Chapter 8 — Save Your Family From Tragedy

Tears immediately welled up in her mother's eyes. Mom hugged me tightly. “Mommy doesn't cry anymore.” “From now on, Mom will always live well.” Dad sat next to us. Holding his younger brother in one hand. One arm hugged my mother and me. “We will all live well.” At that moment, sunlight shone into the living room. My little brother slept very soundly in his father's arms. Mother's face was still a bit pale. But there was light in my mother's eyes. Dad looked at us. His eyes were so gentle that he couldn't believe it. I suddenly felt. I finally woke up from the nightmare of my previous life. For a very long time after that. Mom still didn't dare leave her brother. Even if the family has hired the best postpartum care provider. Mom still insists on taking care of herself. Dad didn't force mom to let go. Dad put aside a lot of work. Every day is by my mother's side. At night, all I need is my little brother to cry. Dad is always the first to wake up. Dad was clumsy in mixing milk. Change diapers. Comfort your younger brother. There were times when my younger brother cried violently. Dad was so impatient that his head was covered in sweat. Mom leaned against the headboard and smiled at dad. “Han Hien, that's not what you said before.” “After the second child is born, will you be responsible for taking care of the child?” Dad just comforted his younger brother. Just nodded seriously. “You are responsible.” “I just need to rest.” Mom was smiling but her eyes turned red. Dad immediately panicked. “Why are you crying?” Mom shook her head. “I just feel like life is really good right now.” Dad comes. He bowed his head and kissed his mother's forehead. “It will be even better later.” I hid outside the door and peeked. Very warm inside. This is my family. It's not the cold spiritual hall in my previous life. Not my grandfather's empty mansion. It's not despair when I stand alone on the balcony. No matter how much you scream, you can't call anyone back. This life. I kept everyone there. The day my little brother turned one hundred days old. Dad officially announced the division of assets. Half for me. Half for my brother. But Dad also established a separate fund. In mother's name. Dad said: "Lam Thu will forever be the mistress of the Han family." “My wife doesn't need to rely on anyone's alms to feel safe.” Mom looked at the documents. Red eyes. “Why do you suddenly do these things?” Dad held mom's hand. “Not suddenly.” “I should have done it a long time ago.” “I don't want anyone to feel.” “You and your children may be plotted by others.” Mother said softly: "I never doubted you." Dad smiled. “I know.” “But I want you to feel more secure.” I sat on the small table. Pretend to play with your younger brother. In fact, the ears stand up really high. Little brother blows saliva bubbles. Smile at me. I gently squeezed her hand. In a low voice, he said: "You have to grow up quickly." “Please protect mom from now on.” Little brother doesn't understand. I just know hey. But I feel like you definitely agreed. 11 A few years later. I was in elementary school. My younger brother also knows how to run around the house chasing me. Younger brother resembles mother. The eyes are very beautiful. But his personality is similar to his father's. Once you have determined something, nine buffaloes cannot pull you back. What I like to do the most. He held my school bag tightly and did not let me go to school. “Sister, don't go.” “I'm with you.” Every time I get a headache. Dad stood next to me and laughed. “Han Gia Du.” “Let go.” The younger brother immediately pouted. "Are not." Mom smiled and picked me up. “I have to go to school.” “I'll be back tonight.” The younger brother felt sorry for himself and said: "The school is bad." I put my bag on and walked to the door. I couldn't help but turn around and look. Under the sunlight. Mom is holding her baby brother. Dad stood behind mom. Grandfather sat in a rocking chair drinking tea. They are all looking at me. “Du Du, go slowly.” “Please come home soon.” “Du Du, grandpa will save the cake for you.” The bridge of my nose is stinging. But this time it's not because of grief. It's for happiness. I waved my hand forcefully. “I'll be right back after school!” The car left the yard. I looked at the house farther and farther away in the rearview mirror. Unbelievable peace in my heart. The pain of a past life. Not completely gone. Sometimes I still have nightmares. Dreaming about my mother lying in the bathtub. Dreaming of my father sitting in front of the shrine, after just one night his hair turned white. Dreaming about my younger brother being led away by Lieu Tieu Tieu. Timidly calling others mother. Also dreamed of noodles

He fell off the balcony. The sound of wind whistling in my ears. No matter how much I screamed, no one came to save me. But every time I wake up. Mom will hug me. Dad also immediately ran over. My little brother dreamily crawled onto my bed. Using a childish voice, say: "Don't be afraid." “I protect you.” Look at your round face. I always can't help but burst into tears. My brother doesn't know why I cry. All I could do was panic and wipe away my tears. “Good sister.” “Don't cry.” Mom sat by the bed. Gently pat my back. Dad poured me warm water. Then turn on all the lights in the room brightly. Dad said: "Du Du, nightmares are all fake." “Mom and Dad are still here.” “Little brother is also here.” That's right. They are all here. So I'm not afraid anymore. After that. Lieu Tieu Tieu once wrote a letter to his father from prison. She said she regretted it. Say if you could do it again.