Chapter 8 — New Marriage Annulment Date

There was no embarrassed silence, no deliberate ingratiation. There is only the most natural way to be together among people in a family. After eating, I proactively cleaned up the dishes. My mother stopped me: "Just leave it there, I'll wash it." "Let me do it. Mom has a hard time cooking." I resolutely carried the bowl and chopsticks into the kitchen. Turn on the faucet, warm water flows through your fingertips. I dutifully wash each bowl. Before, when I was with Tran Muc, after every meal I would wash the dishes. He never helped, the reason was: "Men should not do this kind of housework." At that time I felt his words made sense. Now that I think back, I was indeed psychologically manipulated. After washing the dishes, I dried my hands and walked out of the kitchen. My mother sat on the sofa peeling apples, my father sat next to him watching the news. The harmonious scene makes people feel peaceful. I walked over and sat next to my mother. Rest your head on her shoulder. "Mom." "Yes?" "Thank you mom." She was taken aback, then smiled. "Stupid child, what are you thanking me for?" "Thank you mom and dad for always standing by my side." She didn't say anything, just reached out to stroke my hair. Just like when I was little. I closed my eyes. In this moment, I feel like the happiest person in the world. No need for love, no need for marriage. Wherever there are parents, that place is home. And I finally returned home.14A month later. The afterglow of the housewarming party has finally subsided. All the chaos has been resolved. Tran Muc's lawyer's letter was sent on time. Finally, he collected four hundred thousand and divided it into two installments. Ly Nhiem Nhiem hooked up with a wealthy middle-aged divorced businessman and moved into a villa in the suburbs. It is said that the rich man's ex-wife is suing for divorce and property division with him. Their lives are in constant chaos. But all of that is no longer relevant to me. Saturday afternoon, the sunshine was beautiful. In a large apartment in the heart of the city, sunlight penetrates through the ground-level glass door, covering the entire living room. Today is the housewarming party that truly belongs to our family. There are no outsiders. It was just my dad, mom and a few closest adults. My mother changed into an elegant cheongsam, the wound on her ankle had scabbed over. She stood in the open kitchen, cutting fruit with her second aunt. My father sat on the sofa, drinking tea and chatting with his uncles, occasionally emitting loud laughter. On the display shelf is a framed family photo. In the photo, the three members of our family are all smiling brightly, without any gloom. I sit in the chair position. On my wrist, the jade bracelet is clear and warm, reflecting gentle light. "Ngh Nghenh, come here, taste my mother's stew." My mother walked over with a bowl of rib soup and placed it in front of me. She looked at me, her eyes full of joy and comfort. "This house is really bright." I raised the bowl of soup and took a sip. Very warm, very sweet. The phone screen lights up. It is a notification that money is transferred to the account from the bank. The first court enforcement payment has been transferred to my card. Tran Muc's country house was put up for auction by the court. It is said that currently he can only rent the cheapest single room in a village in the middle of the city, working three jobs a day to pay off his debt. Ly Nhiem Nhiem was also sued by my father's team of lawyers to the countryside, living every day in fear of being sued. I turned off the phone screen and threw it aside. Those trashy people and events have completely turned a new leaf in my world. I raised my head and looked at the deep blue sky outside the window. The house costs thirty thousand per square meter. Every brick, every window

Write my name, Khuong Nghenh. I leaned against the back of the chair, gently turning the jade bracelet on my wrist. This new life that belongs to me… It's just begun. Run out of