Chapter 8 — Pick up the Bridegroom

We put the things down, wash our hands, then nibble half a pear. He seemed to have just woken up, stood up, and said in a panic:
“Let's go cook.”
I forced him to sit down and looked at his face. In front of me, Trieu Hang cannot hide anything. Surely he knew his identity. I stroked his face and asked:
“Have you met Tran Bac Vuong?”
Trieu Hang's eyes immediately turned red, he pressed his face to my waist. His throat moved, as if he had thousands of words but couldn't utter them. A while later. Trieu Hang raised his head and looked at me:
"Vuong Phan, I don't want to follow him back to the capital. Let's just stay here and live for the rest of our lives. Is that okay?"
I bowed my head and pressed my lips to his. I command:
“Open your mouth.”
“Breathe.”
A moment later, I let go of Trieu Hang. Trieu Hang opened his mouth slightly, his eyes looking at me dreamily. Why does it look like a hairy chestnut? I touched his cheek:
"Today is Ton Tieu Ho's birthday. Ton Nhi Nuong set a table in the tavern and invited everyone to eat."
Only then did Trieu Hang seem to remember. He was about to stand up. But his face turned red and he quickly pulled his clothes back. I turned around and said slowly:
"I'm going to get a gift for Sun Tieu Ho. Calm yourself down."
It's time for us to head out the door. Trieu Hang changed into another set of clothes. That's the new outfit I bought for him not long ago, a blue shirt embroidered with auspicious clouds, making him look more spirited and taller. As if afraid of me asking too many questions, he quickly explained:
"That's not what I meant! I just changed into a more formal outfit."
I tease him:
“What do you mean?”
Trieu Hang was a little angry, bowed his head and kicked a stone, his voice full of resentment:
“You always like to tease me!”
What a piece of wood. How can you call it teasing him? I helped him adjust his sleeves and laughed:
“It was clearly a flirting look.”
When we arrived at the restaurant, Ton Nhi Nuong enthusiastically called us in. She took my hand, winked, and said in a low voice:
"You've been watching over that idiot for so many years. Now that life has gotten better, you have to keep a close eye on him."
After entering. I saw a lady wearing a light yellow dress, her eyes red, wanting to say something again, looking at Trieu Hang. Now I understand why Ton Nhi Nuong said that. It turns out Duong Giao Nguyet has returned. She is still beautiful and dignified as before. It's just that there's a little more sadness in his eyes. Trieu Hang was bowing his head to wipe my chair, completely ignoring Duong Giao Nguyet. Duong Giao Nguyet walked over with tears in her eyes and called out:
“Brother Ah Hang, we haven't seen each other for five years. Are you still okay?”
Trieu Hang raised his head, as if frightened. He panicked and leaned closer to me:
"Don't call me nonsense! I only have one younger sister, Vuong Phan!"
It seems that this scene is not like what Duong Giao Nguyet imagined. She was stunned and said in a low voice:
"Brother Ah Hang, my name is Giao Nguyet. Have you forgotten?"
Only then did Trieu Hang look closely at her and gradually remember. He awkwardly said:
"Do you want to borrow money? No. Right now my money belongs to Vuong Phan, I can't give it to outsiders, otherwise she will be angry."
Trieu Hang just finished speaking. Ton Nhi Nuong was the first to laugh, waving a handkerchief to make peace:
"Quick, quick, the party is about to start. Sit down and say whatever you have to say."
Duong Giao Nguyet was so embarrassed that her face turned red. According to her personality, she should have turned around and left. But she tried to endure the light everyone's eyes were watching, he sat down next to Trieu Hang. Right from five years ago. I once told Trieu Hang:
"Duong Giao Nguyet will still come back to look for you. At that time, don't ask for anything. People will not know how to appreciate something that is too easy to get."
Trieu Hang just said sadly:
"You're looking for me, you just need money or your life. Right now I have to support you, I don't have any money."
I teased:
"You really see right through it. As long as someone sheds a single tear, you rip out their lungs."
Trieu Hang muttered softly:
"You are so ferocious. I only lent my aunt twenty words, but you scolded me to the point of not letting me eat. If I gave it to Duong Giao Nguyet, you would peel off my skin."
I don't understand:
“When did I scold you?”
Trieu Hang sighed:
"You coldly looking at me is more annoying than being scolded a thousand times. Vuong Phan, I know you did it because you wanted to be good for me. Don't worry, from now on, all the money in the house is yours to control. Even if Duong Giao Nguyet really came to find me, I wouldn't be moved. Besides, she has already become an official's wife, so how can she still remember a rude and worthless person like me?"
Then I rolled my eyes at him:
“What do you know?”
Only after losing can we remember. Duong Giao Nguyet comes from a poor background, so marrying Poinsettia Lang is not necessarily happy. The more she was saddened by the loss, the more she remembered Trieu Hang's unreserved goodness. In the original work. Trieu Hang was so happy that he went crazy. He listened to Duong Giao Nguyet and returned to the capital to become his heir, extremely glorious. Later, Duong Giao Nguyet resumed her old love with her ex-husband. Trieu Hang was angered to death. C.h.t died for love. Listen, are you stupid? I bowed my head and slowly ate. Trieu Hang seriously removed the fish bones for me. Duong Giao Nguyet suddenly said: