Chapter 5 (1/2)

Lam Can Dung had just taken a step inside when she saw her sister, Lam Can Am, with a bent body coming out. With her head not raised, the two almost collided.

”Older Sister, where did you want to go? In such a hurry?” Lam Can Dung, in a timely manner, stopped and pulled Lam Can Dung. She looked at her sister with a peaceful and happy expression.

Lam Can Am already had a marriage arrangement with Eldest Cousin, Dao Phuong Duong. Clearly, she was being teased by the future in-laws and ran away in embarra.s.sment.

Sixteen-year-old Lam Can An's blush flushed her entire face red. She did not want to face her younger sister with this face and so gently fixed the ribbons in her sister's hair. Stroking her face, Lam Can An said in an intimate manner: ”Have you eaten? I had visited younger sister this morning, but you had not awakened.” With a hint of beauty from Dao thi, Lam Can An had the face of peach blossoms and a mellifluous voice. Her disposition was sweet; her bearing like creamy pearls.

”Ate a lot. This morning I had a bowl of porridge and four crystal steam buns.” Lam Can Dung took the initiative and reported how much she ate.

In her heart, she felt the sweetness and peace between sisters. She stared at that white and youthful face of Lam Can Am and felt that she couldn't look enough. In her previous life, she didn't know, but she was given another chance. She understood how precious and rare this love and relations.h.i.+p was.

”Really? That's good.” Lam Can Am had forgotten that she was just embarra.s.sed and pulled her younger sister's arm. She slowly said: ”I had from Que-mama. If you have nightmares at night, just switch to my courtyard to sleep.” She knew why her younger sister was scared, but with this kind of matter, she was still a maiden that had yet to marry. She couldn't find the words to speak. She could only comfort her younger sister: ”If it is not our business, it is best forgotten. Mother said, in a few days, she will take us to Lotus Temple to offer incense. We can ask a master to read you some scriptures. It should help.”

Lam Can Dung eyes flashed and she cutely giggled. ”No matter. In these past few days, I have not had nightmares. Last night, it was probably because my hand had placed pressure on my chest.”

How would she dare to sleep with Lam Can Am? If Lam Can Dung spoke in her sleep, what would she do if Lam Can Am heard? She had clearly died; yet, she had returned to the time when she was still young. That kind of weird occurrence, how could she explain? Who would believe it? Worst of all, what if people thought she was crazy? Inauspicious? Nightmares? Compared to the present, that was a nightmare. As time flowed, things will change for the better. If she had to work hard that one time for a more leisurely life, she just had to take care of that marriage. Once it was taken care of, she can sleep peacefully.

Lam Can Am, in an adoring manner, stroked her younger sister's head: ”Good child.”

Lam Can Am was only older than Lam Can Dung by a few years, but her words and actions were like an old madam. The servants giggled at the sight. Lam Can Dung didn't feel impatient; contrarily, her eyes tingled with warmth.

”Ah Dung had already arrived?” Dao thi voice sounded like needles clas.h.i.+ng; her body glowed with health. She walked steadily out of the room, seemingly in a very good mood.

”I will visit grandmother first.” Lam Can Am was once again embarra.s.sed. She turned towards Lam Can Dung and tugged her sleeve slightly before departing.

Lam Can Dung loudly replied and stepped into the room. Secretly, she sent a smile to Ngo thi, sitting to the left, and performed the ceremonial greeting. ”Wis.h.i.+ng aunt good fortune.”

She regarded Ngo thi for a moment. Ngo thi was dressed neatly and cleanly. Her dress was a jade green, the sleeves golden yellow. The skirt was s.p.a.cious and long. Her head was adorned with a precious crown. Unfortunately, her skin was a sallow yellow and her eyes were rimmed in black. Lam Can Dung sighed in her heart. This illness will her aunt.

Ngo thi laughed and helped Lam Can Dung up. She observed the girl from left to right and sighed: ”Haven't met for half a year, you have grown much taller. It is comparable to the Third little girl from my house. How did younger sister raise her?” The second half of her statement was aimed at Dao thi sitting on the side.

There was a happen occasion in the house even Dao thi was dressed up. Her dress was a silvery white, sleeves were blue, lapels were colorful, and her pleated skirt was a sandy brown. Her hair was done up in a bun. Though she was already thirty-five, her beauty was enough to move the heart. She huffed and said: ”Sister-in-law is making fun of me.” She gently frowned and indignantly said: ”Sis should understand how virtuous my family is! My girl had been scared to such a state; yet, he just ignores it! Not seeking justice for me! If the children didn't understand, how would it look? If not being outright bullied, yet still suffer in silence? She had just spoken and a torrent of words and emotions spilled out as if she wanted to present all the wrong she had suffered through the years to Ngo thi.