Chapter 10 — Husband and Wife Share the Same Feud

"You have to save me. Have you forgotten? I am your father!" "Father?" I tilted my head to observe him. Surely he doesn't know how much I hate him for being my father. I'd rather he was just a third uncle. At least we can live outside the light. Unfortunately not. He was blinded by lust, caused bad things, and used his power to coerce people, causing people who were not at fault to be criticized by thousands of people. Everyone in the Thang family knows it well. But they all became his accomplices. They did not hear my mother's struggles and cries, and also pretended not to see my existence. Therefore, they must also receive retribution. "Father." I said softly: "My daughter sends you on your way, I hope you have a safe journey." Third uncle's eyes widened to the point of cracking. "Tang Van Khau! This unfilial daughter!" I turned around. Tong Ung is looking at me blankly. That's right. Now that you know my identity, perhaps you will hate me. But it depends on the guy. I accepted. 20But after that, Tong Ung never mentioned that day again. Not long after, the third uncle was exiled and the Thang family's assets were confiscated. The saint was merciful, especially allowing female relatives to be ransomed by families. With only the elderly, women and children left, the Thang family was no longer able to continue to support. "Forget it." I don't want to hit someone who has fallen. Tong Ung was not surprised at all: "Then let them go." Soon, the Thang family's house was sealed, and the sign in front of the door was also taken down. From now on, there will no longer be a Thang family in the capital. Before leaving, the third lady gave me the remaining bracelet. "It's something your mother left behind." She said: "Consider it my fault to her. This is left for you as a souvenir." Perhaps she still has a little conscience. But that's all. We put the bracelet in the box. Resentment is right and wrong, if the person dies, the debt will be gone. My mood is very calm. "I want to visit my mother." I said. Tong Ung nodded: "I'll go with you." Now he really complies with all my requests. It seemed like no matter what I said, he would agree. I raised my head to look at him. Tong Ung asked: "What's wrong?" I shook my head: "Nothing." I wanted to ask if he paid attention to my identity. But you tolerate me so much, perhaps there is no need to ask. … Nuong was buried poorly on a mountainside. Tong Ung asked me if I wanted to be reburied. “No.” I replied: "I'm not sure if you like it." She married a husband, never lived a few good days, and finally received a sad end, suffering for a lifetime. If she could choose, she probably wouldn't want to marry into the Thang family again. "Just let her stay here." Quiet, clean. Tong Ung nodded. I stayed in front of the grave for a long time, and finally went down the mountain with Tong Ung. I go ahead, Tong Ung follows me. I walked very slowly, Tong Ung did not urge me. Halfway down the road, we saw a horse carriage stopping at the foot of the mountain. Next to the car is a familiar face. Khuong Hoa. It seemed like she was preparing to go far away and was resting by the stream. The bookkeeper was handing her a water bag. Every gesture of the two people was filled with sincere feelings. I turned around: "Do you want to come and say hello?" Tong Ung withdrew his gaze. He looked into my eyes and asked: "Do you want me to go?" I didn't answer. I don't know if I have the right to ask you or not. I'm a bit confused. Seeing that, Tong Ung immediately shook his head: "No more going." He walked up and took my hand. His palm is large, covering my entire hand, so tight that there are no gaps left. His voice was solemn: "Tang Van Khau, let's go home." This time he went first, I went last. The mountain road is bumpy, Tong Ung walks very slowly. We follow the footsteps

him, his eyes stopped on his sleeve. His sleeves are wide, embroidered with rattan and bamboo, interwoven with my sleeves. Bamboo rattan covers the flower petals, like a natural landscape painting. I looked for a moment and suddenly burst out laughing. "What are you laughing at?" Tong Ung raised his eyebrows. I said: "Nothing." It's just that I think it's good that he didn't go and say hello like that. The afternoon wind gently blows, like the mother's gentle hand. I turned my head to look at the green mountains behind. Before, she was always worried about my future. But now, do you see? I also have someone to love.