whole group of children laughed loudly. I also laughed. Then he still took a handful of candy and divided it among each child. Wait for the children to run away. A Dan stood with his hands on his hips in front of the door.

“Young lady broke things again.”

I took a sip of tea.

“Isn't making money for spending?”

A Dan shook his head.

“Fortunately, the books are kept by the young lady.”

“If someone else keeps it, I'm afraid the pharmacy will soon lose money.”

I laughed until my eyes widened. That afternoon. There was a young couple carrying their three-year-old daughter to the doctor. The baby had a high fever, hugged his mother's neck tightly, his eyes were red. See it. A very old image suddenly appeared in my mind. A three year old child. Whole body hot. The small hand tightly grasped the hem of my shirt. I was slightly disappointed.

“Miss?”

A Dan's call pulled me back. I smiled.

"No problem."

The old physician finished checking the baby's pulse. Stroking the beard said:

"It's just a cold. Take a few pills and you'll be cured."

The young couple continuously thanked. When preparing to leave. The baby suddenly turned his head to look at me. Gently raise your small hand. I was stunned. Then smiled and waved at it.

"Goodbye."

The baby smiled very brightly. That smile. As clear as early spring sunlight. I watched the back of a house of three gradually disappear at the end of the street. Suddenly realized. The old memories are still there. They won't disappear. They don't hurt us anymore. Spring wind blows through the yard. The pomegranate tree shook slightly. I sat on the porch reading books. A Dan brought a bowl of hot soup and placed it next to him.

“Miss.”

“The slave feels really good now.”

I close the book. Look up at the starry sky.

“It's really good.”

There is no glory. No authority. There is no love or hatred. There is only one minor hospital. A pomegranate tree. A pharmacy. And someone is always by my side. It was a life that even Tham Tri Vi did not dare to dream about that year. (Side story 2) Two years later. Nam Chau is in autumn again. The pomegranate tree in the yard is full of fruit. Each red fruit hangs from the branch, so heavy that many branches have to bend down. As soon as A Dan opened the pharmacy door, he saw a customer standing not far away. That person was wearing a dark blue uniform and had a sword on his back. At first glance, he just looks like a normal traveler. But his eyes continued to quietly look towards the pharmacy. A Dan only took a glance and realized it. It's Luc Minh Chu. Compared to the last time we met in the capital, the teenager was now completely grown up. His face is still as handsome as before. It's just that between the eyebrows there is a more calm look of an experienced person. He didn't step forward. Also don't call people. Just find a place to sit down at the tea shop opposite. Like many years ago. Only different this time. He no longer carried any hope of meeting her. Tieu Nhi brought up the tea. He nodded slightly in thanks. His eyes were always looking towards the pharmacy. I am sitting under the pomegranate tree looking at the books. The autumn sunlight passes through the leaves, falling on each page. A little girl about 6 years old came running. In his hand he holds a branch of wildflowers.

“Miss Shen.”

I raised my head.

"What's up?"

The baby smiled from ear to ear.

“Today is my mother's birthday.”

“I want to buy a package of body care medicine for you.”

We close the window.

“Did you bring enough silver?”

The child quickly opened the small cloth bag. Count and count again. Only a few coins. It bowed its head.

“I... I only have this much.”

I smile laugh. The baby immediately raised his head. Sparkling eyes.

"Really?"

I accepted that small amount of silver. Tell A Dan to get some more tonics. The child continuously bowed his head in gratitude. While running away. It even turned its head.

“Miss Tham is the best person in Nam Chau.”

I burst out laughing. Raise your hand to wave it away.

“Go home quickly.”

All of those things. They all caught Luc Minh Chu's eyes. He quietly tightened his grip on the teacup. The corners of the lips slowly curved up. Mother really lives very well. Not trying to live. Which is really fun. The pharmacy is more crowded. A Dan and I were so busy that we didn't have time to rest. I just finished calculating a book. He stood up again to help an old man find a chair. I just drank half a cup of tea. A group of children dragged me to see a bird's nest in a pomegranate tree. Laughter filled the whole yard. Luc Minh Chu sat and watched from afar. Without even blinking an eye.