Chapter 14 — National Lazy Mother

The next day, Pho Can Ngon's comment appeared on a hot search. Netizens dug for half a day, only to find out that he was the person in charge of a long-standing fashion company, normally so secretive that it seemed like he didn't exist. Ms. La's phone was almost burned out.

“Tham Tri Ha, when did you get married?”

I looked at Pho Can Ngon frying eggs in the kitchen.

“It's been a long time.”

“Your father is so handsome, why are you hiding it?”

“I'm afraid he'll steal my lens.”

La was silent for two seconds:

“Makes sense.”

Deputy Can Ngon brought out breakfast. Mien Mien tasted a piece of egg and seriously commented:

“It's better than my mother's fried food.”

I do not accept:

“What's wrong with fried eggs?”

Mien Mien said:

“Fried mother eggs have random shapes.”

Pho Can Ngon picked out the coriander from the soup and put it in his bowl.

“Let me fry it later.”

I looked at him.

“Pho Can Ngon, you don't need to just come home to act politely.”

He pushed the bowl of soup towards me:

"It's not acting, it's make-up study."

Mien Mien raised her hand:

“I supervise.”

The next part of the program was quickly announced. Tieu Lam was officially punished for being suspected of causing harm to children. Trieu Mai was taken away by the Luc family. Luc Minh Chau took over the care arrangements for Luc Tieu Da, inviting a child psychologist for the boy. Hua Van Van lost more than half of her brand representation contract. She opened a livestream to apologize and cried for two hours. No one believes anymore. The cruelest stab came from Luc Tieu Da. Under the company of Luc Minh Chau, the boy filmed a video. In the video, he said:

“I love you, mom, but I don't want to keep winning for you anymore.”

The last bit of Hua Van Van's dignity was torn apart by her own son. After watching the video, I was silent for a while. Mien Mien held a stuffed rabbit and sat next to me.

“Mom, will Tieu Da be okay?”

“Will.”

“Why?”

“Because he started telling the truth.”

Mien Mien nodded:

“Then you also have to tell the truth.”

I have a bad feeling. The child raised her head:

“Mom, last night you secretly ate my strawberries.”

I looked towards the kitchen. Pho Can Ngon immediately denied the relationship:

“I didn't tell you.”

Mien Mien took out her phone and opened the photo taken from the surveillance camera. I'm terrified:

“Since when did you know how to watch the camera?”

Mien Mien sighed:

“Mom, there can't be adults in the house.”

Pho Can Ngon stood next to him and smiled. I pointed at him:

"You're still laughing? The adult she's talking about is her!"

A few days later, Chu Thanh Hoa invited me to meet. She carried an old cheongsam.

“My mother told me to ask you, can you fix this hem?”

I looked at the cheongsam, my fingers stopped on the fabric. Chu Thanh Hoa stared at me:

“Aunt Ha, stop pretending.”

I raised my head to look at her. She said:

"The principal of the village school recognized you, just didn't speak on camera. He said that over the years, the person who donated clothes, books and kitchens to the school was you."

I sighed:

“Everyone is so smart, it makes me seem very passive.”

Chu Thanh Hoa pushed her cheongsam forward.

“Why don't you say it?”

I replied:

"There's nothing interesting about saying it. Other people praise me for being honest, but I have to pretend to be humble. It's tiring."

She laughed:

“With your mouth, there's nothing new.”

I accepted the cheongsam.

“It can be fixed, but you have to wait in line.”

“How long until?”

“See the girl's mood I."

Chu Thanh Hoa scolded:

“Is it great to have a daughter?”

I nodded:

“That's quite good.”

She made me laugh. After that, Chu Thanh Hoa wore that cheongsam on the red carpet. The reporter asked which designer made the outfit. Chu Thanh Hoa smiled at the camera:

“A friend who is very good at sleeping, very good at frying eggs in random shapes, and also very good at loving girls.”

Netizens immediately guessed me. My secondary account was also dug out. Besides the posts complaining that Mien Mien confiscated my phone, inside were all photos of small dresses, small backpacks, and small hairpins that I made myself. There are also some volunteer records from many years ago. The comment area is completely lost.

"Tham Tri Ha, how many surprises do you still have?"

“She didn't suddenly become good. She's always been good, we just didn't see her before.”

“I'm tired of saying the three words sorry.”

I looked at the comments and gave the phone to Mien Mien.

“Look, Mom is famous.”

Mien Mien seriously browsed.

“Mom, they praise you.”

