Morocco is a coastal Arab country in northwest Africa. It borders the vast Atlantic Ocean to the west and faces Spain across the Strait of Gibraltar to the north. There are many famous tourist cities on its coastline of more than 1,700 kilometers, such as Asilah, Casablanca, Essaouira… Our trip to Morocco is about driving along the coast all the way to visit the most romantic big cities and towns. Schematic map of Morocco self-driving tour If it were not for more than 7 days, we might only take a walk in the northwestern part of Morocco, and would never have thought of going to Essaouira in the southwest, the sister city of Changde, Hunan Province (2013 On May 20, 2010, Essaouira, Morocco and Changde, China became sister cities). Because it is 700 kilometers from the seaside town of Asilah in the northwest of Morocco to the city of Essaouira in the south, this made us hesitate before we set out whether it was worth it to go so far. But as soon as the car drove out of Asilah, I immediately dismissed the idea. After coming out, the car has been driving along the coastline highway of the Atlantic Ocean, with the vast sea on the right. I opened the window, and the warm sea breeze drifted into the car with the sound of waves hitting the rocks. This journey was originally a good experience. Driving along the coastline to Casablanca, Morocco’s largest coastal city, the car began to leave the coastal road and turn into the A7 highway, and the road became more and more desolate. At noon, the temperature outside the car reached 40 degrees Celsius. At this time, we passed a large desert and a small oasis. Three hours later, the car came from the hot and noisy city on the edge of the desert to the quiet, fresh, cool Atlantic shore. . After I came to Essaouira, I realized that, in fact, coastal themed tours are not all about surf beaches, sunny coconut groves and bikini beauties. For example, in Essaouira, you can see many stone forts. The fortress was built by Barbary pirates composed of Turkic and Moorish people more than 500 years ago to monitor British fleets who came to steal or loot sugar and spices, and these two properties have always been the courts of European nobles. An important raw material for pastries and gourmet food. Nowadays, Essaouira has no need to worry about who will steal, because the tastes of Europeans have also changed, and the way of life and work of Essaouira has also changed. Some people say that maybe Essaouira does not have the best beach in Morocco, but it has the most famous wind in Morocco, and has the reputation of “African Windy City”: the sea breeze from the Atlantic Ocean blows the small town throughout the year, making the human body feel It is comfortable and attracts many tourists and enthusiasts of surfing and windsurfing all over the world. Every morning, large ships full of sardines set anchor from the fishing port of Essaouira and head to distant places for seafood trading. The hotel we booked in Essaouira is only a 5-minute walk from the fishing port. After putting down his luggage, he walked along the stone wall built on the coast towards the fishing port. The air was filled with the smell of fish, and there were countless seagulls flying in the sky. At the end of the stone wall is the old castle, and you can overlook the entire busy fishing port when you walk up. Just like the large fish piers in the coastal areas of China, Essaouira Fishing Port also has a large-scale agricultural and aquatic product trading market. However, the air in the market is not so good. Under the heat wave in the afternoon, the air is bad and even nauseating. Every small stall is full of fresh produce and seafood. The stall owners also follow the principle of returning home immediately after they are sold out, and don’t want to wait for a minute, so whenever there are customers coming Ask for quotations, all smiles greet you, promote sales vigorously, try to empty the goods in advance. Turn back from the fishing port and walk leisurely into the old town of Medina in Essaouira. Here is a little different from Chefchaouen. In addition to the souvenir shops that can be seen everywhere, there is also a lot of artistic flavor here. Under the ancient mottled city walls, you can always see the creations of artists in the old city. People say that when immersed in the art world, the hands of the watch spin as fast as an electric fan. Unconsciously, the sky is getting darker and darker. After walking around the beach, we returned to the hotel and when we passed the central square of Essaouira, we found some people were busy setting up the stage. It is said that a large international music festival will be held here on the night after tomorrow. I suddenly thought of the vendors in the fishing port market. They might look forward to this music event very much. Everyone is rushing for life in the day-to-day fishing and soaking in the smelly fish market. A free concert should be their best spiritual comfort! The ancient Atlantic city of Essaouira, which was formed in the 16th century and built in the 18th century, was once glorious as the most important spice export port in North Africa. This place combines Arabs, African indigenous tribes, and cypresses. The “Cultural Melting Pot” of Berles and Jews is now embracing more new ideas with an open attitude, showing brand-new changes, and is also hosting us foreign tourists who are separated from the ocean in a more gentle way. Tips for Traveling by Car in Morocco: 1. If you are not very proficient in driving in China, or you have only driven in European and American countries, you should carefully consider driving in Morocco. The road conditions here are very bad. 2. The main models in Morocco are manual transmission, but there are often steep slopes in cities, so the proficiency of the slope starting technology is also relatively high. 3. Most national roads in Morocco have only two lanes, so be careful when overtaking. 4. There are a lot of traffic police checking speeding on the Moroccan national highway, and most of them are friendly to tourists. Morocco’s national highways will pass through some towns along the way, and the speed limit will be reduced from 100 or 80 kilometers per hour to 60 kilometers per hour. 5. The Moroccan police will check the driver’s license every time they block a car. It is generally not a problem to use the Chinese driver’s license plus the French translation notarization and the double certification of the domestic embassy.

Wells of Phu Ly Bac village (Thieu Trung commune, Thieu Hoa) were restored. The noisy city, the hustle and bustle of living deeply imprinted on every alley, street corner, next to the shops… The feeling of wobble when the day is dry makes me miss my hometown, my childhood bareheaded, barefoot, and smoke. Burning fields with the smell of straw, remembering the wells of the country’s cool, clean water… I miss my grandparents’ house at the far end of the village, in front of a vast rice field. My parents were busy at work, so I often stayed with my grandparents, so my childhood was full of running sessions with my neighbors picking figs, mangoes, going to the fields to wade through water, catching grasshoppers, locusts, and pears. chicken grass in the field… But perhaps the most memorable are the summer days, after running and shouting and screaming, they all pulled together to the well at the end of the village to compete with each other to drink cool and sweet sips of water. … Until now, when I think back, I still imagine myself touching that water, enjoying the taste of the old days. I remember the yard of the well was very large, paved with red bricks. Around the well are some bamboo bushes wrapped tightly by vines. In the season, the vines bloom with purple petals on the background of cool green leaves. In the windy afternoons, the bamboo stalks swayed and creaked, the bamboo leaves swayed and then dropped into the well yard very gently. The well is as big as a small pond, paved with large, smooth stones from the well mouth leading down to the water surface. The village well is the most crowded when it is dark, the villagers come home from work to take a bath and then carry water to fill the jar in front of the house to cook. In the evening, boys and girls in the village invite each other to the well to play and chat. After a long day of labor, the village girls have the opportunity to release their long hair, fragrant with the smell of locust, in the wind. I have 6 cousins. Summer is coming, when cousins ​​are sent to their grandparents’ house, the days when the small house is full of laughter, chirping, arguing of children, the sound of grandparents scolding their grandchildren. During the day, we often climb guava, climb star fruit to pick down the fruit, add a little salt and then eat it deliciously. When they were bored, they invited each other to the village well to drink water to fill their stomachs, then play umbrellas to eat mandarins, great-grandchildren… Grandfather used to use water from the village well to cook, make green tea, and sometimes sweet-smelling jasmine tea at the top of his lips. . The kettles are like an excuse to connect the wartime story, the story in the village… of my grandfather and his peers at the chess games in the alley. As for the children, we sat on cots waiting for her to come back from the market with bags of popsicles, sheets of sugar cane, and sometimes a few crispy rice cakes with the smell of sesame… In the summer afternoons to hide from sleep, we ran to the well to play, watch our faces reflected in the well and then laugh. Someone naughty picked up a few small pebbles and dropped them into the well, watching the waves of water spreading and disappearing without stopping. Then we dreamed and told each other about our future wishes, which is to go everywhere, do great things, become great people… We grew up, and the village urbanized and concreted everywhere. I regret and feel pity when the old trees are gradually uprooted, the village well is no longer there because there is clean water. Floating with the month of May, hardened with many emotions, only the nostalgia for the countryside, the village well, the childhood innocence is still intact. I still miss the idyllic village well filled with joy in memory. That place has the moonlight shining in the deep well, illuminating every corner of my beloved village, the moonlight following me into my summer night dreams and illuminating my soul every time I find myself playing with… back to my childhood, back to the well full of dreams at that time.

View of Ho Quoc pagoda. Listening to teacher Thich Truc Thong Kien, the abbot of the pagoda, everything was new and clear. Ho Quoc Pagoda is located in the Truc Lam Zen monastery system, which is both a place for Buddhist work, and meets the spiritual needs of the people and tourists visiting to worship. More meaningful in the middle of the wind, the pagoda displays majesty as to maintain the land position, to protect the Fatherland’s position forever. It turned out that behind the curved roofs of the pagoda, the bells rang concealed many sacred things. Through the towering three judges, I entered the ceremony courtyard. The warm sacred feelings seemed more pronounced. In the middle of the square, the jade Buddha statue placed under the bodhi tree is an image of the Buddha’s reincarnation of being the fruit of the fruit to make vows. Behind the jade Buddha, the four dragons touched the stone leading the way over 70 green stone steps. It is a dragon image of the Ly-Tran dynasty bearing the Vietnamese national spirit. Seeing the architecture here makes it easy to think of the temple citadels of the imperial land thousands of years ago. On the top of the tower, the grand hall of mighty palace is located in deep silence, on both the left and right sides are the empty bell floors. Standing on a windy height, the most impressive thing is still the bell. The temple bell early and late night only points a few moments, while the wind chimes ring happily around the clock. The sea breeze rushed past the thousands of trees and leaves, crept into the sanctuary to shake the wind chimes. Just like that, the music played together, sometimes the sound resounded, sometimes tinkled loudly. Just that much will help calm the soul, forget about the dust and dust. Bringing the group to visit Ho Quoc pagoda, driver Nguyen Huu Ngoc volunteered to be an enthusiastic guide who spoke clearly about the monastery with an expression of joy. He said that in order to have this 110-hectare spiritual population, workers have to work hard for more than a year to complete. All skilled craftsmen in the provinces of Bac Ninh and Hai Duong come here to build walls, work as carpenters, to build up the second largest pagoda in the Mekong Delta. If you have come to Phu Quoc but have not yet visited Ho Quoc pagoda, something very sacred seems to be lacking. So, despite the tight travel schedule, Mr. Ngoc enthusiastically carried the couple to the pagoda ceremony. Standing in front of the main hall, I looked away, the sky and sea seemed to blend together in the deep blue. On the background of that picture, only the boats stretching out and stretching are moving. The people here still tell each other that, when they go to sea, their eyes turn to Ho Quoc pagoda as if they are strengthened and more confident in their motherland to overcome all dangerous storms. The temple is like a lighthouse standing in the middle of a beautiful pearl island leading fishermen back in good luck. The afternoon gradually let go, the waves still rumble, the wind chimes are like the words of thousands of years of heaven and earth, the sea of ​​the homeland …

Cat Hai district (Hai Phong city) is considered the capital of giant round gourd, many weighing up to 15kg. Not only has a unique shape, but this gourd also has a rich “unique” flavor. In front of Mr. Tran Hieu’s house (Nghia Lo commune, Cat Hai district) is a green gourd platform, which is both an income source and a hobby of his husband and wife. Mr. Qua said that at some point, his house had 40-50 gourd pods, all of them were big, and the big ones were small one after another. Mr. Qua used to go many places but found nowhere like big gourd like in the land of Cat Hai his hometown. When the fruit is about 2kg large, he uses a wooden piece to tie it on the truss as a support because the fruit grows quickly, stalks will not be able to hold the fruit. Until the fruit grew tens of kilograms in weight, his family cut and sold it. At the beginning of the season, Mr. Qua’s family sold 20,000 VND / kg, the price then fluctuated according to the market, sometimes down to 10,000 VND / kg. Traders come to their homes to buy and then bring them to the market to sell. Sometimes when visitors come to play, he brings gifts to people far away, the closest people can enjoy the rich taste of Cat Hai gourd. This is a gourd fruit that Mr. Qua has reserved seeds for, so that in June and July of lunar calendar, he will be elected to prepare crops for the next season. “This kind of gourd just needs a low trellis, about over 1m, does not like to stay high on wind. The gourd can climb on the truss or the roof. The gourd can be eaten,” said Mr. Qua. According to Mr. Doan Quang Chiem, one of the households with the largest potting area in Nghia Lo commune, the round gourd variety has been left since the time of his father, passed down through many generations. Previously, people planted pots to make pots to draw water to serve the production of salt water and fish sauce manually. In recent years, when the craft salt making in Cat Hai has eroded, gourd has been used for daily food processing. In order to get the wrong fruit rigs, each fruit is as big as the mouth of a cone, the farmers of the district put a lot of effort into it. From seed nursery, tree planting, tree care, scaffolding. However, Mr. Chiem said that many friends and his daughter had also brought gourd seeds to grow in other lands but were not suitable for the soil and climate, so the result was only 4-5 kg, but not as big as planted in the land of Cat Hai. Gourd Cat Hai has thick pulp, picked at the right time, the cakes will be delicious. Gourd can stir-fry with garlic, dip hot pot but the best is to cook soup with fresh shrimp. In particular, many Cat Hai people, when cooking this gourd soup, add a little amaranth rice, the soup will be very sweet. Although the economic value gourd is not high, the farmers here maintain planting and fertilizing year after year. Being charming with the giant round gourd from a young age, Mr. Chiem also worries about the risk of losing gourd varieties when the urbanization process develops rapidly, the land is shrinking, and only a few households maintain planting this variety.

