The deserted house
Come what may, the confrontation between the old mother and her daughter-in-law remained unresolved. Every week, she had to sweep her mother's room and endure the nauseating stench of her chewed betel quids and uncared-for toilet.
Dien had a close shave the other day at a railway barrier that ran through the city near her office. The barrier guard was in great fear when he saw the girl appear out of nowhere and stand motionlessly in the middle of the rail.
One early morning in late autumn, Hau caught the express train from the South to Ha Noi, then went upstream to the mountainous district capital of Yen to pay homage to her ex-husband Hien, who had just died of a brain haemorrhage.
Having received the Decision of the Provincial Education Department, Thanh prepared everything in a hurry before heading to Duong Son, a mountainous district 200 kilometers from home, to start his teaching job.
As one of the few leading figures in the national performing arts world, he lived on meagre wages from the State budget in a shabby house provided by the government with his wife and three sons.
His house was next to mine, but when I grew up, I did not know him. Mother told me that he joined the army when I was still very small. Only his mother, old Hai, was left living alone, selling sundries. We shared a hundred-year-old terminalia tree.
Autumn, many thanks!
When our Literature-Encouraging Camp*, whose members were almost on the wrong side of fifty, started its new course, Tram joined us three days later. She appeared among us like a breath of fresh air while we were in the large hall.
Colourful life
On the wedding day, in her simplicity, Dung looked so beautiful by Toan's side. After half a year of being married, Dung was still so shy that she dared not embrace Toan whenever he drove her on his motorbike to the market or to visit a friend.
As a wounded soldier with a lot of bomb splinters in my chest, arm and leg from the crucial fights at the ancient citadel of Quang Tri, I felt terrible pain in bad weather. But I was lucky to be alive, as most of my comrades-in-arms laid down their lives there.
Hearing that high-handed voice, the old man quickly recognised that something bad was about to happen, so he got out of the gunnysack and sat on all fours. His hunchback was higher than his neck.
Today, he felt terrible pain in his belly due to heavy work. He made more than a hundred bricks a day, as a rule. Poor man, he was now mercilessly tortured on the bed after several rounds of drink with his employees!


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