The Home Song Stories Page #6

Get out of here!

At your age, I was married off.

His name was Sun.

Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you.

But Mr. Sun was a cruel man.

When I was seventeen years old,

I became pregnant.

I had a baby girl.

But I was a child myself.

I didn't know how to take care of a baby.

So my first daughter, your older sister, died.

The year after, I had another daughter.

She died too.

After that,

I had no more children with Mr. Sun.

Eight years passed.

Mr.Sun had taken a concubine.

My family had forgotten about me.

Life was not worth living.

Then one day...

my life changed.

Get his bags.

Wen Xuan was Mr. Sun's youngest brother.

He was injured...

during the war.

Wen Xuan was the opposite of Sun.

Thank you.

He was gentle and kind.

He made me feel happy.

He was the only man I ever loved.

It was a huge scandal,

a disgrace to both our families.

We ran away to Shanghai.

Because of his illness,

Wen Xuan couldn't find work.

For years we had nothing.

He started to cough up blood.

Write to your brother.

I've ruined your life.

Don't say that.

I can endure anything

if I am with you.

Nothing is too hard.

Because I could not read,

I didn't know what Xuan really wrote.

I found out later.

He had not asked for money.

He had begged Sun to take me back.

I helped an old woman in the street,

so she gave me a piece of fruit.

Our luck is changing.

I wanted to kill myself, too.

But I was pregnant.

It was you. You saved me.

It's always you. You always save me.

Why do my horses always run slow.

You need to think when you bet.

The more you want to win,

the more you lose.

What are you talking about?

You lose more money than I do!

Hey, matey.

Hi, Uncle Bill.

So how have you been, mate?

Good.

The hospital called the Navy social worker.

She arranged for me

to take compassionate leave.

Thank you.

And um... Mum's moved out of my house.

So there's room in there, y'know...

if you want.

I don't know what to say.

I wish...

You good man.

I wish things had worked out.

How's the ping pong going, mate?

When we going to have that game?

Thanks. I love moon cakes!

My favourite, too.

Don't tell anyone.

I'm supposed to pretend

that the food here is edible.

You'll have to come back tomorrow.

Visiting hours are over.

Sorry. Don't know what's right time.

OK, I'll allow a quick visit.

-Hey. -Hi.

Bring you some food.

Don't want you to get skinny.

-Moon cakes.

-Thanks

Every day, I think, should I come?

But, no want to cause trouble.

I hear what your mother do.

I feel very bad.

It's not your fault.

Have been thinking about you a lot.

You and your mother,

always fighting... no good.

I know.

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