Chapter 6 — Soldier's Son

She looked at me, tears and blood flowing from her eyes: "Luc Vien Chinh! Hundreds of days of kindness between husband and wife! Are you still so cruel? Niem An! Niem An save mom! Mom will treat you well in the future!" She tried to reach out and shake Luc Niem An's hand. Luc Niem An snuggled in my father's arms, coldly looking at the woman he once called mother. There was no trace of nostalgia on the little face. "Dad." He turned his head and buried his face in my father's chest. “Let them go, I'm afraid of getting dirty.” This one sentence completely pronounced a death sentence for To Van Tinh. The soldiers used their strength to pull, To Van Tinh's desperate cry echoed in the corridor, gradually fading away. The hallway was finally quiet. Neighbors stood awkwardly in place, unable to leave, unable to stay. Grandpa glanced at them, snorted coldly: "Who will dare to bully my great-grandson in the future, this is the end!" Having finished speaking, he turned around, picked up Luc Niem An, and strode into the elevator. "Go, go home. In a dirty place like this, it's okay not to stay." One year later. Military zone grand hospital, old house of the Luc family. Sunlight passes through the leaves of the sycamore tree, falling onto the grass in the yard. "Dad! Look! My plane is flying!" Luc Niem An held a foam airplane model in his hand and happily ran on the grass, his laughter echoing far away. The boy's face became rosy and round, no longer seeing the pitiful and skinny appearance from before. I sat in a rattan chair, holding a book in my hand, but my eyes were always following my son's figure, the corner of my mouth involuntarily curled up. This year, for Luc Niem An, is a year of rebirth. Same for me. After that day, I quickly completed the divorce procedure. Because To Van Tinh was diagnosed with severe schizophrenia. Combined with solid evidence of her marital infidelity and child abuse, the court ruled very quickly. She left empty-handed. It is said that in the special ward of the General Hospital's psychiatric department, she and Truong Kien Minh lived next to each other. Truong Kien Minh hallucinates being chased by my door-breaking hammer every day, and is so scared he screams all night. As for To Van Tinh, she was immersed in the illusion that she was still the commander's granddaughter-in-law, every day she did her makeup in front of the wall, ordered the nurse to bring her tea and pour water for her, and if she didn't like it, she would go crazy and beat people, then be tied to the bed with a rope and injected with a sedative. As for Truong Tieu Bao, he was taken to an orphanage, but because of his violent personality, he was quickly transferred to a specialized reformatory for re-education. I had someone completely clean that house, renovate it, and then put it up for sale. That place holds so many disgusting memories, I don't want to let Niem An come back again. Now, we live in our grandfather's mansion. Although dad is still busy at the hospital, every day he comes home on time to eat with his grandson. Grandfather became a full-time nanny, teaching Niem An every day how to fight in the army, telling him stories of old battles. “Vien Chinh.” Grandpa's voice interrupted my thoughts. He walked out of the house with his hands behind his back, holding two washed apples in his hand. “What are you thinking?” I took the apple, took a bite, it was crispy and sweet. “Nothing, I just feel so good right now.” Grandpa sat down on the chair next to him, looked at Niem An in the distance, and sighed. "That's right, if I had let you clarify your identity earlier, maybe these rotten things wouldn't have happened. Although our Luc family doesn't rely on our power to bully people, we can't let others ride on our necks and act arrogantly." I laughed: "Grandpa, eat it once to really become wiser. This time is also considered to teach Niem An a lesson, to let him know what is good and evil, what is the final boundary." “That's right,” Grandpa seemed to remember something. "How is the military region's plan for taking care of military relatives going?" Mentioning this matter, I said with a serious face: "It has been fully deployed. Now every month there is a specialized person to visit the families of frontline soldiers, especially children and the elderly staying behind. I have also set up a separate psychological counseling line and legal support channel."

reason. Last time a platoon leader's house from the third regiment encountered a dispute over settlement, our people intervened immediately, and it was quickly resolved." Grandfather nodded with satisfaction: “That's good. We cannot let soldiers shed blood on the front lines, while the houses on the home front still burn. This is our responsibility.” After that year's incident, I submitted a detailed report to the military region, proposing to build a more complete security system for military relatives. This report was highly appreciated by my grandfather and the Military Region Party Committee, and it was quickly approved for implementation. I don't hope that a second Luc Niem An will appear again. I also don't hope that there will be a second soldier whose heart will be cold because of his family's betrayal. “Dad! Great-grandfather!” Luc Niem An ran with sweat all over his head and rushed into my arms. “The plane flies so high! In the future, I also want to fly a real plane and protect the Fatherland like dad!" I used a tissue to wipe its sweat and gently pinched its small nose.