Ly is sitting alone on the flight. The flight from that glass left the city while the sky was cloudy, very cloudy. Ly sits right in the small doorway, just enough to see the sky, too many clouds, clouds obscuring the scenery below. The clouds were floating, making Ly think of the scene in the movie Tay Du Ky, the scene of Qi Thien Dai Thanh fighting goblins. All the words of separation always leave a wound in the heart, but sometimes time still cannot alleviate. But this divorce no one regrets. But that is an association, and this is a trip to hide in my heart the fragments that cannot be healed. Those are the consequences that we try to hold on to as if we were to leave them with us, we are living the passing days like an old movie, played over and over again. Hoang told Ly at the time Ly was thirty-one years old: “I will marry you.” At that time Ly was unsteady like a ship in the middle of the ocean, not knowing which beach his journey would take. At the same time, the beautiful love affair with Bao has just ended. Ly believed Bao with all his heart and loved it with all his might. When the two of them were deeply sworn by the sea, Bao said: “Thao was pregnant with me”. Bao informed Ly as if he were telling Ly a story in the past tense, telling it like a story of a sad movie. That is causing Ly’s heart to break to pieces, breaking apart that cannot be mended. Ly sat quietly and watched the falling sunlight, while Bao stood up silently and left the shop. It seems that Bao’s footsteps go very softly. Thao was a classmate in the past, a girl who sometimes went out with the two of them. Ly never thought Thao was her rival, because Thao was not pretty and Thao didn’t make more money than Ly. Occasionally Thao would go with the two of them, several times Bao took Thao back in the night. With Ly, it was impossible for Bao to lean towards Thao. But Thao was soft and it was his softness that needed protection that moved Bao’s chivalrous heart. Then, after many years of indulging in a passionate love, Ly lost. Lost Bao. Glass permeates her breakup in the way of life philosophy that not a woman with beauty, fame and money can keep a man’s heart. Thao doesn’t have what Ly has, but Thao can make the man remember and find it when he is most tired. Indifference is like a wind blowing innocently through the street, no matter if the rooftops are waiting. Ly became skeptical of all the men he met. Ly looks at their way of speaking, many people find beautiful words to praise Ly, as if in this world Ly is the most beautiful girl, and all are deep in the crowd. Ly looked into their eyes, even though they hid them behind the golden-rimmed spectacles, Ly still felt their gazes crawling on Ly’s bare arm or long white thighs without scars. Then Ly met Hoang. Hoang said: “Love is now a luxury product. It belongs to the kind of lost treasure. Ly laughed, and Ly suddenly startled when Hoàng did not bother to look at his breasts when Ly wore the shirt hanging down like all the men Ly had met. Hoang invited Ly to coffee, the night was the accomplice of the kiss, the desire to be close to the body, the embrace. But Ly was still safe by Hoang’s side, surprisingly safe, a safety that made Ly think about Hoang in the night, in his empty room. After the trip, Hanoi was married. Friends asked why he chose Hoang, Ly answered: “Because that’s the man I need.” That’s right, for a woman, after giving her all for her first love, then they choose a man who is with her on a sad and happy journey with the necessary safety. Because love can hurt your heart when you happen to read a dating message from your loved one on your mobile phone. Because love is jealous. That jealousy will make people exhausted. But the failure of a loveless marriage took place on the honeymoon. Hoang has left his mask, is a successful man, not eager to reveal his original form as a man incompetent and mean. Dalat was originally a city for beautiful love, its streets were imprinted with couples’ footprints. But the footprints of Ly and the footprints of Hoang who had just stepped on each other in that cold sky began to go in two different directions. Hoàng lying next to Ly snore, but the echo was like an earthquake after the sublimation of love. That Ly never thought about. Even so, Ly did not think that there were only two people in the dark, in the luxurious room of the 4-star hotel Ly was beside a profanity man. The cup is falling. Ly’s days as a wife turned into a sad play as no drama was sadder than that. Hoàng threw Ly to his house, considered Ly as a jewelry, and went out into the street. The nights when Hoang came home very late, his body was full of alcohol and the smell of chalk. Hoang pounced Ly like a child, no need to explain why he was late at night. I don’t care if Ly wants to have sex with me. Day by day as if the sun rose and then set. On the 36th day, Ly said: “Let’s break up”. Hoang asked: “Why?”. Ly laughed: “No reason at all. Luckily, I have not been married “. Without clinging, not begging, Hoang said: “It is up to you”. Ly walked out the house without looking back. Ly only heard the iron door pull back. Ly just heard the lock just clicked again. The flight seemed to be passing through a cloudy area, a falling rain shot drops of water onto the plane’s wings in the cloudy sky, it was what Ly saw. Ly felt like I was just a drop of clear water. Ly closed his eyes, tried to sleep in the floating, the hostess stood beside, whispered: “Excuse me, do you have a drink?”.

