Chapter 5 — The Fifth Year After Reconciliation

8.

"Ah lady! The foreign family is really so interesting!"

Looking at the courtyard full of swords, spears and sticks, Thien Phuc was like a little bear lost in a honey nest, running left and right, looking and touching, his joy was unspeakable. My mother also burst out laughing when she saw that.

"This child really looks exactly like your father..."

When I heard that, I suddenly realized. Thien Phuc is not like me, nor is he like Mo Hac, but he is strangely similar to my father. Looking at it using its tiny body to swing a spear with a red tassel in the middle of the yard, the corners of my eyes suddenly warmed up. Mother said, my father has never seen Thien Phuc's appearance. In a few days, it will be the anniversary of his father's death. He will ask someone to draw a picture of Thien Phuc and burn it for his father to see.

"There's also little sister! We're the only one in our family. If they saw little sister, they would definitely say: 'It's just like you when you were little!'"

As she spoke, her mother exclaimed.

“My house has not been this bustling for a long time…” “If every day from now on could be like that, how good would it be…”

At that moment, the housekeeper outside the hospital came to report that there was a guest coming to pay his respects. I originally thought it was my father's sworn brother who came to visit. Since my father passed away, those brothers often came to visit and help my mother and me. But unexpectedly, the people being led in... were not the familiar uncles. It was a figure half a head taller than me, with a strange yet somewhat familiar face.

"Ah lady! You... you're really not dead yet!" “You… are really back!”

A man with a face that resembled me six or seven times, was walking quickly towards me. That is — Tham Lan. 9. Seeing Tham Lan walking quickly towards me, I didn't go forward to meet him. Instead, I turned around and walked straight towards the weapon rack... Just as he was about to step in front of me, I immediately picked up a wooden stick from the weapon rack, swept it horizontally, and blocked the two of us.

“Master Shen, are you afraid you have identified the wrong person?” “I am not your lady.”

At that moment, Thien Phuc - who was playing in the yard with weapons - heard the movement, quickly took the long spear and ran to my side.

“Who are you! Why are you screaming so loudly!” “This is my aunt!”

As he spoke, Thien Phuc stood in front of me, looking small but looking like he wanted to protect his mother. The person in front of him - Tham Lan - heard that and also looked at the child who was only as tall as his waist, his small face was full of belligerence.

"A-niang, who is he? Why does he call you a-nang?" "Ah lady! Do you really not recognize me? I'm Lan Nhi!"

Tham Lan frowned, his eyes staring at me without blinking. He looks a bit like me, but his eyebrows and eyes still have Tham Nam Tinh's features.

“Who are you!” "How disgusting! This is my aunt, not your aunt!"

Thien Phuc's small mouth is as smart as his father's. Those who love love endlessly, those who hate never stop being angry. Seeing that situation, my mother also arrived in time and quickly stepped forward to reconcile:

“You two are blood brothers, stop fighting!”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he heard that, Thien Phuc turned his head to look at me, his face full of fear:

“Ah lady!” "This guy's hair is whiter than his father's! His eyes are darker than Vuong Tai's dog me!" “How can we say we are brothers! It makes more sense for you to call him A Thuc!”

10. Indeed, looking at Tham Lan in front of him: his hair was prematurely gray, his eyes were heavily dark, his face was haggard, and his charisma was clearly lost. Studying is inherently a noble path, for it he devotes all his heart and body, not just him. It's just that maybe he inherited half of my wisdom, but wanting to move forward is not as easy as Tham Nam Tinh, so he has to pay more. But I don't feel guilty at all - because it's all his own path. In the end, it was still the mother who made arrangements, leaving Tham Lan to stay at the mansion for dinner. Thien Phuc saw this and immediately clung to me, cooing and asking me to feed him cakes. Unable to stand that coy appearance, I had to break the cake into small pieces and feed a piece to Thien Phuc. On the other side, someone frowned and shouted softly:

“That's so impolite!” "A man and a woman of seven years old are not the same. They are so grown up and still let their mother feed them?" “It's shameless!”

Hearing that, Thien Phuc hugged his stomach and laughed:

“Who doesn't know shame?” "You're just jealous because your wife loves me more!" "Besides, you can't sit on the same tray at the age of seven!" "I'm only four years old, why can't I eat with my wife?"

After saying that, Thien Phuc turned around and hugged me, his voice whining:

“Ah lady! I want to eat more! Feed me quickly~” “Ah~ it's so delicious!”

"It's true: Having a mother is like pearls like gold, Without a mother is like grass and straw!"