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We have had two daughters, big kid 10 years, child up 8, docile and very lovely. Though the couple's income is not too high but in town, my family also lives in relatively stable.

But organised a pain so I was the eldest son, behind three sisters are already married. The responsibility of the "gap" were married on me right from the beginning. When my wife is expecting her first child, my parents and they have low desert of tha low inland. Until know it's baby girl, my mother although very hurt your child you but also "alarmed" that told my spouse that "waiting for her hard and then worry that older guy laying right, Yes." Mother says so, my wife is upset, she breathes are short of coal long said if parents know what destination you heavily religious husband like this, she has the "wild ball" that grab me.

Although in the worried well [172] but I still try to motivate his wife. Then when her head is over a year old, because of "pressure" from grandparents, my husband was preparing to welcome a second child. Not so lucky was the pregnancy , my wife is a doctor, said she has a tumor growing together growing fetus, may will have surgery to remove the uterus or dissection in the worst situations. So is the birth date of the second girl, also the day my wife permanently unable to breed again. Closing the son from the hospital to go home, look at the face of his depressed wife that my heart sighs, don't know what to do.

My wife cried throughout, she also said ready to divorce me, raised two kids so I go looking for "who" for his paternal grandparents. I then take my heart would also, but just to see my parents on wilting doused the old, short breath and then compare their homes long coal with other houses in the village had cycled home to his nephews son, I see her immensely.

Then, in a single shipment from HO CHI MINH CITY North Gate out, my car is broken between the late night. The road hog-pass, waving thanks to those trucks through assistance but the car damaged too badly, either have to wait until morning to call for rescue. Sitting smoke through the sleepy, I see the faint lights car not far from where broken. Lock the car door, I follow the lights go backwards down the slope.

A house painting roofing is located between a luxuriant garden left trees piece. The front looks like a consistent sales but has closed. To call the landlord, I see your lights and a woman about 30 years old range out to open the door. She looked at me surprised, I rushed to explain she out my car is broken and want to please be asleep thanks.

Hesitate a little bit, and then the girl pushed the door wide, small house but neat and tidy. The House has only a single bed, girls make for her intention also arrange sleeping on the bamboo only. I stop and spend is in the only bamboo. Strange, hard to sleep, I come up out the patio to sit outside suctioning magnet suddenly pouring rain pelting. She also host up, told me to sit in the House-so the rain wet the sick easily.

In the rain and the cold of the mountain forests, non-Dolphin I heard her story, about why a child alone between the forest away. This House is the capital of the parents, two brothers married and going to eat at a distance, is his daughter, were birth defects in legs, walking difficulties should also not be the husband, nodded in that same old parents. Two years ago, my dad seriously ill and then died, and my mother, she took me about my sister visits new swept-born grandchildren.

The girl told me that every voice choking with tears ceaselessly, nghèn fall. Empathy with the plight of the children, I grasped the hand em, encouragement. Children turn up looking at me, his voice interrupted "fate for me to meet you, I like to please show me a child. I promise never to bother anything to him at all. "

A man, a woman between late-night bar away, again thank you woman scene, I was nodding of approval. After shipment, so the glitch in the signing of the contract, should the company I left not take orders through the gate again. The story of the night and the rain missed the speed and less fortunate daughter also faded in my mind.

More than two years later, I had the occasion to go back that way. Through the right slope, phase I stopped the car on, the abdomen you. The House still is, the only other daytime Cafe is open. I sat round face, full of sales, fatty than I see. Right next to the children is a boy out for more than a year old, bụ bẫm, who plays a drunk car made of plastic. Look at the boy, I like it, because the people I tall as casting, no different though is a small stroke. Hui long stupor, I voiced known my name, I raise up look I rejoice.

Despite the dream I can't believe that, only once "both high esteem" by Miss speed, I had a baby out of wedlock, a son's Grand khỉnh, just like I like, things that my parents had troubled sighing years. Now I'm wondering too, don't know what to do anymore?=