1. Fika Getogether Possessing an ideal river view, the cafe is designed with main white tones. Furniture made of wood, rattan combined with coconut and cactus creates a brilliant tropical space. Virtual followers can take pictures in cacti rows, tropical resort-style lazy chairs … here. Spacious space, suitable for groups of friends or family. If you want to sit in the outdoor area, you must arrive early because the restaurant is often crowded, especially in the evenings and weekend mornings. Address: Dien Bien Phu, Binh Thanh District Price: 35,000-75,000 VND Opening hours: 7-22h Photo: Fika Getogether. Evaluate: Nguyen Truc Thien Di: “The shop has a spacious, airy, beautiful view. Drinks are made quite well, beautifully decorated and delicious”. Nghi Tran: “Easy to find location, spacious parking space. Friendly and enthusiastic staff. Diverse menu, high price”. Hoa Bui: “WC is a bit small, many customers will have to wait”. Foodee_1nvekjps: “Fast service but the staff is a bit negligent because the customers are very crowded”. 2. O’palm Cafe The cafe causes fever on tourist groups because of the monumental space with ancient Roman breath. From the entrance to the walls are covered with white stone, the space is arranged with many trees, especially cacti with different shapes and sizes. Antique objects, the main white-brown tones are the background to help you get liked photos. If you want to take commercial photos, you need to contact the shop to avoid affecting the common space. Address: Tu Xuong, District 3 Price: 30,000-100,000 VND Opening hours: 8-22h Photo: O’palm Cafe. Evaluate: Ka KaNg: “Nice shop, suitable for virtual live photography, but the service is not good”. Anhnguyen1251 Nguyen: “The shop is designed like a photography studio. Sitting in a rather noisy house and the distance of the tables is too narrow”. Tu Nguyen: “The plus point is the good decoration, luxurious colors. The minus point is the poor quality of the drink”. 3. Kàfê The restaurant combines Japanese decoration with tropical style. Fancy architecture with flat roof, rounded walls with large glass doors, creating wide open space. The special feature of the restaurant compared to many places is the black furniture, light gray interior that stands out on the main white tones. The shop has a way upstairs filled with sunlight, dotted with cactus bushes, suitable for virtual life. The menu features elaborate decorative tropical juices. Address: Nguyen Ngoc Loc, District 10 Opening hours: 7:30 – 22:00 Price: 43,000 – 60,000 VND Photo: K KIKA Kàfê. Evaluate: Phn Linh: “Small and beautiful restaurant, suitable for virtual life. Monday to Friday, the country has the same price of 26,000 VND for students”. The story of the anchor: “The shop is not too large but has both indoor and outdoor areas, suitable for working, reading, chatting or dating”. Pham Tien Duc: “The shop is located on a small street in District 10, so it’s a bit difficult to find”. 4. The Bali Coffee & Tea Located close to the river bank of the windy Thanh Da area, the shop is like a miniature green oasis in the middle of Saigon. The scene here is decorated with tropical beach style from the bartender to the interiors. Many small scenes are carefully cared for by the restaurant with pebble sand, green trees and chairs and roof covered with coconut leaves, making diners feel like they are going to the beach. The shop has both indoor and outdoor spaces. You can come here to watch the sunset at the river view. Address: Binh Quoi Opening hours: 8-22h Price: 20,000-49,000 VND Photo: The Bali Coffee & Tea. Evaluate: Thao Tran: “The shop is a bit far from the center. The shop has white decor, many beautiful angles. Friendly staff”. Villay 0110: “The restaurant is adjacent to the river so the air is cool. Affordable price because of the beautiful view”. Tran Tran: “Crowded guests should wait a bit longer”.

– My children, my kids … – There was a woman rushing to the gate of a burning house, screaming lost her voice and then collapsed.

The three-storey house, with a fairly solid door system, right now, smoke and fire are gushing out from the windows.

Suddenly a young man slipped past everyone, quickly climbed the fence, broke into a 3-storey house, neighbors looked up at the encouragement: “Mommy … fighting …”. Fire smoke is still hazy, the taps are still pouring. Germs see fire burning in the face, dark smoke. Regardless, Mam still aggressively ran up the stairs. When she reached the third floor, she kicked the door of the room where she was crying, rushing in.

She was about 7 or 8 years old, shaking, crying, rubbing her eyes with her hand. Quickly cut, Germ ran back, grabbed her tightly, then turned down the fire and smoke. While running, because of the haze, Mam accidentally bumped into an iron door that was heated by the fire, and her flesh burned. When she got outside, just put her down, she fell down and lost consciousness.

The person who took Mam to the hospital was Vuong, the police of the Phuc Xuan street area. Seeing Mam lying motionless on the emergency bed, her flesh smudged with smoke, the burns were red, and the skin that was wrinkled looked pitiful. Mam’s chest rose and fell, sometimes light and irregular, he must be having a hard time breathing, suddenly in Vuong a surge of pity. For Vuong, acting bravely, despite the danger of rushing into the fire to save people is a great surprise. Vuong could not explain, a person who was always taciturn like M was committed like that.

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The woman who was the mother of the child who had just been rescued by Mam went into the emergency room, she knelt at her feet, trembling:

– My mother and daughter have been grateful for a lifetime.

At the same time, Mr. Man’s father Man panicked and ran into:

– Baby … Are you okay …

Vuong comforted Mr. Man:

– Probably okay, man.

At this time, Vuong’s heart was filled with mixed thoughts. The image of Sam more than half a year ago when he arrived at the ward police station to submit the papers to the re-education camp appeared once again in front of Vuong’s eyes …

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Germ said, not speaking but pleading:

– I will do it again … Yes, I promise I will do it again … just ask for one thing … don’t tell anyone I was in jail, especially my dad …

Vuong, the area police of Phuc Xuan street, looked at Mam with serious eyes:

– We believe in your promise for the time being, and will not inform who you have to go to prison yet … But anyway I have to tell you, you just came back from darkness, then live so that you don’t get smeared. . Be an honest person.

Saying that, but in fact Vuong couldn’t believe it. Many people who make mistakes when they get out of prison have promised to become kind people, but among them, many “horse used to the old way” broke the law. But anyway, he refused to say that it was acceptable for him to go to jail. Maybe he feels ashamed, and ashamed for his mistakes. Maybe letting no one know his guilt will make him live better. The point is to watch closely, and if there is anything to help him pay his salary, he must be ready to do it.

