Chapter 4 — Grandma said in a dream that the numbers were lucky, my husband panicked and asked for a divorce

My heart was pounding like a war drum. The iron box in my hand was both cold and heavy. I took a deep breath and slowly opened the lid of the box. No logs. No correspondence. There wasn't anything as emotional as I had imagined. Inside there was only a cold stack of old papers. Lying on top is a piece of newspaper that has turned yellow over the years. 《Citizen Chu Huong Tien bravely saved people, risked his life to save a drowning boy》 Chu Huong Tien. That is the name of my father-in-law whom I have never had the chance to meet. I picked up the newspaper. Below is a hospital discharge summary. Full name: Chu Huong Tien. Diagnosis: Right lower leg fracture, slight scratch. Treatment: Go home to rest and recuperate for three months. The date recorded on the file was exactly one week after the rescue that year. I suddenly frowned. Rest. Completely inconsistent with the so-called "fatal accident" that her mother-in-law once told. It also doesn't match the story of "broken home" that Chu Minh Hien alluded to. I put the hospital discharge records aside. Continue flipping downwards. Below is a thick stack of bank transfer receipts. The old type of metal printing paper has faded over time. Delivered by: Chu Huong Tien. Recipient: Vuong Phuong. Amount: Each time is 5,000 yuan. Time: Starting from the second month after the father-in-law won the lottery. Once a month. There are no missing months. Lasted continuously for two years. Vuong Phuong? Who is this person? I quickly calculated. 5,000 yuan multiplied by 24 months. A total of 120,000 yuan. At that time, this was absolutely not a small amount of money. What's more... My father-in-law won 5,000,000 yuan. So where did the remaining money in those two years go? I took out all the papers in the box. The iron box was completely empty. That's all the secret is. This is not a secret. But it adds countless new mysteries. A hero saves people. An accident only causes leg injuries. A mysterious woman named Vuong Phuong. A steady transfer of money for two unusual years. What does all of this have to do with the so-called curse and disaster that the Chu family always talks about? After all, what are they afraid of? And what are you hiding? I feel like I'm peeling an onion. Peel off one layer. Another layer appears. The spicy smell rushed straight to my nose. Makes people's eyes sting. But there's one thing I'm absolutely sure of. The Chu family is lying to me. A huge lie. I took the new phone that Chu Minh Hien just bought. Take photos of all documents in the iron box. Every piece of paper. Every line. Every little detail. After taking a photo, I checked it again. Make sure everything is clear. Just as I finished taking a photo of the last receipt, I was about to put everything back. Suddenly there was the sound of a key turning the lock outside the door. Chu Minh Hien is back! I was startled. Why did he come back so early today? I frantically stuffed all the papers back into the box. No more time! I quickly stuffed the iron box and keys into the deepest corner under the bed. Then pull the blanket to cover yourself. Pretend to sleep. The bedroom door was pushed open. Chu Minh Hien's footsteps were very soft. Step by step move closer to the bed. He stood beside the bed for a long time. I can clearly feel those eyes. Like one headlight. Constantly scanning my face. Through me. My heart was beating like it was about to explode in my chest. Has he found out? Does he know I opened the box? A minute passed. As long as a century. He sighed softly. Then turned around and left the bedroom. I opened a corner of the blanket. Saw him go straight into the office. Then close the door. Only then did I breathe a sigh of relief. My back was cold from sweat. Impossible. We cannot continue to be passive like this. I must proactively investigate. I picked up the phone. Flip through the photos you just took. The brain begins to operate at high speed. These clues. There must be a breaking point. Vuong Phuong... Vuong Phuong... This name is too common. It's almost impossible to trace. How about starting with a newspaper? I looked at the photo of the newspaper clipping: 《Citizen Chu Huong Tien bravely saved people, risked his life to save a drowning boy》 Suddenly a thought flashed in my mind. The child was saved that year. He must have grown up by now. If I find him. Or find his family. Perhaps you will know part of the truth about the past. The newspaper did not write the child's name. Just mention one short sentence:

"Mr. Ly's family in Hanh Phuc residential area is extremely grateful."

Hanh Phuc residential area. That's the only clue right now.