I Was Evicted From Home In The Middle Of The Night, I Rebuilt A Home For My Children
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Chapter 16

Chapter 16 — I Was Evicted From Home In The Middle Of The Night, I Rebuilt A Home For My Children

Updated 10/08/2026 4 min read

“What happened that year…”

“It was me who was wrong.”

I looked at her for a long time. The day before. When she ordered me to cook rice. Not this attitude. When I was forced to give birth to my second child. Not this attitude. At two o'clock in the morning, my daughter and I were kicked out of the house. Not even this attitude.

“What happened that year.”

Even she herself couldn't say clearly what was going on. Because it's too much. Every single story. It's enough to make people cold.

“I don't hate you.”

I said calmly.

“But what will be the relationship between you and Niem Niem in the future?”

“It's your own business.”

“I won't say good things for you.”

“But it doesn't stop it.”

Vuong Tu Lan's lips trembled.

“So next time, can I go with Han Thanh?”

“But you have to understand one thing.”

I looked straight at her.

“Nien Niem's last name is Han.”

“But she grew up with a mother named To.”

“What position does she have in her heart?”

“Depends on how much love you give her.”

“You don't have to be related by blood to change it.”

I held Niem Niem's hand and walked into the apartment complex. Take a few steps. Niem Niem turned his head to look back.

“Grandma is crying.”

“Adults sometimes cry too.”

"It's OK."

Niem Niem thought for a moment.

“So should I comfort her?”

I stopped walking. Squat down in front of her.

“Do you want to comfort her?”

Niem Niem thought seriously. After a moment, he nodded.

“But mom is not happy.”

I smiled.

“Mom, I'm not sad.”

“If you want to comfort Grandma.”

“Next time I see her, I can give her a painting.”

Niem Niem's eyes immediately lit up. The girl nodded vigorously.

“I will draw the sun.”

“Grandma will definitely be happy when she sees it.”

The day I received the 194,000 yuan refund and 50,000 yuan in compensation was the day I received the notice of enforcement. The money is transferred in two installments. 194,000 yuan forward. Two days later, the remaining 50,000 yuan was transferred to the account. Add in the remaining money after selling the house and the money saved during the few months of working. First time in my life. My account balance exceeds 300,000 yuan. I have never had so much money. Even during the five years of living with Han Thanh. The money in the house is also always in his hand. Every month I am given 2,000 yuan for living expenses. Money to buy food. Cooking money. Money for daily necessities. Sometimes buying Niem Niem a new set of clothes is too much. Han Thanh will frown and ask:

“Why are you spending so much?”

“Haven't you already written down each item for me?”

No one asks me if I spent too much anymore. I treated myself to a new coat. While standing in front of the mirror in the dressing room. I saw a rather strange woman. Lost a lot of weight. The outline of the lower jaw is clearly visible. Hair tied neatly. No more messy curls. Quite different from the woman wearing an apron standing in Han Thanh's house washing dishes a year ago. Niem Niem went to the mall with me. In the children's clothing section. The girl saw a yellow dress.

“Can I buy this?”

"Okay."

I didn't ask the price. Take it to the payment counter. Niem Niem tried on the dress. Stand in the changing room and spin around. When the hem of the skirt bounces up. The baby laughed loudly.

“Isn't it beautiful?”

I can already buy a dress for my child. It's a very specific feeling. Not the type of exhortation: We must be strong stronger. I have to try harder. It's a feeling so real that you can touch it. I can buy my daughter a dress for 260 yuan. You can stand in the fitting room and watch her spin around. You may not need to look at the price list before deciding. It's as simple as that. Three months after moving into the new house. I started renovating Niem Niem's room. Before, it was too busy. There are only a few basic items in the room. A single bed. A small bookshelf. A desk lamp. Now things are more stable. I ordered a set of pink curtains online. A white desk. And a rotating bookshelf. The day the technician came to install. Niem Niem squatted next to it and watched from beginning to end.

“Does this bookshelf really rotate?”

“Every time I want to get a book.”

“You just need to turn to the front.”

Niem Niem excitedly ran around the room. When the desk is installed. She immediately picked up the box of crayons and drawing practice.

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