Chapter 3 — The Most Calculating Person Is You

4. When I got home, I soothed the two children to sleep. Closing the door, I pulled Ly Dong - who was still sitting leisurely in front of the computer - up. "I bought a gift for my parents, what right do you have to give it to your sister?" "Didn't you say you wouldn't go to your mother's house this year? Leaving these things for free is a waste, let Nam Nam bring them home to meet her boyfriend's parents, to make a good impression." Ly Dong blinked, looking as if he completely didn't understand what I was angry about. "Those are my gifts." Buy it for my parents! Even if you don't come back, you can still send it by delivery! Who gave you the right to freely give my things to someone else?!" "Nam Nam is my sister, she has called you sister-in-law for many years." Ly Dong frowned, his face still not understanding: "We're all family, why do you keep calculating in such detail?" "Calculating? Do you know how long it took me to prepare those things, how many places I went to, how much money it cost?!" Having finished speaking, I pulled out all the purchase receipts and threw them straight in his face. Papers flew around the room like snow. Ly Dong - who usually speaks softly - suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "Money, money, money! Isn't it just money! I'll give it back to you right away! Is there anything else in your mind besides money?! My family doesn't need any of your things!" Right after that, my phone vibrated. It was not Ly Dong's transfer notice, but a message in her husband's family group - more than thirty people, including grandparents and relatives. Ly Dong @everyone in the group: "Sorry everyone for bothering you. Because I arbitrarily handled the gifts that Phuong Phuong prepared for her parents, she got angry and asked me to compensate. Because my salary card is paid monthly, I am temporarily unable to pay. I hope my aunts, uncles, brothers and sisters will help me contribute this amount."That evening, I received more than a dozen transfer messages from my husband's parents and relatives. Ly Nam's boyfriend also sent me a friend request, saying he wanted to refund me the value of the gifts. I was so disgusted by those money transfers that I didn't even dare open one of them. Obviously, those were the gifts I had carefully chosen for my parents. Obviously, it was Ly Dong who arbitrarily decided that I couldn't go home. But now, why have I become the wrong person in everyone's eyes? 5. After that incident, Ly Dong and I fell into a long cold war. It wasn't until Tiet Mai's family drove my new car back - in an unrecognizable condition. The black box recorded clearly, they drove my car straight into the heart of the desert, with a group of other off-road vehicles racing on the sand dunes. As a result, the paint layer was severely peeled off, the air filter and exhaust pipe were filled with sand, causing a noticeable decrease in engine performance. Even if you take it apart and overhaul it now, you cannot guarantee complete recovery. That means, the car I bought less than half a month ago has turned into a worthless pile of broken iron. I immediately asked Tiet Mai to compensate for the cost of repair and damage to the car. Of course she refused, and loudly said that Ly Dong proactively lent the car, and said "drive whatever you want". Now that the car is broken, I have to take care of it myself, don't try to make money falsely. Soon, from arguing, both sides started fighting. Tiet Mai acted dangerously, and I did not yield. As a result, both were taken straight to the police station. Ly Dong - as an immediate relative - of course had to come. As soon as he entered, he bowed to the police: "Sorry, comrades, my wife has a hot temper and is bothering you." Having finished speaking, he bowed again to Tiet Mai, then held out a thick envelope with both hands: "This is your medicine money and the money you lost due to quitting your job. As for the car, you can leave alone.

If you don't mind, we'll take care of it ourselves." Tiet Mai glanced at him, then happily accepted: "Okay, out of respect for you, I won't calculate anymore. Quickly bring your wife home, she looks like a crazy person."