Chapter 1 — Love Does Not Pass Inspection

Accused my grandmother of burying her underground, was fined fifteen thousand yuan, and the next day she wanted to hitchhike for a medical examination at the military school? Dream away! My grandmother was buried in her field. People accused her of illegally burying her and was fined fifteen thousand yuan. After paying the fine, the person must be dug up again and cremated. The accuser is Luong Hieu, who just finished university entrance exam, from the same village as us. After paying the fine, my father carried her ashes home and sat in the yard until morning. My mother kept shedding tears. "That year my mother even used the money she saved to buy a coffin for Luong Hieu to help with tuition!" On the day of the medical examination at the military school, his grandfather called. "Uncle, the boy won't be able to catch the train, please take him some distance." My father pointed to the van in the house. "Can't carry it, this year the car hasn't been registered, I'm afraid of violating the law!" 1My father, Tran Thu Nghia, held the box of grandmother's ashes in his hand, sitting on the chair. shit, not saying a word. My mother, Chu Van Chi, washes dishes in the kitchen. While washing and shedding tears. My younger brother, Tran Tieu Xuyen, squatted in the corner of the wall, holding his hand against his forehead, not saying a word. That fifteen thousand yuan fine is what I paid for selling tea seeds this year. Originally it was to pay for Tran Tieu Xuyen's college tuition. But what hurts people more is not the fine. My grandmother had just been buried in the ground, her head had not yet passed, and my father helped her dig up the coffin. The man on the town held the document, his tone was light. "Mr. Tran, the policy has been propagated for a long time, prohibiting arbitrary burial." "Your house is indeed in violation, forced to make corrections." My father did not argue. He knew he did wrong. The last words before grandmother passed away were that she wanted to lie next to grandfather. My father softened. Fine, cremation, we accept it all. But the accuser was Luong Hieu. When he was young, no one took care of him. My family took care of him. Unable to buy remedial materials when going to school, my grandmother pulled money out from under her pillow and gave it to him. After his father fell to death, Luong Duc Vuong hugged him and cried in my yard, saying that from now on the child would only rely on my house. My family treats him like half a biological child. As soon as it was morning, the phone rang. My father bowed his head and looked at the screen. It's Luong Duc Vuong. My mother's expression immediately changed. As soon as the phone was connected, Luong Duc Vuong's voice came through. "Thu Nghia, today Hieu Hieu is going to the province for a medical examination at the military school." "He's about to miss the bus, you drive the van to take him to the district train station." Luong Duc Vuong said again: "This time it's a big deal for the boy, passing the medical examination is fine." "You can't miss the fact that our village has an officer." My father looked at the ashes box, his voice was hoarse. "My car has not been registered this year. checking." "Going out on the road is a violation." The other end of the line paused. "Oh, it's just a country road, who checks?" "Being checked out will not have a good impact." Luong Duc Vuong panicked. "Thu Nghia, why are you telling me this? You drove Hieu Hieu to the exam before, didn't you also drive that car?" My mother couldn't stand it any longer, rushed over and grabbed the phone. "Has he denounced my mother-in-law before?" The other end of the line was silent. Very quickly, Luong Hieu's voice rang out. "Auntie, denouncing underground burial is a matter of principle." "Now you go for a health check-up is a matter of future." "You can't take revenge on me because your family violated policy." My mother's whole body staggered. I caught her. Luong Hieu continued to say: "In the future I will be the one wearing a military uniform, I hate outdated feudal things the most." "If Uncle Tran is really good to you, he should support you." My father slowly stood up, walked to the white van in the corner of the yard, patted the car door. "Luong Hieu." "Yesterday I just finished seeing off my mother." "I can't see you off today." The other person "clicked" loudly.

