Chapter 6 — Mother's Last Painting

"Who told you that you could stay in this room?" Lam Uyen said: "Mom said. In the front yard, only this room has enough light. I have to take care of the baby." The second aunt bowed her head. "Thanh Thanh, It's only for a few months." "This room is not suitable." Tham Minh Trach walked out of the room. "Hua Thanh Thanh, will you stop? People have already moved in, do you still want to force a married woman to change rooms?" I put my bag down. "My parents' room, no one can live in it." Lam Uyen pulled the blanket around her body. "So you tell your parents to come back to life and send me away." Those words caused the second uncle to rush in from outside the door. He picked up a broom in the hallway and whipped it towards Tham Minh Trach. "Animals! You and your wife are both animals!" Tham Minh Trach dodged to the side, the broom hit the door frame. Lam Uyen shouted. "Are you planning to kill Minh Trach?" Second aunt hugged second uncle. "Don't fight anymore, don't fight anymore!" Hearing the noise, Lam's mother ran out of the kitchen, still holding my clay pot in her hand. "Tham Quoc Cuong, you dare to beat my son-in-law, I will destroy this broken house!" She was the sort of person who did exactly what she threatened, and she threw the pot straight to the ground. It was an old clay pot my mother left behind, and on the outside there was a copper ring that had been used to repair the crack. Fragments shot to my shoe. Lam's mother pointed at me. "Do you think these dead people's belongings are worth showing off?" I bent down to pick up a broken piece. The second aunt quickly said: "Thanh Thanh, in the future the second aunt will buy you a new one." I looked at her. "Can't buy it anymore." The second aunt did not dare to continue speaking. Lam Uyen sat on the bed and cried. "I know right away that everyone hates me. If that's the case, I'll leave, I'll leave now. If something happens to the baby, don't regret it." She threw the blanket off the bed. The second aunt quickly stopped. "Don't go, don't go. Thanh Thanh, give her a little time." I asked: "How long must I give in?" Second aunt cried again. "Wait until the baby is born." Tham Minh Trach supported Lam Uyen and stared at me. "We will definitely stay in this room. If you are not satisfied, then you will move out." I took a new phone and turned my phone toward the scene. Lam Uyen immediately shouted: "What are you filming?" "Keep the evidence." Lam's mother rushed over and snatched the phone. I leaned away. She was unsteady on her feet, bumped into the hallway pillar, then immediately sat down on the ground and cried. "Help! Hua Thanh Thanh hit me!" The second aunt panicked and went to help her. Lam's mother slapped her thighs and screamed: "What kind of world is this? An orphan is bullying a pregnant woman's mother!" The courtyard door opened again. This time the person who entered was Lam Uyen's younger brother, Lam Hao, and a few young men. Lam Hao dyed his hair blonde. As soon as he entered the door, he casually asked: "Who bullied my sister?" Lam's mother seemed to see a savior. "Lam Hao, it's him! He wanted to chase my sister away, and even beat my mother!" Lam Hao walked in front of me and bent down to look at me. "Are you Hua Thanh Thanh?" I said: "This is my house, please come out." He laughed. "Your house? My sister lives here, so this is my sister's house." My second uncle stood in front of me. "Lam Hao, don't do anything wrong." Lam Hao pushed the second uncle. "Old man, don't meddle in other people's business." The second uncle staggered and almost fell down. I caught him. Several people behind Lam Hao burst out laughing. Tham Minh Trach frowned. "Lam Hao, don't touch my father." Lam Hao lost patience. "Brother-in-law, you're so weak. A little brat who's living on the street can't be cured, so you have to let me do it." After speaking, he raised his hand to snatch my file bag. I stepped back. Lam Hao said something unpleasant and then raised his hand to push me. Before his hand even touched me, Uncle Trieu came out from the backyard and directly held his wrist tightly. Lam Hao cried out in pain. "Who are you?" Uncle Trieu said: "Don't raise your hand in Ms. Hua's house." Several people behind Lam Hao surrounded him. Ms. Truong stood outside the door shouting: "Thanh Thanh, you've called the police!" Hearing the police report, Lam's mother immediately got up from the ground. "Report is report, who is afraid of whom?" Uncle Trieu let go of Lam Hao. Lam Hao rubbed his wrist and looked at me fiercely. "Hua Thanh Thanh, just wait. If you don't let us live in peace, I will make it impossible for you to live on this street." When the police arrived, Lam's mother started crying again. Lam Uyen claimed she was both shocked and frightened. Tham Minh Trach said this was a family dispute. I took out the certificate of ownership and the video I just recorded. "They entered the master bedroom without my consent, destroyed my mother's relics, and even brought people to my house to threaten me." Lam's mother jumped up. "It's a relative! How about a relative staying for a few days?" The police looked at the second uncle. The second uncle's lips moved slightly. The second aunt quickly said: "It's just a conflict at home, it's not that serious." I looked at her. "Second aunt, did Aunt Lam break the clay pot?" The second aunt's hand reached into the apron pocket and searched for a long time but couldn't find anything. She said in a low voice: "I can't see clearly." I stopped asking. The police asked us to go to the mediation station. As I walked out the door, Mrs. Truong pulled me back. "Thanh Thanh, don't be soft-hearted. Your parents are watching from the sky." I nodded. When passing by her, Lam Uyen said nonchalantly: