Chapter 11 — The Fateful Trial

investigation.” Lam Mai finally panicked: "I'm only worried about the boy's household registration, I don't know about the other things." Tong Uyen suddenly burst out laughing. The laughter is very light but makes people's scalp cold.

“You don't know? Lam Mai, are you going to push everything to me now?

Lam Mai's face darkened: "Don't be rude." Tong Uyen looked at her, tears and resentment welling up:

“In the past, she criticized my family for being poor and forced me to leave Ha Tuan. She said as long as I hand over the child, she will give me some money. But then you guys threw the boy to my mother and didn't even accept the household registration. Now that the Ha family's family is preparing to clear compensation (remove land compensation), she remembers that she still has this grandson. She forced me to drag him back, forced him to change his name, forced him to enter Duong Hoa's household registration. She said that as long as Duong Hoa agrees, the boy will be given a resettlement ratio."

Everyone was stunned. I finally understood. Not because of love. It's not because of the child either. It's for compensation and relief. I looked at Ha Tuan: "You also know that the ancestral family is about to be compensated?" Ha Tuan said nothing. I gently asked: "You want to register Ha Binh as my son, to get another house?" Lam Mai immediately objected: "That is the Ha family's property, what does it have to do with you?" I laughed: "So you guys use my signature, my identity, use my son's name, and at the end you still ask if it has anything to do with me?" Ha Binh stood rooted to the spot, his face as unsightly as a blank piece of paper. He thought he was finally accepted by his family. Now I hear that I'm just a tool to get more houses. Phung Le Le sobbed: "There is also a recording on the phone. My mother once met that girl." Tong Uyen glared at her. Vuong Xao Tran's face also changed immediately. The police officer asked: “Where is the phone?” Phung Le Le shook her head: "It was taken away and won't be returned to me." I looked at the person picking up the phone on the screen. Tong Uyen turned away. But Lam Mai suddenly calmed down. She slowly sat down on the auditorium chair.

“Without a phone, whatever you say is useless. Even if there is a problem with the signature, it is because Tong Uyen alone did it. It has nothing to do with the Ha family.”

She raised her eyes and looked at me, lowering her voice to warn:

“Duong Hoa, if you're smart, don't make a fuss anymore. Your son is still young, the future is still very long."

This is no longer a reminder. This is a threat. Just as I was about to speak, the baby An An in my arms suddenly cried. The boy cried very loudly, his arms waving wildly in the air. When I bent down to comfort my child, the file bag on my lap slid down. A piece of paper fell out from inside. That is a copy of An An's birth certificate. When Tong Uyen saw that piece of paper, his eyes suddenly changed. She stared at the code on the birth certificate, her lips trembling. My heart sank: "What are you looking at?" Tong Uyen suddenly rushed forward and pointed at the paper:

“This birth certificate is incorrect. This series of codes... I once saw it in another set of documents."

10 As soon as Tong Uyen's words came out, Lam Mai's face finally changed. She leaned hard on the floor with her cane, her voice high-pitched: "What nonsense do you want to talk about again?" Tong Uyen didn't even look at her, just stared at the copy Birth certificate in my hand.

"This code, I have actually seen it before. Not at the hospital. But in Ha Binh's household registration documents."

My fingers clenched tightly: "Please say it clearly." Tong Uyen's neck rolled slightly, as if she had finally been forced to the limit.

"The day Lam Mai asked me to sign, there was a copy of the newborn's birth certificate on the table. The baby's name on it was also Ha An An. The code sequence was identical to this one."