sound and then hung up the phone. In less than ten minutes, Luong Duc Vuong arrived with a cane. Behind is Luong Hieu. Luong Hieu wore a newly purchased sports outfit, a black backpack, and her hair was combed very neatly. As soon as he entered the door, he glanced at the ashes box first. There was no guilt in his eyes, only impatience. "Uncle Tran, I really don't have time anymore." "There's a bus in town." "The bus is too slow." My younger brother suddenly raised his head. "When you reported my family, you were very fast." Luong Hieu's face darkened. "Tran Tieu Xuyen, pay attention to what you say." "I'm reporting in response to policy." "If your family violates, don't act like a victim." My mother was so angry that her lips were white. sick. "When my mother was alive, how many times did she cook stewed eggs for you?" "The tuition fee for your final year of high school was not enough, who advanced it for you?" "Now you use my mother to respond to the policy?" Luong Hieu snorted, his voice disdainful. "Aunt, don't keep bringing up old stories." "Everyone helps just because the neighbors are convenient." "If you don't help, other neighbors will also help." "Is it because you used to eat at home?" Aunt, do I have to follow everyone else and bury them underground?" As soon as the words ended, the yard was extremely quiet. I saw my father's hand holding the ashes box trembling slightly. Luong Duc Vuong quickly reconciled. "Hieu Hieu is still young, talk straight." "Thu Nghia, don't worry, take the boy first." My father raised his head. "The car is not registered, I'm afraid of a violation." The expression on Luong Hieu's face turned cold. He turned around and left. Walking to the door, he turned his head to look at my father. "Okay." "If you don't drive, that's fine, Uncle Tran, don't regret it until then." 2 In the end, Luong Hieu still couldn't catch the train. He went to the village to wait for a motorbike taxi. Can't wait. Run back to town and sit on the bus. When the bus swayed to the district train station, the train was already running. Medical examination at the military school entrance at the same time. The next morning he arrived late and was not allowed in. In the end, the admission teacher returned with a sentence: Absence from the exam is considered giving up, no make-up exam is allowed. That evening, Luong Hieu posted a video. The title was very unique. "After reporting illegal burial, I was retaliated against by neighbors and missed the military school medical examination." In the video, there was only the scene of my father standing next to the van saying: "Can't transport it." The account with the city immediately shared, and the village group also exploded. People in the village all criticized my family behind my back. "Burial is against regulations and yet you still have the face to take revenge on the accuser?" "A student at a military school, just like that, he was destroyed." "The old person has been cremated, is the future of the living not more important than the dead?" My mother saw the last sentence and threw the phone to the ground. The next morning, I went to work at the district untouchability service center. The dean called me into the office. She closed the door, her voice was very light. "Thanh Ninh, that thing on the internet is your family, right?" I nodded. "But the video was cut." The director sighed. "I know you're not normally that type of person." "But the complaint phone has already been called to the center, saying that our staff's house is practicing feudal superstition, and also pressuring young people to report it." "Just take two days off first." It sounds like a leave, but it's actually to let me avoid the storm. When I returned to the village, the aunts in front of the grocery store stared at me. "It's his house." "The violator doesn't even let people talk." "Luong Hieu has such a future, it's a pity." When I got home, Luong Duc Vuong was sitting in front of my house. He placed the stick across the threshold. "Thu Nghia, come out here!" "You made my nephew unable to enter military school, you must give me an explanation!" My father was burning incense for his grandmother in the main house. Incense smoke is as thin as a thread. His back curved a lot.

Luong Hieu stood in the yard, holding a piece of printed paper. His face was very white, but his eyes were full of hatred. "Uncle Tran, I won't beat around the bush with you." "First, I publicly apologized in the village group, admitting that because you denounced burying me underground, I deliberately did not carry you." "Second, compensate me one hundred thousand for the loss of my future." "Third, erase your family members' slander against me." My mother was so angry that she burst out laughing. "One hundred thousand?" "Why don't you ask us to buy one for you too?" military school?" Luong Hieu looked at her, his voice cold. "Aunt, I could have gone to military school." "It's your family that ruined me." Tran Tieu Xuyen rushed out from the house. "You yourself didn't go early, who is to blame?" Luong Hieu immediately raised the phone. "You take it one step further and try." "Your admission notice for this year hasn't come down yet, right?" "If you want to leave your application, just try." My brother stopped stiffly. His fists clenched until they turned white. Village Secretary Thieu Minh Le also came. He wiped his sweat and advised my father in a low voice: "Thu Nghia, it's not good for this story to go viral on the internet." "It's inherently unreasonable for your family to bury it underground. Luong Hieu's accusation also has a policy basis." "The child can't go for a medical check-up, bow your head, compensate for some of the car fare and mental damage." My father raised his head. "Minh Le, I was wrong in burying it underground." "I paid the fine, and he was also cremated." "But he was also cremated." I didn't have time for a medical check-up, why are you trying to kill me?" Thieu Minh Le choked. Luong Hieu laughed coldly. "Because in the whole village, only your family's car can keep up." "That's my family's car." Luong Hieu's face darkened. "Uncle Tran, you didn't say that before." "Before, you said you treated me like half a son." My father's eyes immediately turned red. "From now on, I won't care anymore." The corner of Luong Hieu's mouth twitched. He put the paper away. "Okay." "I'll let everyone see how narrow-minded your house is." 3 Luong Hieu's second knife came faster. He accused my van of not being registered on the road, and was still charging people for gas for a long time. That afternoon, traffic people arrived. My father explained that the car's registration was delayed because of grandmother's problems, so he didn't dare to take Luong Hieu. As for transporting people, it's all because the neighbors have urgent business and can help along the way. The other person took out some screenshots. In the village group, someone said: "Brother Tran, give me a ride to the district tomorrow, I'll pay for gas." "Uncle Thu Nghia, take my mother to the hospital, tell me how much it costs." The message before and after was cut very cleanly. My father frowned. "Mostly I don't accept these amounts of money." "Sometimes I receive them and then buy things back." The staff said: "First add the vehicle registration, coordinate with verification, temporarily don't transport people." When registering, Luong Hieu stood right in front of his house. He crossed his arms, his voice was not loud, just loud enough for everyone to hear. "Before the rules, everyone is the same." "Don't think that just helping out in the village a few times means you can't comply with the law." My father turned to look at him. "So you told me to drive this unregistered car to transport you, is that also complying with the law?" An unsightly look flashed across Luong Hieu's face. I quickly recovered. "That's a special situation." My mother was so angry that she was shaking. "Why is it your turn that it's a special situation and it's someone else's turn to be a violation?" Luong Hieu smiled. "Auntie, don't exchange concepts." "Your family's problem is outdated thinking." "I want to go to military school to actively progress." This is the first time I know that a person can be so brazen.