Part 18
The meeting of father and son and memories.
The next morning, at a famous luxury villa in the city, Phuc stopped his car in front of a house with a majestic bronze gate. He rang the bell and the same maid he knew from the past opened the door to welcome him.
-Oh, Mr. Phuc, it’s Mr. Phuc, it’s been a long time since you’ve been home, come in, have you eaten anything so I can cook.
-Hello, thank you, but I just had breakfast. Are you still well? I have some fresh fruit, please wash it for me.
-Give it here, go burn incense for your mother and grandparents, your father just finished exercising , is taking a bath now, he should be coming out to eat breakfast
soon. -Yes, let me go burn incense for everyone.
On the second floor of the villa, there is a separate, very solemn corner with abundant sunlight, windows to welcome the wind and familiar sounds of nature. This place doesn’t have too many things, it’s very neat and clean. The most prominent thing in the room was the altar with 3 photos placed in the middle, surrounded by fresh flowers and fruits that were changed every day.
Phuc took out 3 incense sticks, lit them, and placed them for each person in turn. He prayed as if talking to his grandparents and mother.
– Grandparents, mother, do you see me? I’m grown up now, a manager who helps my father and thousands of workers. Everyone must be very happy. Everyone can rest in peace, no one needs to worry about me anymore.
He lit the incense and stood there for a long time, no one knew what he said. Only when the incense stick burned down 1/3 did he turn around and go downstairs. Downstairs
, Mr. Danh was having his meal. He might have heard his footsteps but he didn’t turn around.
– Hello, Dad.
– Yes.
Phuc came behind him and said hello. He still didn’t turn around, just answered briefly and continued eating. 2, 3 minutes later, he put down his chopsticks, after calling the maid to clear the table, he said to him.
– Sit down.
Phuc sat down, a row away from him, in front of his brother who always cowered like a child waiting to hear a punishment, even though he didn’t know what he wanted to say.
-Do you know why I met you today?
-No, I don’t know.
Phuc answered while pouring water for his father. Mr. Danh took the glass of water and then continued to speak.
-Last night, you and that girl Chi must have gone out, right?
Phuc nodded slightly.
-Yes.
-So what do you think?
Phuc thought for a few seconds before speaking.
-I think she is beautiful, cute, has a pure, cheerful soul and is especially a very filial daughter. She is also a simple person, eager to learn healthy hobbies, not fussy and very feminine. She said she likes listening to Trinh’s music, Anh Bang’s music. Duc Tri is also improving his foreign language, learning to make tea, knitting and will go on a trip with his mother one day soon.
-I know a little about those things, you don’t have to list them like that, what I don’t know and want to ask you is your attitude. Are you sincere with her, are you determined to move forward or want to flirt around. Remember this is Vietnam, not the loose country in the West where you used to be.
-No, I’m not like them, even when I was there I only knew one person, when she knew I was coming back to Vietnam, she tried to stop me but she couldn’t, so we broke up.
-Have you forgotten completely?
-I will forget.
-What you say is what you do, you have to commit to a long-term relationship with her before you continue, she is a gentle, innocent person, not worth you making her suffer and then abandoning her. There are already too many people who have suffered because of you, don’t add anyone else.
-Yes, I know, I’m sorry.
-Okay, now how do you plan to commit and continue with Chi for a long time, if not then end it all.
Phuc asked himself, he knew he was a little moved by Chi, he could also say he liked her a little. But if he considered whether he was moved enough to go long-term, he was not sure. But looking at his father’s attitude, he was afraid that if he hesitated, he would easily displease him, which he did not dare to do. So Phuc gathered all his determination to answer.
-Yes, I will seriously pursue her, I will not make her or anyone else suffer.
Mr. Danh had made him choose, but he was also not sure if what he had just said was what he wanted or not, because after hearing his answer, he felt a little choked up. But then he immediately dismissed that slight discomfort, because he was only moved by one person and that person was gone, with another person the feeling was just like the wind, fleeting and nothing would remain.
-So now every weekend I will return to the city to invite her out, also buy flowers, give gifts, okay?
-It’s up to you, but I advise you not to forget to give her mother a gift, she loves her mother very much.
-Yes, I will find some nutritious food for her.
-Sigh, she is not suitable to use such things, and don’t look for random kidney tonics. If she is bored up here, try to buy her some tea ceremony or cooking classes. At the end of the year, buy her and her child a few-day travel package for the two of them to enjoy the spring. Put your care into the gift, don’t focus on the form.
It has been 11 years since Phuc heard his father’s teachings, the last time was when he was preparing to board the plane to England. At that time, he only told him a few words, and he still remembers
them now. -“I don’t need you to be better than others, nor do I need you to study to look good in my eyes. You just need to remember that your mother is watching you, study and work to make her smile. That is the least a man can do.”
This time he told him more and more meticulously, he had to be more determined to do it well, he answered seriously.
-Yes, I remember, I will definitely do it.
