Chapter 9 — Grandma said in a dream that the numbers were lucky, my husband panicked and asked for a divorce

She just opened her mouth. I pretended I didn't hear it. Just look at Ton Le with the most sincere eyes.

"Only the three of us know about this."

"I know this makes you uncomfortable."

"But with my family..."

"It's really important."

Ton Le was silent. As an account manager. She understands better than anyone the line between benefits and risks. Time passes minute by second. She spoke slowly.

"Vuong Phuong..."

"This name..."

"Looks like I'm a little impressed."

My heart immediately pounded.

"Do you remember what year that account was opened?"

"I'm not sure."

"Maybe more than twenty years ago."

I just answered. Just opened the photo of the transfer slip. Pass the phone over.

"This is the account number."

Ton Le took the phone. Just take a quick look. The pupils immediately contracted sharply. Expressions change in the blink of an eye. But I still caught it. She knows this account! Or at least... Heard it before.

"This account..."

Ton Le raised her head. His eyes became extremely complicated.

"It was canceled a long time ago."

"I know."

I calmly replied.

"I just want to know that person's original registration records."

Ton Le returned the phone. Fingers gently tapped on the table. Obviously there is an intense ideological struggle. Chu Dinh sat next to him. Looked at me and then looked at my cousin. I don't even dare to breathe hard. Ton Le seems to have made a decision.

"You follow me."

She stood up. Take me to the next room. On the door hung a sign: RECORDS ROOM Chu Dinh immediately wanted to follow. But was stopped by Ton Le.

"Dinh Dinh."

"I'll sit here and wait a moment."

The storage room door slowly closed behind me. That moment. The truth that the Chu family risked their lives to hide for more than twenty years... Perhaps it is about to be exposed. In the records room. The smell of old paper mixed with dust lingered in the air. Ton Le did not turn on the lights. Just pull the heavy curtains aside. Sunlight penetrates through the window. Illuminates dust particles floating in mid-air. She walked in front of an iron cabinet placed close to the wall. Take out a set of keys from your pocket. Open a drawer below. Her voice was very quiet. Carrying an incomprehensible tension.

"The account you mentioned..."

"I'm really impressed."

My heart immediately tightened. Ton Le looked at the file drawer in front of her. Slowly say:

"Because the person who directly processed the account cancellation procedure for the customer named Vuong Phuong that year..."

"It's me."

I was stunned.

"At that time, I had just started working not long ago."

"Still working as a teller at the counter."

Just remembered something old. She was just rummaging through the file drawer.

"I remember it very clearly."

"Because that woman named Vuong Phuong is very special."

"How special?"

I immediately asked.

"She came alone."

"Accompanied by a boy about five or six years old."

"She asked to cancel her account."

"Withdraw all the money inside."

Ton Le stopped.

"I checked the account."

"Inside is a huge sum of money."

"At least for that time."

She found a discolored kraft paper folder. The surface is covered with a thin layer of dust. Ton Le blew lightly. Pulled out a few yellowed forms.

"At that time, I advised her."

"Withdrawing such a large amount of money in cash is very dangerous."

"Maybe a transfer would be safer."

"But She definitely did not agree."

"Said that I would never return to this city again."

Ton Le took a piece of paper from the file. Give it to me.

"This is the record kept that year."

"Personal account opening registration form."

I received the paper. So fragile that it seems like it could tear at any moment. But in my hands. It weighs like a thousand pounds. Full name: Vuong Phuong. Gender: Female. ID card number: An unfamiliar series of numbers. Family address: Hanh Phuc Residential Area, building 12, apartment 401. Contact phone number: Leave blank. My pupils constricted sharply. His eyes were glued to the address line. Happiness Residential Area! This is the residential area where my father-in-law used to live. Even... Most likely in the same building. A terrifying thought hit my head like a bolt of lightning. This woman named Vuong Phuong... What does she have to do with Chu Huong Tien?

"The ID card she used at that time..."

I clearly heard my voice shaking.

"Is it true?"

Ton Le shook his head.

"It's hard to say."

"More than twenty years ago, management was not as strict as it is now."

She pointed to the bottom right corner of the form.

"This signature."

"I remember it very clearly."

I bowed my head and looked down. The signature "Vuong Phuong" appeared before my eyes. Strong handwriting. Sharp pen tip. Each stroke seemed to want to pierce the paper. It really doesn't look like a woman's handwriting.

"Is there anything else?"

I continued to ask. Ton Le shook her head.

"Account cancellation procedure date."

"She took away all the original documents."

"Only a copy of the registration form for opening this account remains in the file."

Speaking of this. She suddenly remembered something.

"Ah yes."

"I still remember the boy who was with her."

"The whole time I clung tightly to my mother's shirt."

"Crying so hard."

My heart immediately pounded.

"What did the boy say?"

Ton Le looked at me. Tell it slowly.

"The boy kept repeating the same sentence over and over."

"'Mom, I don't want to go.'"

"'I want to find Chu's father.'"

My mind exploded. In a moment. All surrounding sounds disappeared. All the pieces are separate. Finally connected together. A woman lives in the same residential area. A boy with a mysterious identity. Regular transfers of 5,000 yuan per month continued for two years. And the saying:

"I want to find Father Chu."

It's almost visible before my eyes. I didn't even dare to continue thinking further. When stepping out of the storage room. Maybe my face was scary white. As soon as Chu Dinh saw it, he was startled.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Is something wrong?"

I shook my head. Can't even say a single word.