My life bitter residents dead parents not incense smoke

The day would go to work on him also has a gift for me. When the boiled manioc, when dill Dragonfly with bamboo leaves he enlist do at lunch gifts his daughter. She's not my happiness lasts for long, I'm 13 years old, my father died in a traffic accident. Shortly after the funeral, his paternal grandparents chased my mother out of the House. Me and my mom moved in a brick house three-ball lụp xụp that he built for the sex trade. The baby's extreme poverty at poetry, there were when I thought I would never get married, in forever beside my mother take care of her, with her .and gauge.

Poor House but my mom still fasting go despite swallow study. She's known, on the one hand want to escape poverty, on the one hand wishing for his paternal grandparents to see grandchildren daughter will more than all the other nephew, I plunge into the study, the result is that I have to be on the University City. On parting, I Boo, cry in my mother, my grandparents to take all the time, my mother was alone in his hometown, nobody cry. Up the city school, while you mesmerized, mesmerized love then I plunge into the study and search the job doing more to help stupid parents. Off the field, unable to go home because hardly promotion opportunities, I stayed in Hanoi to examination on a foreign company. Gradually life prosper, I was home for my mom. Her work, I forget love, forgot to get married. Parents urged to retire but my mind still in the shelves in such caring parents, childhood pain too great influence to me.

However, love to say things. I see you, a partner of the company. He was the original Hanoi, to study in the uk about, talk very cultured but witty, cute. I indulged in the crazed love along with him. Listen to the story of my life, he gently hugged me on the Palm, the only I could: "don't you worry, I taken together, you will treat your mother like you treated mother!". Saying he's as cool water line of wool into mind heavy melancholy capital. Love each other round the year we were married.

Happy idea as full, but ironically, the House my husband very patriarchal. My mother-in-law asked the couple to move about in the same house her husband. But don't blame me, but she does not like every time the couple about their homeland. Enough my dad accidentally leave coincides with the death anniversary of his grandfather. He was also the purpose, I is not default, the strawberry is absent. From when you get, I've never been lit for my father on his death anniversary would incense compression. Justified I don't get about the grave for algae. One year, I was only home on mosquito nets two new year and then the next morning not just to do the ceremony turned yellow along her husband's family. Every time there is something, the only thing I can do is send back to the parent bank out of rubble three million to Ms. lo, here I am. In my heart always guard his wing's real tastes ...

Taken together the three months I was pregnant. My baby was born as the eldest son, is the nephew of religious destination. Grandma Honey I like the thin egg, pet-care wholeheartedly. Parents have arranged in the countryside up help stupid me at birth. But, my husband's mother won out, not to parents what to do. Maybe she was afraid my mom is yokel, child care in the way of science. Afraid to stay eat do not sit and then, not yet rounded the week my mother was home. My son is 4 years old but still don't know how grandmother side. Every time I would tell you about home visiting her grandmother, the mother of my husband cheating phắt. She scared enough Friday, does the road away from strenuous, son scared away tired, then back home not dirty sanitary, would then fear I climb down the ponds naughty bastard ... In General, the Institute at you the reason to ban me bring you home.

How many years of enduring, I so hate. Tell you the truth, I found my husband's mother looks exactly like my grandparents. The only other is the evil she had way more culture, and I've been lucky over my mother is born are nephews heir to their line. Also my husband, the House considered the promise his wife as his home was being wind blown away Titus afternoon I where I don't know. Every time the couple confided, I select the word player you only I could let go of the sentence: "voila, the salary he had brought me, I met rice sauce material that worry me!". Recently, every time I remind him of home, he and wife story sounding um: "say that LAM, keep harping on about this House Strawberry do, how many years I still haven't broken off?". I just expect you to stand in my way, is the only daughter of the family that thought. I just hope he remembered my old mother is lonely places on the day miss you, expecting you to do anything without it.

A year ago my mother seriously ill and then died. Her eyes that only the single cooperating is to meet his grandson guy but not be the mother of my husband agrees. my mother died, until my mother at my husband just for my child to grandmother must hand pieced together once, she won't let you out of the cemetery at lower points. Through 49, and 100 on my mother, she's also not about the visit, just sent my husband a satire of the envelope stack.

From the day my mother died, I always felt the bag Department, the altar two instruments at home, nobody. Times would go home see a thick layer of dust sticking on the pictured two Chanh long stuff, I. Time in, I also think how to put bowls of incense along di photo of two instruments up to city I was caring, worship. There were times, I'm my husband's mother church Board parents lay in the room for guests in excess. She expressed dissatisfaction. Understand that doing so is difficult for her husband, for her husband, then I think the other way.

Few months ago, there was a small house along the lane with my family for sale. Area but just not yet 20 m, but I decided the steep amount of strenuous labour, bought the House with the intention to have a place to worship their native father. Yesterday evening, my husband and the making of the altar table with my parents in the new House. I do not doubt at the time, my mother my husband stand outside has heard it all. Her plunge into the room when the couple I'm talking. She rushes, constantly on me and screamed: "A! I have to teach children this was a mixture of strawberry. You buy a new home, plan to drag my husband, and son to move out of this House. The tao of laying out to the cardboard nest my house, not to bring up factory lines make him worship me! ".

She even takes a smart, angry I im compound bear the battle. But my mother my husband continued name-calling: "the right is not class. You do not teach your wife you Proceed? Right, the line would look like yours, make it also the new born ones like it! ". Listen to she said, I like the full glass of water add a drop spills, I whisked her hand up in the region and said: "my Mom can picking rampage. But don't do this to your parents, please respect the deceased! ". My mother-in-law leaned more to pull over face, beating up on my head. Too crowded, I tears, standing up, hold the mi movement of the hands, eyes, "mother-in-law Mrs. im right for me! You have no computer people, it's too wickedly! ". My husband saw her scenes right from the first minute. My mother hit me, swear at me, insulted my mother, Dad, he did not intervene. But at the time, he left to help parents are stunned and my ears a real strong canvas: "She just shut your mouth immediately. She woke up too. Don't get behind the leg, Australia's over the top. I have yet to tell her mother when alive lack lack, decent burial at death also solemnly not to lose anyone anywhere that she must be so tragic! ". Hear that, my heart fell.

Last night, I was with my husband to take care of her mother. Throughout the night I do not wink. I gently Pack. In the early morning, at everyone's asleep, I hugged my tiptoe out of the House, catch a train soon returned to his homeland. My son sleeps good in my heart, don't know her mother is carrying the heavy bag. The phone is ringing, my husband called. Perhaps you already know I carry you away from home. I shut down the computer. Despite what happened, I decided this time to my children, once knelt before the grave of his grandfather, grandmother, grandchild grandparent. For you to fulfill filial and serene soul for me.=