Raising the neighbor's child for 4 years in college, when he became rich he didn't come back to visit my father, but my father said: It's good that you don't come back!

"No need to repay, but at least you should visit your father. Now that you are living a happy life, you have forgotten all the past favors. How heartless!", the disgruntled biological son shared.

When I was 20 years old, a heartbreaking incident happened in my village. My next-door neighbors died of carbon monoxide poisoning on a cold winter night.

They left behind a son named Quan, five years younger than me. At that time, Quan was only fifteen, just entering high school and a good student.

The sudden incident that year turned Quan's life in a different direction.

After Quan's parents' funeral, relatives and neighbors came to help with the funeral arrangements. My father did not immediately think of adopting Quan because he still had his uncle and aunt.

At first, the boy mainly lived with relatives, but gradually, difficult-to-talk-about conflicts made Quan decide to return home to live alone.

Seeing the boy alone, my parents decided to adopt Quan and become a support for him. They often called Quan over to their house for dinner, confiding in him about his studies.

After graduating from high school, Quan passed the entrance exam to a university and wanted to continue his studies. However, his uncle and paternal uncle did not agree.

They wanted him to work in the coal mines to have a stable income. For the first time in his life, Quan was stubborn and determined to pursue his studies.

Finally, my father stepped in to support Quan with living expenses and tuition for 4 years of university. During that time, providing 3,000 yuan per month for both food and tuition (about more than 10 million VND) was not a small amount compared to my father's income.

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Even so, he was still willing to help. After that, Quan went to school and worked at the same time, trying to pay back part of the money every time he went back to his hometown, but my father refused. He even gave him another 3,000 yuan each year before he started school. Quan always expressed his gratitude. After graduating, Quan stayed in the city to work.

During his first years of working, every time he returned home, Quan would visit my house, bringing gifts and nutritious food. In the first two years after graduation, he also gave my father a total of 150,000 yuan (about 500 million VND) to repay the money he had helped me with before.

After many refusals, my father finally accepted to please Quan. After that, Quan's visits to his hometown became less and less frequent.

Time passed, Quan reached the age of marriage. He took his fiancée back to his hometown, visited the old house, then came to my house to say hello to my parents. When he heard that Quan was getting married, my father went into the room and took 1,000 yuan and gave it to him, telling him to tell him if he needed money for the wedding. But this time, Quan refused.

He said: "I'm fine outside. Now I have a house, money, and I don't lack anything. You've helped me so much, I can't take any more."

Then Quan invited my father to the wedding: "I won't hold the wedding in the countryside because there are too few people. I plan to hold it in the city, if you are well, please come." My father smiled and agreed. After a brief meeting, Quan and his wife left. Watching the car disappear, my father quietly said to me: "The boy is also suffering, when he gets married, remember to give him two gifts." I nodded in agreement, then sent Quan 1,300 yuan - 1,000 yuan from my father and 300 yuan from me.

The "adopted son" disappeared after the wedding.

After the wedding, Quan seemed to disappear from our lives. Not a single call, not a single visit. Four years passed, my father did not mention him, but I wondered: "Why hasn't Quan come back for all these years, nor called me?"

My father calmly replied: "Just like you, everyone is busy with their own lives. Do you still expect him to come visit me?" I smiled, but still couldn't help but feel dissatisfied:   "Her parents are gone, only her father has taken care of her for years, helping her study. There's no need to repay her, but at least she should visit her father. Now that she's living a comfortable life, she's forgotten all the past favors, how heartless!"

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But my father smiled and disagreed with me, saying, "It's good that he doesn't come back to visit." I was confused, and he continued, "It's because he's living well, he's busy, and he doesn't have time to run around. And you see, every time he comes back, he brings expensive gifts. If he accepts them, he feels guilty, but if he doesn't, someone else has already bought them. I don't want to make things difficult for him, and I don't expect anything. Now he has his own life, so not coming back means he's living well, and that's enough."

I asked my father if he felt sad, but he just smiled gently: "Back then, I didn't help him to show my gratitude, it was just a small thing, not worth anything. People say that doing good deeds doesn't need to be rewarded, once done, there's no need to mention it again."

At that time, I did not fully understand the meaning of my father's words. I felt it was unfair for him, because the person who had wholeheartedly helped did not receive any attention in return. But later, when I experienced similar things in my life, I realized that, truly helping someone, sometimes does not require anything in return. My father did a good deed without expecting a reward. And perhaps, that is the greatest kindness.

* Mr. Truong's confession after being posted on Net Ease page received much attention from the Chinese online community.

Tieu Lam

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