“Yes.”

“So will your allowance increase?”

I got my phone back:

“No.”

She immediately stopped watching:

“So it's not very famous.”

Pho Can Ngon sat next to him and had a hard time holding back his laughter. I kicked him once.

“Take care of your daughter.”

He looked at Mien Mien:

“Dear, Mom being famous may not increase her allowance, but Dad can give it to her when she comes home.”

Mien Mien's eyes lit up:

“Dad's passing score has increased.”

I watched father and son quickly form an alliance, feeling that my position in the family was shaking. One month later, the closing party of "Baby Tien Len" was held. The performance team invites all guests to participate. Hua Van Van also came. She had lost a lot of weight, dressed simply, and no longer had the carefully calculated gentleness that she had before. She held a glass of wine and walked towards me.

“Tham Tri Ha, I owe you and Mien Mien an apology.”

I looked at her.

“Look at me this time, don't look at the camera.”

She smiled bitterly, her eyes looking straight at me.

“Sorry.”

Mien Mien stood next to me, raised her head and asked:

“Do you know where I went wrong?”

Hua Van Van squatted down.

"You shouldn't let others hurt you, you shouldn't take advantage of Tieu Da, and you shouldn't always use tears to make others take responsibility for you."

Mien Mien thinking.

“I still don't forgive you.”

Hua Van Van nodded:

“I know.”

She stood up and stopped crying. I said:

“This time it seems like human words.”

Hua Van Van smiled bitterly:

“Thank you.”

Luc Tieu Da did not come. Luc Minh Chau said the boy went to participate in the school's fall field trip. That's very good. Children should be fighting for snacks on the picnic, not standing in front of the camera to earn face for adults. During the closing party, director Ha announced that he was preparing a second season. He asked me:

“Are you interested in continuing, Ms. Tham?”

I looked at Mien Mien. She was competing for the last piece of cake with Dau Bao.

“Look at her.”

Director Ha called:

“Mien Mien, are you participating in season two?”

The corner of Mien Mien's mouth was sticky with ice cream, she seriously asked:

“Are there salaries?”

The whole hall burst into laughter. I hold my forehead:

“Honey, can we speak more tactfully?”

She said:

“Mom, sincerity is the ultimate secret win.”

Pho Can Ngon sat next to me and gave me a napkin.

“She looks like me.”

I said:

“Don't blame yourself. I'm not that greedy for money.”

Mien Mien immediately presented evidence:

"Yesterday my mother said, being a human being may not be noble, but you can't not accept money."

Pho Can Ngon laughed until his shoulders shook. I looked at the people sitting around the table and suddenly felt very magical. In the original work, Mien Mien and I completely fell into the abyss here. And now, Mien Mien is dividing the cake, Pho Can Ngon is peeling shrimp for me, Chu Thanh Hoa is scolding Co Thoi Nghien for not knowing how to take care of children, Luc Minh Chau texted to say that Luc Tieu Da won the first grilled sausage today on the picnic. Everything changes. Mien Mien gave me the piece of cake she just won to eat.

“Mom, is it sweet?”

I tasted it.

“Sweet.”

The girl nodded with satisfaction:

“So season two can go.”

I asked:

“Why?”

She cracked her fingers:

“You can make money, you can eat cake, you can scold bad people.”

I corrected:

“The last thing is not certain.”

She looked at me with a very understanding expression.

“If mom is there, it definitely is.”

I can't argue. Pho Can Ngon asked me in a low voice:

"Miss Tham, do you continue to raise your child in an abusive way?"

I watched Mien Mien get ice cream on his sleeve, and he willingly volunteered to wipe her mouth. I laugh.

“No, she raised us.”

Mien Mien raised the glass of juice.

“I'm exhausted because the only adult in the house is me.”

Some of us actually toasted her. The livestream ended a long time ago, but I know if this scene was broadcast, there would definitely be people screaming to claim their mother. Pho Can Ngon seemed to guess what I was thinking, took out his phone, and leisurely posted a status line.

“My wife and daughter are both very good. If you want to receive relatives, you can, but you have to line up first, Mien Mien charges a fee."

Three minutes later, Mien Mien's pocket money account received many rewards. She looked at the phone and seriously declared:

“Mom, dad meets the standards.”

Deputy Can Ngon breathed a sigh of relief:

“Thank you, judge.”

I leaned back in the chair, looking at the father and son in front of me. The bathroom door in the nightmare of the past was finally completely opened by someone outside at this moment. END OF STORY.