Chapter 8 — Love Does Not Pass Inspection

After Tran Tieu Xuyen graduated, he interned at a unit under the district Traffic Department. The first time he came home from work wearing a uniform, my father looked at him for a long time. "It looks good." My mother laughed and scolded: "Look at its tail, it's about to stick up in the sky." Tran Tieu Xuyen grinned. "I don't dare." "My sister said, to be a person you have to be clean." I patted it. "No more words." That night, our whole family ate in the yard. My father suddenly raised the cup of wine and sprinkled a little on the ground. "Mom, everything is fine in the house." My mother's eyes turned red. I also bowed my head. Grandma made us understand that being kind can give, helping others can also help, but don't bring down the bones of a house for people to trample on. Later, Luong Hieu took the university entrance exam again. Do not register for military school. He registered for a high school. Before leaving, he met my father at the beginning of the village. I heard someone else say, he bowed his head to greet my father. My house is still the normal Tran family. Every mistake has been made, every punishment has been punished, every loss has been suffered. But no one trampled on it. No longer arbitrarily give kindness to people who do not deserve it. The wheels roll across the clean road surface. Safe and sound.