Chapter 6 — Mom's Perfect Cousin

“I see that it was you and your father who teamed up to bully us orphans and widows!” “Damn Hieu Van, our family comes from a small place!” “Everyone just looks down on us!” She successfully switched concepts. Elevate internal family conflicts into class discrimination. This is her familiar trick. “I can't reason with you!” Dad was angry and threw things. It's my mother's favorite blue flower porcelain vase. My brother sent me a “refreshing” emoji. “You dare throw things!” Mother's cry echoed in the sky. “Very well, Chu Kien Quan, you're good!” “Now you want to lay hands on me for that heartless cold-blooded girl, right?” “I risk my life for you!” There was a sound of struggle in the room. His younger brother's report was interrupted. A long time later. It just sent a message. “Sister, there's a fight.” “Dad pushed mom down.” “Hieu Van is crying next to me.” “It's all chaos.” 09 Antics that night. It ended with Dad slamming the door and leaving. He came to the company. Said that before finding a contract, he would not return home. My younger brother locked his own door. Wear headphones, turn on the music as loud as possible. Use physical methods to separate everything from the outside. In the living room, only mother and Hieu Van remained. The two hugged each other and cried as a group. It seems that they are the most innocent and pitiful victims in this world. The next day. Hieu Van's "disguise" began to crack under the enormous pressure. It's no longer like a few days ago, actively competing for work. It becomes cautious and fearful. Started looking at my mother's face to act. It's like my mother has lost her support. She no longer met anyone who praised Hieu Van. She began to become silent and easily angered. Just a small thing can trigger her anger. There is no one making breakfast in the house. Lunch ordered food from outside. Dinner is instant noodles. Dirty clothes pile up in mountains with no one to wash them. The floor was covered with a layer of dust that could be seen with the naked eye. The house I once arranged was in order. In just a few short days. Quickly turned into a landfill. Finally, Hieu Van couldn't stand it anymore. It sent me a message. This is the first time he proactively contacted me. “Sister, where are you?” Its tone was as humble as ever. “My uncle and younger brother seem to still be angry with me.” “Auntie's mood is not good either.” “I… I don't know what to do.” “Can you come back once?” “We all miss you so much.” These two words "all" are used very cleverly. Tied himself tightly to my mother. At the same time, it puts me in the position of "savior". Like just me coming back. All problems will be easily resolved. I looked at that message. Laugh. Do you want me to come back and clean up the mess for you guys? It's not that easy. I answer it in one sentence. “Didn't you say you would do all the housework?” “It's been just a few days and you can't stand it already?” It was silent for a long time. Just sent a text. “Sister, I'm sorry.” “You're not as talented as I thought.” “This house still needs you.” It never directly admits its mistakes. Just keep emphasizing that "I'm not as good as you". Using weakness to gain sympathy and avoid responsibility. I don't answer it anymore. I know it's waiting. Waiting for my "older sister" to come save a "helpless younger sister" like her. Unfortunately, it calculated wrongly. I'm not a saint. I'm just an ordinary person who has learned how to protest. Another day has passed. Mom finally called me herself. Her tone was no longer boasting nor blaming. It's a deep fatigue. “Chu Nhien.” She called me by my full name. “When will you come back?” “Mom, is something wrong?” I asked. “Go back and talk.” Her voice carried an order that did not allow refusal. That was her final authority as a mother. “Do you know where the contract was finally found?” I suddenly asked an unrelated matter. She was stunned. "Where?" “At the recycling collection point downstairs.” I said. “The scrap collector considered it waste paper and stuffed it into his three-wheeled vehicle.” “It's a security guard

The company's students searched for a whole day and a night to find it." “When I found it, it was covered in vegetable leaves and grease.” “It took me two days to hire someone to restore it before I could barely use it.” “The client almost canceled the project.” “Dad's hair has turned half white in the past few days.” I used my calmest tone to tell her these stories. The other end was as silent as death. “Mom.” I finally said. “I will return the day after tomorrow.” “It's not because mom called me home.” “But because there are some debts in this family.” “It is necessary to directly and clearly calculate.” 10 The day I returned home. The weather is very nice. I dragged my suitcase and stood in front of the house. Take a deep breath. Push open that familiar yet somewhat strange door. In the living room. Three people are sitting on the sofa. Dad, Mom and Hieu Van. The three people have three different expressions. Dad looked at me with complicated eyes.