Chapter 12 — Taste of Home

"When times are difficult, we can lend a helping hand so that we don't get to know each other in vain." Hanging up the phone, she looked at Trieu Minh Vien. “Rent doesn't need to be paid in advance.” “For now, pay one for one.” “You young people are having a difficult time, just take it slow.” Trieu Minh Vien stood up and moved his lips a few times before saying thank you. His mother also had red eyes. Her mother-in-law held Ms. Luu's hand and repeatedly said she was bothering her too much. Ms. Liu clapped her hand. “She's still exactly the same as before.” “Other people bother her, she runs faster than anyone.” “If you bother others, it's like making a mistake.” The mother-in-law was talked to the point that she bowed her head. Luc Canh Hoa stood next to him and said softly: "Aunt Luu, please say a few more words." Mother-in-law glared at him. But that look had no power at all. The house rental has finally been decided. The moving time is also set after three days. Trieu Minh Vien is in charge of cleaning up large items. His mother was in charge of going to the medical examination with Chu Hieu Duong. We are in charge of cleaning the new house. The mother-in-law was arranged to be the general supervisor. But you are not allowed to carry things. She was not very satisfied with this position. Luc Canh Hoa said: "If mother is not satisfied, she will be demoted to sit and supervise." The mother-in-law immediately said: "The general supervisor is very good." The next day, we went to the newly cleaned house together. The house was left empty for a long time, with dust on the window sills. Mother-in-law picked up a towel to wipe it off. I forced her to sit on the chair. She sighed. “Now my mother looks like something to show off.” I said: "Mom is the treasure of the house." She made me laugh. Ms. Liu also came. She brought a set of spare keys and several sets of blankets that had been washed and dried in the sun. She said they were all new quilts and she didn't use them herself. Trieu Minh Vien's mother received it, her eyes were wet again. Ms. Liu waved her hand. “Don't say thank you again and again.” “Thank you so much, the gratitude will fade away.” We are busy until the afternoon. Sunlight fell through the leaves of the pomegranate tree into the room. Chu Hieu Duong sat by the window, watching people clean the glass, clean the floor, and install anti-slip mats. She suddenly said softly: "It seems like it's been a long time since I've felt like I have a home." Mother-in-law is sitting next to peeling tangerines. Hearing that sentence, her hand stopped. She gave her the peeled tangerine segment. “There will be later.” "It's not just the place that one tries to build alone that can be called home." “A place where someone is willing to leave a light waiting for you is also called home.” I stood at the kitchen door listening, my nose stinging. That night after returning home, my mother-in-law didn't ask what I planned to cook tomorrow. She proactively sat at the dining table and took out a small notebook. In the notebook, there were some crooked lines of writing. Hieu Duong does not eat spicy food. Less oil. Less salt. Eggs can be steamed. Tofu soup is okay. I was stunned. “Mom, what are you doing?” Mother-in-law is a bit shy. “I want to learn how to discuss with you.” “No more secret arrangements.” Luc Canh Hoa came out of the kitchen and deliberately coughed. “Huge progress.” The mother-in-law used her chopsticks to gently tap him. “You talk too much.” I smiled and sat down, helping her complete the menu. At that moment, I suddenly felt that being a family might not be without problems forever. It's that after a problem occurs, everyone is still willing to sit down and explain each story clearly. But just as we wrote about the third day's soup, Trieu Minh Vien's phone suddenly rang. His voice was very urgent. "Mr. Luc, Ms. Nam Am, just now Hieu Duong said her stomach was tight." “My mother has already called a car.” “We're going to the hospital now.” The pen in the mother-in-law's hand fell with a "clack" on the table. 15 When we rushed to the hospital, Zhou Xiaotang had already entered the examination room. Trieu Minh Vien stood in the hallway, his face terrifyingly pale. His mother sat in a chair, her hands clasped together, her mouth constantly mumbling that it would be okay. The mother-in-law held onto the wall, breathing rapidly. Luc Canh Hoa quickly helped her sit down. “Mom, don't panic.” The mother-in-law nodded but still stared at the examination room door. I went to the nurse's station to ask about the situation. The nurse said to do heart monitoring and ultrasound first. Specifically, you have to wait for the doctor to see it through. Actually, there's nothing scary about that statement. But in the hospital, people are most afraid of hearing the word "wait". The light in the hallway is very white. So white that people's hearts hang in the air. Trieu Mi

Nh Vien bowed his head, blaming himself. “You shouldn't have let her pack up.” “I thought it was just some small clothes.” His mother's eyes turned red and she said: "Blame me." “It was my mother who said the things at the old house had to be sorted first.” The mother-in-law immediately said: "I don't blame you two." "I've grown up in the past month, so she's naturally very easily upset." “The doctor hasn't said anything yet, we can't scare ourselves first.” She said so with her mouth, but her hands were still clasping the corner of her shirt. I sat down next to her, gently holding her hand. “Mom, you also have to listen to the doctor.” My mother-in-law looked at me and said in a low voice: "I'm just afraid that Chu Lan will blame me." My heart aches. “Auntie Chu won't blame you.” “She will thank her mother for not letting Xiao Duong go to the hospital alone.” The mother-in-law's eyes were red again. Not long after, the door to the examination room opened. The doctor came out and called the family. Our whole group immediately stood up. The doctor looked at everyone, somewhat reluctantly. “You two can come in.”