Chapter 15 — Thirty Years Later, We Brought Mom Home

The opposing lawyer immediately fell silent. Go to the second category. Stores. Tham Ngoc Nhu agreed to return the two apartments. Tri Dao replied: The opposing lawyer shook his head.

"Cannot."

Tri Dao pushed the bank statement over.

"Thirty years of rent..."

"We haven't even calculated compound interest yet."

The opposing lawyer bent down to have a small conversation with Tham Ngoc Nhu. Her face became more and more ugly. Coming to the third category. Shares of old factory land. Tham Ngoc Nhu wants to use cash to pay. This time I spoke up.

"No money needed."

"Return shares."

She looked at me.

"The old factory site is about to be renovated, involving many partners."

"Even if you take it back, you won't be able to manage it."

I calmly replied:

"There's no need for you to worry."

She gritted her teeth.

"You deliberately made things difficult for me."

I nodded. Once again... She didn't know how to respond. Only then did Tri Chau speak up.

"There's medical guardianship and taking care of dad in the future."

Tham Ngoc Nhu smiled coldly.

"What? Now you guys still want to take away the reputation of filial piety?"

Tri Chau looked straight at her.

"For thirty years you have taken care of him."

"Reasonable expenses for care, we recognize."

"From now on, treatment and old age care will be arranged by us three sisters."

"You still have the right to visit."

"But do not arbitrarily take him out of the hospital."

Tham Ngoc Nhu's fingers trembled slightly.

"You guys..."

"Even he wants to take it from me?"

I looked at her.

"He's not an item."

"Doesn't belong to anyone."

Tham Ngoc Nhu's eyes were red. Tears fell very slowly.

"My thirty years..."

"What's the point anyway?"

No one answered. That question should not have been asked of us. She turned to look at me.

"Hua Tri Chanh."

"Are you really not going to leave us any way?"

I put the letter my mother left on the table.

"Did you ever leave room for my three sisters and I?"

She stared at the letter. Finally... Quietly bowed his head. The negotiations lasted for six hours. The final agreement has also been preliminarily agreed upon. Van Giang Cong Quan apartment was returned to my name. At the same time, pay part of the compensation due to misappropriation. The six shop units and all rental profits will be returned to the three of us according to the audit results. The disputed shares at the old factory land continue to be frozen, and after the audit is completed, they will be returned according to regulations. Tham Ngoc Nhu had to hand over her mother's jewelry box, all remaining documents and the key to her old house. Hua Hoanh Vien's treatment and old age care will be in charge of the three sisters. Tham Ngoc Nhu still has visitation rights. But do not interfere with the treatment process. As for the company named after Tham Gia Thu using mortgaged assets against regulations... Will be handled according to the law. Right before signing. Tham Ngoc Nhu suddenly asked me.

"If that year..."

"I don't do those things..."

"Do you guys accept me?"

I looked at her. She paused. I continued.

"We won't hate you either."

She bowed her head. Laughed softly.

"So..."

"That's it."

She signed her name. The tip of the pen glides across the paper. The sound is very quiet. Tham Ngoc Nhu took one out of her bag black jewelry box. Box corners are worn. The lock is still the same old lock. She pushed the box in front of me.

"There are a few items missing inside."

"I sold it."

"Get the money to pay off Gia Thu's debt."

Her voice was very calm.

"I'm not pretending anymore."

"I'm partial to it."

"He is my son."

I opened the box. Inside there are still mother's pearl earrings. An old ring. Some photos. As for the jade pendant... It has been sealed as evidence. I closed the box.

"She loves her son..."

"I have no opinion."

I looked straight at her.

"You shouldn't use my mother's things to raise your son."

Tham Ngoc Nhu said nothing. When I got up to leave. Her back was bent a lot. She stopped.

"Your father..."

"When I was young..."

"Not that kind of person."

I calmly replied:

"What kind of person did he become..."

"It's his own debt."

"Not our excuse."

Tham Ngoc Nhu did not turn back. That evening. I went to the rehabilitation hospital. Hua Hoanh Vien sat next to the bed. Practicing arm raises. See me. He immediately became tense.

"...So what?"

I nodded slightly.

"For now, it's signed."

He breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at me cautiously.

"Tri Chanh..."

I stood next to the hospital bed. He swallowed very slowly.

"...Ask for..."