Chapter 1 — Old Love Like Flying Clouds

I was originally destined to be a prosperous husband and son, with a prosperous family. At the age of thirteen, I was sold into the Ta family and became Ta Van Khoat's companion. Over the past ten years, I've cleaned up countless messes for him. He broke down the stall to pay compensation, he beat me to death, he ransomed my beauty queen and wiped out all my assets. Until he got drunk and gambled and sold me. The beautiful concubine mumbled: "Sister Bach Lo has a lot of work to do, just went to celebrate, to see if she is really a prosperous husband or not." "Unfortunately, if you win, you will still be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver." "The husband has said something in front of his peers, how can we let him lose face?" I immediately tied my luggage tightly, turned around and walked away. What does co-nurturing mean? All these years of working as a farmer and being a model for him, I am no different from a slave. Where to go... is it important anymore? 1 "Madam! It's not over! The young master has caused trouble again!" Truong Thuan hastily rushed into the kitchen. At that time, he was squatting in front of the stove brewing medicine. The fire jumped up intermittently, making my eyes sting. The fan in my hand stopped, the medicine in the pot spurted out, burning the scar on the tiger's mouth. That was last year, when making medicine for Ta Van Khoat, he accidentally got burned. From a young age, Ta Van Khoat had a weak body, his skin and flesh were precious, if his color was thick, he would criticize him for being thick, if his color was light, he would say he had no heart, if it was too bitter, he wouldn't drink even a drop. I have been guarding this medicine furnace for ten years. "Madam! The young master has caused trouble again!" Truong Thuan repeated. I put down the fan, brushed off my skirt, stood up and walked out. There was a lot of noise outside the door, three or five people helped a drunk Ta Van Khoat back. The beautiful concubine followed behind, her face red, and her drunken appearance. A breath choked in my chest, so tight it hurt. “Tell me, what trouble did you cause this time?” Drunk and smashing into other people's bars, or teasing the rich ladies, or being caught skipping class by the teacher... Truong Thuan's face was sullen: "Young master... you're a traitor!" I was stunned. That's when I discovered that behind the crowd was a matchmaker standing. When the contract was brought to me, I didn't know many words, but I recognized the two words "Bach Lo". Selling for fifty taels. Truong Thuan hastily explained: "The young master didn't do it on purpose. He drank too much wine, bet with his peers, and suddenly became confused..." Only three cups of golden wine fell into his stomach, and Ta Van Khoat was drunk. Someone said he didn't believe that I was destined to be a prosperous husband, so he took a bet and happily married me to a scholar named Du in the west of the city who had died. If he can save his life, he will receive a hundred taels of silver. If he couldn't save me, after all, the Du family was poor and couldn't take care of the homeless, but he could buy me back at a cheap price and still not lose anything. After listening, my chest felt like it was being stabbed by a needle. 2 The Taoist looked at his fate and said that I was destined to be a prosperous husband and son, and a prosperous family. When I was thirteen years old, my mother took me by the hand to the Ta family and carefully instructed: "Bach Lo, don't really think of yourself as a young lady, you have to work well to have food to eat." “Young master is younger than me, you have to give in to him a little more.” That was the first time I met Ta Van Khoat. He was only eight years old at that time, sitting in velvet, with white skin and pink lips, looking like a pampered little prince. As soon as the little prince saw me, he immediately became angry, stomped his feet and shouted: "Why is my daughter older than me!? I don't need it! By the time I grow up, she will already be about to die of old age!" “Me I don't need an old and ugly lady!" He was angry and destroyed the whole room. A group of maids and women had to be coaxed forever to calm down. At just eight years old, he knew that he would later marry a beautiful young woman. I carefully brought the bowl of medicine to him, but he knocked it over: "It's so bitter, don't drink it." The corners of his lips curled up, his smile extremely malicious. I made jam for him to eat, but he criticized: "Who wants to eat this rustic thing!" I have never seen such a stubborn child. But in order to have food to eat, I quietly went back to the kitchen and warmed up the medicine again. When he reluctantly took a sip, I gently breathed out. He is the treasure of the lady's heart, he dresses exquisitely in everything he wears. I am by his side, fanning myself while reading books in the summer, adding tea in the winter while watching the night watch, serving with care little by little. Whenever the wind shakes the grass and the rain at night is chilly, we have to keep walking without rest. After several hot and cold seasons, Ta Van Khoat grew up to be a handsome, handsome man with a better temperament. But causing harm will not stop. He learned to ride a horse, led a group of friends to ride around in the fields, trampling all the barley. I took the money to make amends, said enough good words, the farmer was willing to let it go. He stood next to him contemptuously: "You're quite good, using my family's money to be a good person, what's wrong?" Do you act like you're kind?" I wanted to say a few words to him, but the lady scolded me first: "I can't even take care of one person, so why keep you!" I pursed my lips and said nothing more. Another time, he got into an argument in the library and smashed a stone, causing someone's head to split and bleed. I stood up to make peace, but the more he argued, the angrier he became, causing the other person to throw stones again. I stood in front of him, blood streaming down my face. Only then did Ta Van Khoat panic: "... Ai, who told you to block in front of me! Do I ask you to take the blame instead? Not even a kind word, I'm already used to it. To the point that later, he wanted to marry the beauty queen. I advised him to be careful, and he mocked in front of everyone: "You're old and rude, can't I have someone I like?" "My words have already been said, do you want me to lose face in front of the world?" I'm only twenty-three, no matter how old I am, but in front of the beautiful beauty, I'm not beautiful at all. To redeem that beauty, he spent half his fortune. My wife felt like she had lost her entire family, blaming me for not being charming enough, not teaching properly, and not being able to maintain a manly mind. From then on, I became even busier, the warehouse had to sell more, the land rent had to be collected... He cleaned up countless messes on his behalf. Now it's good, he sold me directly. Truong Thuan was still babbling for him, looking for an excuse: "Madam, you can't blame the young master for this matter, it was all instigated by his peers..."