Chapter 20 — Mom Divided 8,200,000 Yuan To My Sister, Gave Me 50 Yuan, Unexpectedly Even The Judge Was Mine

She took out another old photo. On the photo is a black notebook. The cover has turned yellow. Above are four words written. Hundred Heart Sutras. Old Luong just saw it. His face immediately changed.

"Is that book still available?"

Van Lam replied:

"Half the book is at Van's house."

"The other half of the book went missing with my sister."

"Inside are recorded more than a hundred family recipes."

"It's also something that generations of homeowners of the Van family have preserved."

"What does it have to do with me?"

Van Lam looked at the silver lock in my hand.

"Because my mother left it to me."

"Just leave it for me."

Cold wind blew across the yard from the street. The leaves of the trees shook and rustled. To Duong frowned.

"I see you're telling a swordplay story more accurately."

"What era is it now?"

"Is it possible that just because of a menu, you chase and kill people?"

Van Lam looked at her.

"If it's just the menu."

"Of course it's not worth it."

"But that year."

"My sister brought more than just the menu."

"She also carries the inheritance of Van Yen."

The whole yard immediately became quiet. Hua Minh Vien spoke up:

"Van Yen Bac Thanh?"

Van Lam nodded. To Duong did not understand. But Old Luong's face darkened. Van Yen is a long-standing culinary brand. The reputation in the Northern culinary world is very great. Even present abroad. Van Lam looked at me.

"If my sister were still alive."

"The rightful heir is her."

"If she's gone."

"The one who has the right to inherit is you."

To Duong's eyes widened.

"What do you mean..."

"Can Niem Niem inherit Van Yen?"

Van Lam did not deny it.

"Legally."

"That's true."

To Duong immediately took a deep breath.

"Oh my god."

"If Tham Nguyet knew about this, he would probably faint on the spot."

But I wasn't happy at all. Because from start to finish. In Van Lam's eyes. I'm just an heir. Not a relative. Not a niece. Not even a child lost for more than twenty years.

"So what does the Van family want?"

Van Lam responded very frankly.

"Participate in Bach Vi Yen."

"Find half of the Hundred Thousand Heart Sutras."

"And confirm the inheritance."

I laughed.

"You're so straightforward."

Van Lam looked at me.

"Business people don't like beating around the bush."

I returned the photo.

"Then I'll say it frankly."

"I'm not interested."

First time. Van Lam's face changed.

"You refuse?"

I looked towards the old street outside. Look at the Tham Ky signboard swaying in the wind.

"Because I am Tham Niem."

"Not the heir to the Van family."

"The person who raised me was my grandfather."

"The person who taught me how to cook is also my grandfather."

"What I want to keep is Tham Ky."

"Not Van Yen."

Van Lam was silent for a long time. Finally said:

"But someone won't leave you alone."

"Who do you mean?"

Van Lam looked at the silver lock. Voice lowered.

"The eldest son of the Van family."

"Van Trach."

"He always thought my sister had stolen my inheritance."

"If I knew you were still alive."

"He will definitely find it."

Right at that moment. My phone vibrated. It's a strange number. I picked up the phone. A cold male voice rang out on the other end of the line.

"Tham Niem."

"I'm Van Trach."

In the blink of an eye. Van Lam's face changed. The man's voice continued to ring out.

"I went to the old town."

"Let's meet."

"Otherwise..."

He smiled softly.

"Tham Ky just opened the door."

"Don't let anything happen."

Hua Minh Vien just finished speaking. Tham Nguyet's face immediately turned pale.

"He said nonsense."

"I'm just helping move things."

To Duong burst out laughing.

"Moving things?"

"I bought my grandfather's books for 10,000 yuan."

"Then give it directly to outsiders."

"Now you still have the face to say you're moving things?"

Tham Nguyet bit her lips tightly. Don't dare look at me. Van Lam is much calmer.

"No matter who buys it."

"The notebook is in my hand now."

"It doesn't make sense to talk about these things now."

I looked at her.

"So what do you think is meaningful?"

Van Lam took out half of the blue notebook from her pocket.

"I take what I want."

"I take what I want."

I laughed.

"The problem is."

"Even what you want."

"I don't know yet."

Van Lam's eyes changed slightly. Right at that moment. An old voice rang out from behind.

"Because she doesn't know either."

Everyone turned their heads simultaneously. A gray-haired old man walked in with a cane. Also accompanying were two middle-aged men. Old Luong just saw him. Immediately shocked.

"Old man Van?"

Van Lam's face changed.

"Who sent you here?"

The old man did not look at her. Which looked straight at me. His eyes were cloudy because of age. Turned red again in the blink of an eye.

"Too similar."

"From eyes to appearance."

"Both look like your mother."

No one spoke up. The old man walked step by step in front of me. Trembling, I took out an old photo. On the photo is a young girl wearing a chef's uniform. The corners of his lips carried a radiant smile. It was the woman in the photo Van Lam once showed me. My biological mother. The old man's voice was hoarse.

"You are my grandfather."

The surrounding air suddenly became heavy. To Duong immediately stood in front of me.

"It's late."

"I haven't been looking for more than twenty years."

"Now people live well and then appear?"

Old man Van bowed his head. No objections. After a while, he spoke up.

"You were wrong."

"You forced my mother to get married."

"She left home."

"I thought she was just angry."

"Unexpected..."

The old man did not continue speaking. But everyone understands. If you really care. We wouldn't have let a woman with a newborn baby wander outside. Van Lam spoke coldly.

"This is not the time to tell old stories."

"Bach Vi Yen is about to start."

Old man Van turned his head. His eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Shut up."

This is the first time. I saw Van Lam being scolded to the point that he didn't dare to refute. The old man looked at me.

"Nem Niem."

"The menu everyone's been looking for."

"Actually it doesn't exist."

The entire registration hall immediately became quiet.