Chapter 8 — Taste of Home

“Eat it all.” Mother-in-law looked at him. He added another sentence: "Don't leave anything to chance." I almost burst out laughing because of him. The mother-in-law also cried and laughed. She picked up her chopsticks and ate the noodles in small pieces. Halfway through the bowl, she suddenly said: "Not salty." My tears haven't dried yet, but I'm already laughing. Luc Canh Hoa looked at me, his eyes were also red. The next morning, the three of us went to that old building together. Along the way, the mother-in-law was very unnatural. She was afraid that Hieu Duong would be in trouble, and also afraid that we would feel that she was worrying too much about things. I took her arm. “Mom, them
I didn't come to ask for a crime." "We came to get to know someone." Mother-in-law said softly: "She's a good child." "Just temporarily encountering difficult times." I said: "There should be someone to give her a hand." When the door to the second floor opened, Chu Hieu Duong was clearly startled. She was still very young, her belly was clearly visible, her face was a bit pale but her eyes were clear. Seeing us standing behind her mother-in-law, her face immediately turned red. "Aunt Luc, aunt..." Mother-in-law rubbed her hands awkwardly. "Hieu Duong, this is your son, Canh Hoa, and here
"I'm your daughter-in-law, Nam Am." Chu Hieu Duong immediately held the door frame and stood up straight. "Hello." "Sorry." Her first sentence was sorry. My heart suddenly softened. She invited us into the house. The room was very small but clean. On the table was yesterday's thermos, washed and placed on a towel. Next to it was an envelope. Chu Hieu Duong pushed the envelope in front of her mother-in-law. "Aunt Luc, I can't afford this amount of money." accept.”“I called my husband, he will be home this week.”“Rent money for my house
I also told the landlord, it might be a few days late." Mother-in-law panicked. "Don't try to force it." Chu Hieu Duong shook her head. "I'm not trying to force it." She looked at Luc Canh Hoa and me, her voice was very light but extremely serious. "Auntie Luc helped me, I will remember it all my life." "But you can't let her hide it from everyone and eat man tou for you." Mother-in-law's tears immediately rose again. I held her hand. Luc Canh Hoa sat next to her. next door, silent for a long time before opening his mouth. "Later, my family will cook another portion of rice." "It's a story
We also discuss money together." "But my mother can't hide it from us anymore." Chu Xiao Duong's eyes turned red. She nodded. "Thank you everyone." At this moment, she took out an old photo from the drawer. In the photo, her young mother-in-law stood next to a woman with braids. She gave the photo to Luc Canh Hoa. "Actually, my mother always said that Aunt Luc was not an outsider." "Mom said that year Uncle Luc also saved my family." Luc Canh Hoa was stunned. Mother-in-law was also stunned. Chu Hieu Duong looked at the photo and said softly. "Mom
I said before Uncle Luc died, the person he couldn't reassure was not only Aunt Luc." 10 After Chu Hieu Duong finished saying that sentence, the room suddenly became so quiet that there was only the sound of rain. Her mother-in-law looked at her bewilderedly, as if she didn't understand. Luc Canh Hoa asked in a low voice: "What else did my father say?" Chu Hieu Duong put the photo on the table, then took out a kraft paper envelope from deep in the drawer. The corners of the envelope were yellowed and the mouth of the envelope was opened. She said: “This is what my mother told me to give her before she passed away
Aunt Luc." "But those days I was so confused, I still haven't taken it out." The mother-in-law's fingers trembled. I supported her. She received the envelope, inside was a letter paper that had been folded many times. The handwriting on the paper was not very beautiful but very steady. With just one look, I realized that it was my father-in-law's handwriting. As soon as the mother-in-law looked at the first line, tears fell. In the letter, it was written: "Tu Mai, if this letter reaches you, it means that Chu Lan is worried again." stories for others.” “You two were equally stubborn when you were young, one person
"If I don't say it's hard, a person won't say it's tiring." "In this life, I owe Chu Lan a lot, and I also owe you a lot." "In the future I'm no longer there, so don't take care of everything yourself." "Your son and daughter-in-law are not outsiders." "Just because they're busy doesn't mean they don't remember you." "Just because they're young doesn't mean they don't know how to love people." The mother-in-law couldn't continue reading, so she gave the letter to Luc Canh Hoa. Luc Canh Hoa took it, his throat moved heavily. He continued reading down. In the letter it was also written, if one day home
Chu Lan is in trouble, if she can help, she should help. But don't turn helping others into mistreating yourself. People live one life, no one is alone. You helped her, she also helped our family. But no matter how great the favor, you cannot repay it despite yourself. Hearing this, tears immediately welled up in my eyes. Mother-in-law covered her mouth and cried like a child. She always thought she hid it very well. But it turned out that the person who understood her best soon saw through all her efforts. Luc Canh Hoa flipped
to the end of the letter. The last paragraph was written to him. "Canh Hoa, if you see this letter, don't just be angry with your mother." "Her whole life she is most afraid of disturbing others." "You have to be a little more stubborn than her, pull her back." "Don't let her put you in last place." Luc Canh Hoa's eyes were red, he didn't say anything for a long time. The mother-in-law reached out to take back the letter.