Chapter 7 — Spring Falling On Red Dress

She asked very quietly. I looked at her. "You should ask yourself this question." Her lips moved but someone else helped her out of the gate. During that process, my father never said a word to help me. Waiting for everyone to disperse, he walked over and tried to keep his voice low. "Follow dad home." "Give me your things back first." The blue vein on his father's forehead twitched repeatedly. "Do you have to expose the bad things in the house to the outside?" "The bad things weren't caused by you stealing things." Manh Thu Binh angrily rushed forward but was stopped by his sister-in-law Trieu. "Thu Binh and Thanh It's not wrong to want to take back their mother's things." The people next to them also took turns advising. Dad's face was like being put on the grill, in the end he could only grit his teeth and say: "Go home and get it." In the Tang family's main house, when Manh Thu Binh opened the cabinet, her hand was shaking so much that she inserted the key three times before it hit. The jade bracelet is missing one piece. The gold earrings are no longer available. Only half of the two silk sheets remained. Twenty coins saved up, only three coins and seven cents left. She cried and said: "The past few years have been difficult for my family, I have used them to manage. It's not like I won't pay, I will make up for it when I have money later." Dad sat in a chair, his face gray. I picked up my mother's photo. The corners of the photo are wrinkled by moisture. Mother was wearing a red dress standing under the cinnamon tree, smiling brightly. "Write a debt note." Manh Thu Binh's eyes widened. "Are you forcing your elders to write a debt note for you?" "The stuff is mine." Finally, dad raised his head. "Write." Manh Thu Binh couldn't believe it. "Mr. Tang!" "I told you to write!" The ink bottle on the table fell over with a shock, black ink flowed all over the table. Tang Van Hoa stood at the door, her face pale. She glanced at me secretly, as if she wanted to say something. Waiting for Manh Thu Binh to finish writing the debt note, I folded the paper and stuffed it into my pocket. "My royalty transfer form." Manh Thu Binh hesitantly took it out. One of the three bills was missing. "One of the bills I used to buy shoes for Van Hoa." Tang Van Hoa suddenly raised her head. "Mom, didn't you say that the money was given by dad?" Manh Thu Binh quickly covered his mouth. Dad closed his eyes. The layer of dignity that this family tried to maintain was finally torn away. "Write more on the debt paper." This time without my urging, Dad picked up the pen. His handwriting was very heavy, as if each stroke suppressed his anger. "Thanh Chi." After writing, he handed me the paper. "Do you really want to go?" "Yes." "Go to the province?" "First you will go to the district newspaper office." Dad was stunned. "District newspaper?" "They asked me to come for an interview." This is not a temporary decision. In my previous life, I once received a letter from the editor of a district newspaper. But that day, Tong Bach Xuyen said Bach Tri Duong had a stomachache, so I followed him to the infirmary. When he returned, the letter was burned by Manh Thu Binh. In this life, the letter still exists. It was pressed behind Mom's photo. Manh Thu Binh's face changed again. "What kind of tradition is it for a girl to go out and appear to write articles?" "Looking like someone who can support herself." Tang Van Hoa suddenly chased after her. "Sister." She stuffed me a cloth bag. Inside were two sets of clothes to change into and half a package of peach cakes. "I wrote the note last night. Bach Tri Duong came to find me. She said that I canceled the marriage just to scare everyone, told me to advise her, and also said that Regiment Commander Tong likes girls who understand things." She bit her lip. "I felt uncomfortable, so I came and sat outside the door of the Tong family's house for a while, and saw her stuffing the letter into her pocket." So it was. so. She didn't suddenly awaken her conscience. But Bach Tri Duong's words "understanding girl" penetrated her hidden thoughts. "Thank you." Tang Van Hoa's eyes turned red. "Sister, before I took your things, it was my fault. But mom said you got a good husband, in the future you will have everything, so I..." "Don't push all the mistakes on her." Her face turned white. "I

If you want, you have to admit it." Outside the door, the sound of a bicycle bell rang. Tong Bach Xuyen stood outside the Tang family's yard, holding the torn red dress in his hand. "Thanh Chi, let's talk." 9 The red dress had been washed, the tear was sewn with the same color thread. The needle line was neat but could not hide the torn traces. Tong Bach Xuyen held the dress towards me. "My mother sewed it." I did not accept. "Thank you, aunt Tong, on my behalf." Tay He stopped in mid-air. Outside the gate of the Tang family's yard, several neighbors were peeking out. Manh Thu Binh was inside the house throwing pots and bowls, the noise was so loud that half the alley could hear it. On the Bach Tri Duong side, the clinic will also handle it." "Yes." "I didn't explain the matter on the mountain clearly." His voice rarely lowered like that. "That year she was stuck in the middle of the mountainside, I carried her down. After waking up, she cried very hard, saying that if she spread it out, others would talk about it. I thought she was a girl, and things didn't have any major consequences, so I accepted that she was the benefactor who saved my life." "And then what?" Tong Bach Xuyen was silent. "After that, she always said she owed me money, so I couldn't refuse." "It's not that you can't refuse."