Chapter 7 — Lam Ha Mat

Before, there was me, so all the costs of not being able to go out, not being able to rest, not being able to leave fell on me. I hung up the phone without comforting her. That evening, for the first time, my mother counted goods herself until eleven o'clock. The girl posted a photo of herself going out to eat with friends on her personal page. The status line read: "Life is miserable enough, don't continue to force yourself." Mom liked the post. Half an hour later, he unliked again. 11A week later, the parents held a family mediation session. Location at aunt's house. In addition to his parents, younger sister and Chu Hanh Da, there are also aunts, uncles and two older relatives. Mom called me first. "Everyone sit down and clarify the misunderstanding." "You can't keep hiding." I'm coming. Not for reconciliation. I put the stays that were opened this year in a clear folder. At the same time, print ten ticket orders from previous years. As soon as she saw me, my aunt pulled my hand. "Ha Mat, we're all family." "Your parents already know what's wrong, it's just right." As soon as I sat down, my father said: "First of all, no arguing today." "The recent things that Lam Ha Mat did really hurt the family." "Stopped transferring money, canceled the wedding, didn't take care of the store, even Dau Bao didn't come back when he was sick." Before I opened my mouth, my mother's eyes were already red. "Mom and Dad." admitting that this lottery has prioritized Thanh Thanh." "She just lost her love, her mental state is not good." "Parents can't stand by and watch their child happen." The younger sister sat next to her mother and said in a low voice: "I never forced her to stay." "Previously she never said she wanted to go." Chu Hanh Da continued: "I just felt her personality was stable." "After the trip ended, I originally intended to make it up to her in private." Weak sister, difficult parents. In fact, the fiance only had good intentions. When it was my turn, there was only one sentence left of refusing to sympathize. Just as I was about to speak, my aunt held my hand. "Don't be in a hurry." "Let your parents finish." Dad continued: "The store really needs someone." "Your sister works behind the scenes, letting her stay will only cause more trouble." "You have the ability, staying is the most suitable." "So we admit that the lottery was fake?" He frowned. "Don't cling to those two words and not let go." "We can't be absolutely fair in our work." "They also just want to admit that the lottery was fake?" maintain this family.” I took this year's pieces of paper out of the folder. Place each sheet on the table. Stay. Stay. Stay. Stay. The younger sister stared at the pieces of paper and said no more. Mother reached out to take it back. "It's gone, why take it out?" I kept the pieces of paper. Then place the first order next to it. "This is the plane ticket order when you turn eighteen." "Payment on the tenth of June." "Draw on June thirteenth." Second sheet. "This is the second year." "Buy tickets on May 2nd, draw lots on May 8th." One sheet after another. Ten ticket orders were spread out on the table. No one said another word. “The ticket was bought a long time ago.” “There was never a child on the list.” “If you and Mom decided to let me stay, why did they still make me draw lots?” Mom's lips moved. “At that time…” “Why?” Dad pounded the table. “If I told you straight up to let you stay, I would definitely not be happy.” “So how about drawing lots?” “The lottery would at least be fair.” Having finished speaking, he looked at the lottery tickets left on the table. "Fair appearance." I asked my mother: "When was the first time?" Tears fell from her eyes. "When we were eighteen years old." "Thanh Thanh saw a lottery ticket from before and cried all night." Her younger sister suddenly turned her head. "Mom!" She didn't stop. "He said after graduation, all his classmates were going on a trip, only he couldn't go, he would be laughed at by others." "I saw him crying so much that he couldn't breathe so I bought a ticket in advance." "The next day." Before drawing lots, she changed the pieces of paper on the table.” “From the first time?” Mom bowed her head. “Yes.” Turns out I hadn't.

actually lost once. Right from the first official draw, there was no travel ticket in front of me. Dad continued: "After that, I found out that it's good to do that." "Thanh Thanh goes out happily, the store also has someone to look after her." "You work stably, mom and dad can rest assured." Auntie finally couldn't help but ask: "Then why don't you tell Ha Mat directly?" Mom wiped her tears. "If she directly told him to stay, he would definitely feel that our parents were biased." "If we draw lots..." She paused for a long time. "He just feels that his luck is not good." For ten years years, I really blamed my luck. Every time I put my hand in the envelope, I think that changing to another one will probably win. I even went online to find out how low is the probability of continuously drawing the same result ten times. I once bought a bracelet to change my luck. Before drawing lots, they secretly changed seats. I swallowed each disappointment because I had bet and had to accept losing. They made me blame all ten failures on luck. So, they are still fair parents, my sister is just lucky, and I am miserable. I turned to Chu Hanh Da. “When did you know?” He avoided my eyes. “Three years ago.” “Before the first time traveling with them?” He nodded.