Chapter 17 — Three hours before the wedding, I locked the house as a dowry

Three days later, Chuc Dong Nghieu proactively called me.

“I can also provide some additional documents.”

“Including records of cash receipts and transfer transactions of Ton Thu Binh for me.”

He doesn't hide anymore. Because Ton Thu Binh has begun to find a way to push all responsibility onto the repair company. She said: Cash receipt. Explanation for capital contribution. Signed page. All are arbitrarily operated by Dong Nghieu Decor. Wish Dong Nghieu does not want to be the one to bear the blame. Among the additional documents is a photo of the WeChat transaction. Remitter: Ton Thu Binh. Document arrangement fee. Transfer date: July 28. There is also a chat. Ton Thu Binh message:

"Cash receipts and capital contribution statements must all be included in the repair records."

"That way it will be easier to explain later."

Chuc Dong Nghieu replied:

"The owner has not signed yet."

"The risk is huge."

Ton Thu Binh:

"The mother already signed it."

"After getting married, can a girl still turn the sky?"

A moment later. Wish Dong Nghieu sent another message:

"You guys handle the fingerprints yourself."

"I won't touch it."

Just that one sentence... Pushed the responsibility for falsifying fingerprints back to the Phan family. After that, Chuc Dong Nghieu also revealed another story.

“From the beginning, Ton Thu Binh did not just aim for the house.”

“Phan Khai Nam owes money to outside parties.”

“He made a model of buying construction materials together.”

“Deposit received but goods could not be delivered.”

“The La family requires the male side to have a house.”

“Ton Thu Binh wants Khai Nam to marry La Nhue.”

“Then use the La family's bride price money to turn around the debt.”

Listen here. Every last piece of the puzzle gradually fits together. Not long after. La Nhue sent me another photo of the debt collection message. The sender requested Phan Khai Nam to pay: 162,000 yuan for construction materials. The last line also reads:

"Didn't you say that the house in Nam Que Ly can be guaranteed?"

I looked at the screen for a long time. Finally understood. Phan Khai Nam never simply wanted to stay. What he needs... Is a house that looks like a bridal suite. A house that can be used to stabilize the La family. A home can buy you time with creditors. A house used to draw for others to see. That evening. Ton Thu Binh arranged to meet me at the Nam Que Ly residence. Tham Le and Manh Mien stood not far away. I turn on recording. Ton Thu Binh raised his head to look at the window of apartment 402. His voice carried a rare tiredness.

“This house is really small.”

“But Khai Nam said…”

“Small is better than none.”

I looked at her.

“Who made the fingerprints?”

Ton Thu Binh still looked up at the window. It took a long time to reply. The voice was so low it was almost inaudible.

“Khai Nam.”

That was the first time I saw Ton Thu Binh not acting. Do not cry in front of relatives. Do not use your elder status to force others. Do not mention the words "one family". Just a mother. A person has miscalculated every debt in his life. Standing downstairs in someone else's house. Said she had no choice.

“I thought I would make it up to you later.”

Ton Thu Binh said.

“Waiting for Khai Nam to pass this stage.”

“Wait for Nghien Chu to earn more money.”

“I will buy you a bigger apartment.”

I looked at her ta.

“Do you believe those words yourself?”

Ton Thu Binh did not answer. The wind blew from the alley of the old apartment complex. The hallway light flashed once. Her shadow stretched across the cement floor. Then it broke off at the edge of the steps. When saying the name "Khai Nam". It doesn't sound like you're accusing your son. It was more like admitting that... The thing she had tried so hard to protect all these years had rotted to the point where it couldn't be hidden any longer. I wrote down that entire sentence. Not soft-hearted. Not gloating either. Just quietly save the recording file. After the conversation downstairs, Nam Que Ly. Ton Thu Binh left very slowly. She didn't ask me for help. Don't let out any more threats. I looked at that back. There is no feeling of victory in my heart. A mother pushes another mother and son into the mud because of her son. That's not a pitiful thing. Which is a danger. I can understand Ton Thu Binh's fear. But I will not bear the consequences of that fear for her.