Leaving the ward police headquarters, Mam waited until the street lights along Phuc Xuan street came on and went home. Mr. Man opened his mouth, rolled his eyes, when he saw that his son had been missing for more than three years, now suddenly present in front of him. His body was shaking, his hands and feet were worn out, and it took him a long time before he could speak:

– Germ … is it Germ?

Drowsiness and motionlessness. Only tears flowed faintly on his face. At night during the dinner, Mam told her father:

– Your story for the past few years is long and not good, so you should never ask me, where did you go in the past few years, what did you do. – Then Frightened: – If only once, I ask about it, I will leave again, but this time I went.

Mr. Man stammered:

– Yeah! … I didn’t ask … I never asked.

Mr. Man sighed. I heard the sigh of my father, but my heart felt iron.

In the 12th grade, she often dropped out of school, dunked into the bar, smoked cigarettes, drank alcohol, then became addicted to gambling, especially football betting … She kept slipping down the path that had no way out. .

Everyday, Mr. Man pushes the pedicab away from early morning. He went to the station to stop at Song market, whoever rented something would carry it. Just struggling, sunny days as well as rainy days, not much income. Mr. Man was reserved, worked hard, and could do whatever money he could to nurture and take care of Mam. I am asking for money for school, asking for money to contribute to the school, class, or other miscellaneous, Mr. Man has all responded. He did not expect that these amounts, Sam were burned into the restaurant, or betting football …

More and more the pleasures increasingly wrapped Mam. You must have money for whatever you play. She also knows that her father makes money by riding a pedicab so he doesn’t have much money. I always lie to ask for money until my father has money left! Want to play must have money. Want money to make money. At the right time, Binh, a friend in a gang, invited Mam to go to the border to work as a hired laborer. She did not think much, clicked her tongue, hid her father, and dropped out of school to follow Binh.

Three days, he did not see the son of Mr. Man as someone who lost his soul. Where does it go? With whom? What? Or where did it die in an accident. Where are you baby? I have only one child. The day the mother gives birth is also the day the child is orphaned. In front of the mother’s grave, I promised to stay there to raise my children … I have grown up, but my instinct tells me that I am not yet wise … One year, two years, three years … waiting for me, tears are gone. Mr. Man is like a shadow every day. On the occasion of the spring festival, when the New Year comes, when people are gathered together, tears are still flowing out of his eyes. He thought bitterly that, for him, with his house, there might never be spring.

He had intended to place the altar to worship it, but he thought he knew how to make it in detail, it couldn’t be helped.

Sam was introduced to another friend by Binh. This guy introduced Germ to his big brother. After watching his face, looking at his physical strength, that singer accepted Mam as a ten thousand.

The trips of smuggling goods from the other side of the border are both arduous and arduous and very adventurous and risky. Not only evading the strict supervision and inspection of the Border Guard, the Market Control force, but also have to deal with the thieves and robbers in border areas. However, it was more interesting to Sam, and more excited, he made quite a bit of money. With a lot of money, she was satisfied with her hobbies, alcohol, gambling. When she was a teenager, she added a game of fun with the children, increasing her excitement.

During a run and chase of the Border Guards, Mam used a support tool to fight back fiercely. In the end, Mam was knocked down and had to pay the price for the crime with a three-year prison sentence.

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Phuc Xuan Street, the area in charge of Vuong, is an average neighborhood in terms of both area and population. Yet, there was a time when Phuc Xuan became a “hot spot” of the city. Drugs, theft, gambling are sneaky, fighting at each other, hiring and hiring, causing disorder and security publicity and often. Ward police have had many plans to restore order.

The best option, proposed by Captain Vuong, Phuc Xuan Street Area Police to Lieutenant Colonel Khang, the ward police chief, is to touch the subjects from their own families, to do so must be closely coordinated. close to political organizations of the neighborhood, such as Branches, Fronts, Women, Youth Union, and Veterans.

For many days, Vuong and Uncle Sanh, the Head of the Residential Division, Uncle Nam, the Secretary of the Street City, together review and classify the subjects, then go down the area, go into each house, from campaigning, to persuading. , combining both flexibility and toughness. Gradually order and security were positive.

Outstanding cases such as drugs, theft, gambling, rental debt collection, are gradually decreasing. With the subjects returning to their localities from prison, Vuong always closely followed and helped them mentally, stabilized their thoughts, mobilized the streets to create favorable conditions for them to do business, have income, and have no time. idle time to play bawdy and lame.