Mr. Danh said nothing more but stood up and walked back to his room, before closing the door he said out loud enough for Phuc to hear clearly.
-From now on, you can often come to burn incense for your mother, she misses you very much.
-Yes, I will often come back.
Just because of that sentence, Phuc was so happy that he wanted to scream, because this was always what he had wished for.
Mr. Danh stood from the office looking through the window, he held a photo frame in his hand, caressed it and talked to it.
-You see, your son has grown up, the person he wants to pursue is a beautiful, kind girl, and also has many features similar to you.
Likes knitting, making tea and listening to Anh Bang’s music, Chi’s hobbies accidentally reminded him of the old, dear image. Sadly, that image is gone but in his heart it has never faded.
He looked at the old photo, fascinated. On it, a young woman with a simple, rustic beauty was smiling. Just a simple floral shirt, her hair braided to one side and a shy smile, but the girl’s gentle beauty made it hard for people to forget.
Memories seemed to come back to life in his mind, a late afternoon, in a small house at the foot of the hill, the shadow of the village girl on the porch sewing a shirt, her mouth humming a melodious song.
At that time, Danh was very young, probably the same age as Phuc now. He had left the film crew, given up his job at the radio station because he had found his destiny, he chose to come here to build happiness and start a career for nearly 5 years.
Today was a tiring day and not as he wanted, he carried bamboo and walked all the way to the market but the price they paid was not worth it. Carrying that frustration, he walked back dejectedly, but as soon as he heard the song, his smile returned to his lips.
Danh crept closer, trying not to be discovered, then he chose the best angle to observe her. She had been his wife for 3 years, their son was 2 years old this year, but Danh had never stopped being infatuated with her. Her
long hair like a waterfall, her skin as white as a peeled egg, her oval face, dimples and her pretty mouth. Her two hands skillfully sewed each needle and thread to finish her husband’s shirt before dark. The scene was strangely peaceful, making all of Danh’s frustration and fatigue disappear.
He moved closer, wanting to surprise his wife, but at this moment his wife was tired and had to stretch. Her two arms were raised high, forming a straight line with her back, her chest in front was arched out, full as if wanting to tear the thin shirt. Behind her, her massive buttocks were protruding, curving as if burning people’s eyes. The figure of a woman with a child was not intentionally showing off but was enough to make him extremely excited. Danh couldn’t bear it, he swallowed hard and then leaned behind, hugged his wife’s waist, he whispered in her ear.
– Honey, I’m home. What have you been doing all afternoon? Have you missed me?
She was startled, but when Danh’s familiar masculine scent filled her nose and she heard his sweet words, she smiled happily and meekly replied.
– Oh… honey, you’re home early, have you sold all the bamboo yet? Wait for me a bit, there are only a few more stitches left and I’ll prepare dinner for you.
Danh didn’t let go, but held her tighter, letting his rough, calloused hand slide over her skin.
– Don’t rush, just sit still so I can massage you to relieve your fatigue, we can do it together.
His mouth was on her neck and he was breathing, his hand also slid up, touching her bra. Goosebumps appeared everywhere, her hand tried to hold his hand, her mouth begged intermittently.
– Oh… honey, don’t, Phuc has been fussing all afternoon, now he’s sleeping… if you make noise, what will happen when the baby wakes up.
-If he dares to ruin my good thing, I will beat his ass until it is swollen…uhm, my wife smells so good, please me, I will do it gently, our child will not know…chuck.
His two cunning hands had already held her two snow pears and fondled them through her shirt, behind him he also pressed his hard penis tightly against her ass crack. Her legs trembled, one hand on the table, the other hand holding his neck to stand firm, her breathing was showing signs of being heavy.
-You…gentle, just weaned, your breasts are full…do it hard and it will hurt.
Danh turned his wife around, picked her up and placed her on the table, his mouth lovingly kissed her, and his two hands also stopped being so eager.
-Uhm…chuck…chuck…I miss my wife so much…
Danh’s thick lips completely covered his wife’s lips, he sucked, pulled, bit, then pushed his tongue inside. While her mouth was completely invaded, below, two big hands had pulled back her bra and started to fondle. Two plump, full breasts, nipples still leaking milk, just by feeling them with his hands, Danh also knew how round and beautiful they were.
The experienced hand of love was stirring up the village girl’s desire, and even though she had been his wife for 3 years, her purity and shyness were quickly defeated by her husband’s boldness and cunning. All resistance at this time was just a formality, she began to demand and felt itchy between her legs. Only when the other hand reached into the waistband of her elastic pants did she suddenly use both hands to hold his hands back.
-Honey, you can’t go out here, let’s go inside.
Danh’s desire burned, he wanted a moment of more passionate and daring, he tried to hold his wife tight, continuing to use his hands to take off the worn elastic pants.
-Oh…honey, come inside, come inside, I will please you…uh…don’t stay here…I’m shy…uh, honey…