Chapter 8 — My Younger Brother Slagged My Daughter, I Recovered 800,000 Yuan of Money to Buy a House

“The story of Tran Hao beating Du Du.”

“Dad already knows.”

“Now it's about using the baby to threaten others.”

“Dad also saw it with his own eyes.”

He stopped. Slowly ask:

“I just want to ask dad a question.”

“This is 800,000 yuan.”

“Should we give it or not?”

He directly threw that question to the person considered the head of the family. For the only person with a say in this house. My father's lips trembled slightly. His cloudy eyes were filled with struggle and pain. On one side are the daughter and son-in-law who suffer. On one side were his wife and son crying loudly. The palm or back of the hand is both flesh. His balance. Until now, it's always been wrong.

“A Tinh...”

“Chu Thanh…”

He had difficulty opening his mouth.

“I know you two have suffered a lot.”

“But…”

“A Hao is your younger brother after all…”

“It's blood and flesh and blood…”

That sentence again. Still the same sentence. My heart completely sank. I no longer expect him to stand up and demand justice. Because he is inherently unfair. Or to be more precise. His fairness. Forever leaning towards Tran Hao. I spoke softly.

“I understand.”

I gently pulled Chu Thanh's sleeve.

“Let's go home.”

There was no longer any meaning.

“Stop!”

My mother immediately rushed to block the door. Like a wall.

“Didn't say it clearly today.”

“No one is allowed to leave!”

“Give my son back his money!”

Tran Hao also immediately chimed in.

“If you don't pay, don't leave here!”

Look at their scoundrel appearance. I suddenly wasn't angry anymore. Just feel tired. A fatigue penetrates to the bone marrow. For this thing called love. I looked at my father. Calmly ask:

“Let me ask you one last question.”

“Yesterday when Tran Hao beat Du Du.”

“Dad is not present.”

"Today when mom used dad's health to threaten me."

“Dad wasn't there either.”

“But now.”

“They're pointing it right at me.”

“Scolding your child is a murderer.”

“Dad is here.”

I looked straight into his eyes. Don't miss any expressions. I hope you will say:

‘No.’

I hope just once. One time only. He will stand by my side. Tell me something. But... He just avoided my eyes. He bowed his head. The voice was so low it was almost inaudible.

“A Tinh...”

“Don't be like that…”

“Don't force me…”

Don't force him. I almost burst out laughing. Ask him to distinguish between right and wrong. In his eyes. It's forcing you again. I got it. I really understand. Totally understand. Since that moment. I no longer have any expectations for this father. I took a deep breath. An unprecedented strength suddenly arose in my heart. If everyone doesn't want to reason. Then I will use my own way to solve it. I no longer paid attention to the mother and daughter blocking the door. But right in front of everyone, I took out my phone. Open contacts. Find the phone number I've only talked to once. Just saw my movements. My mother's expression immediately changed.

“What are you going to do?”

I don't answer. Just press the call button. The phone rang two times. Then connected.

"Hello? Sister?"

Tieu Nha's voice sounded very tense.

“Tieu Nha, it's me, Tran Tinh.”

I turned on the speakerphone. So everyone in the living room can hear.

“I'm at my parents' house right now.”

“Don't listen to anyone speak for you.”

“Those words were not what I meant.”

My mother and Tran Hao's faces immediately became extremely unsightly.

“I just want to ask you something.”

I interrupted her.

“Is it convenient for you now?”

“I want to see you.”

“It's just the two sisters.”

“About the baby.”

“And about the future.”

“I want to hear your real thoughts.”

“Not from what my mother told me.”

The other end of the line fell silent. I could feel her hesitation and fear. My mother was frantically gesturing with her eyes. A warning sound continuously sounded in his mouth. I emphasize every word.

“Tieu Nha.”

“This is my only chance.”

“A chance for me and the baby in my belly to escape the fate of being seen as a tool by others.”

“Or not see each other.”

“I decide for myself.”