With Mầm, it is almost an exception. She wanted to keep her past hidden, even from her biological father. At first, Vuong intended to take the case of Mam to the street, for everyone to supervise. After many nights of thinking and consulting with Lieutenant Colonel Khang, Vuong finally decided to respect Mam’s opinions and aspirations, because Vuong thinks that people still think about their “dignity” when they think about their “dignity”.

In the early days, Mam once asked Vuong:

– Out of prison, no job, what do you know to do to live here?

To tell Vuong, that question of Mam was difficult. Know which job he is suitable for? Is it possible to make a supplement? How about loading and unloading? That day, Vuong abandoned the question without answering Mam. But a few days later, when consulting with the leader of the street group, he met Sam:

– Can you ride a motorbike taxi?

Concerned for a moment, then said:

– Yes! I can do it.

Vuong again said:

– The environment is complicated. Easy to stumble …

Vuong didn’t finish speaking, and Mam hurriedly said:

– Believe me.

– Yes! I believe you.

Vuong kept a close watch on him, and in addition to himself, Vuong asked many people to quietly observe him. Of course, for a year, Vuong never heard anyone complaining about Mam. Even the hands of “brothers and sisters” in the motorbike parking lot also said: “It does not fight, robs customers, does not force or threatens to make money, it even gives customers to us”. Once again, by chance Vuong met Mam in Ho May Xay. Seeing his expression getting better, Vuong asked:

– What’s that pho?

She boasted cheerfully:

– Today I drove two Western kids to Tam Coc, I worked as a tour guide.

Vuong was surprised:

– You know English?

– Yes! From the day I got back, I taught myself online, my hometown is a tourist destination, so English is very important. Now I work as a guide, Tay loves it, it gives me an extra 50 dollars.

Once, Vuong saw that a couple was very luxurious, took a car to the ward police office to meet him to ask about Mam. At first, Vuong was a bit hesitant, or was it that Mam was causing something. But all of Vuong’s concerns were immediately answered. It turned out that the couple came to find Mam’s house to thank and give thanks.

Not that that afternoon, on the bus ride, by accident, Mam discovered a student lying on the side of the road. Thought it was sunny, the boy came home from school and rested under a tree, and she had been driving for a long time, but it seemed like her instinct told him something was wrong. Germ immediately turned the car back. The boy lay unconscious, breathing heavily, and his skin was pale. The boy had a crush, and without hesitation, she asked someone to stop watching, picked him up, hugged him behind, and drove to the nearby clinic.

Then Mam stayed there, waiting for the boy to be resuscitated. When the boy’s parents go to Mam. The couple told Vuong that at first they were so frantic that they did not know who Mam was, and did not know that Mam was the one who took their children to the infirmary. Only after regaining consciousness, the nurses here said again, they knew it was a motorbike taxi driver. When they searched and asked for a long time, they found out that the person with the motorcycle’s name was Mam in Phuc Xuan street.

In mind, Vuong was very happy. Germ has escaped the darkness. He is slowly rebuilding his life step by step. But at no time Vuong is subjective, he is still every day every week, observing, caring about Sam as if he cared about a brother of his own.

Vuong realizes that, Mum gives up all the pleasures and pleasures that lead to the most extreme years of a person’s life. She told her father to buy a motorbike to practice motorbike taxi. Actually, Mam has made progress. He did not associate with bad guys, did not fight and undermined the security of the residential area. No one complained of people in the street, reflecting any negative of Mam.

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At this time, after the fire on Phuc Xuan street, in the hospital watching the doctors treat the burns on her body, Vuong saw that she sometimes twitched, her limbs twitching, probably because of too much pain. . After more than an hour, the wound was bandaged. Vuong and some villagers in Phuc Xuan street took Mam to the patient’s room. Lying on a stretcher, Mam quietly asked Vuong:

– Is the baby burned?

Vuong told Mam to rest assured, she did not build anything. Hearing that, a smile suddenly appeared on Mam’s thick, dry lips. Happy and satisfied smile. As for Vuong, when looking at that smile, he suddenly realized that spring seemed to be returning to Mam. A happy ending for the Mam family and the whole society. The re-education camp has been the land to successfully bend a tree for life.