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 After midnight, the group began to travel on foot - We followed the bank, crossed the field, the bank was muddy, bumpy, slimy, we walked close together and almost took turns sliding fell so. - While a person is stooping to sit up, another person made a "thud" and fell into the field, we, holding our sandals with our hands, groped step by step, just like that. Near the riverbank, the dispatcher told us to stop, sent scouts to investigate the road.

 The two scouts had walked for about twenty minutes when they encountered the commandos. This time they didn't lie down in the gardens along the canal, they jumped out into the paddy fields. Guns exploded. Bullets whizzed past us.

-Get down! The dispatcher girl delivered the order - Hey Four, lead the guests away, I'll stay.

 For some reason, at that time I wanted to drag her along. From her assignment tone, I guessed she's the leader. As soon as we heard her voice, she had disappeared when we looked back. The bullets woven into the nets whizzing over our heads, falling "pew pew" on the paddy field, leaving us to lie on the edge of the bank, unable to raise our heads.

 Meanwhile, on the left side, suddenly there were many carbine sounds. The projectile immediately flew in that direction. I guessed the dispatcher girl was guiding the bullets to her.

-Run! - Four, the dispatcher guy gave the order. We, the guests, jumped up. I wasn't the one to be brave before guns, but at that time, I didn't worry about myself anymore, I kept thinking about the dispatcher girl. Our group of guests - without ranks, ran haphazardly through the paddy fields, ran straight to the edge of the tree, and then crossed the river.

 The gunfire grew louder now and then. I tried to listen to her "carbine" sound, but I couldn't hear it, and my heart trembled.

 Thanks to the sound of commandos guns, we reached the village trees very early. Comrades on the other side of the station - L.A station, also just arrived, we didn't have to wait for too long.

 The group gathered in a bunch of pineapples that were poisoned with chemicals, the leaves were vacant and empty. The group still had enough members, some people lost their sandals, some people crossed the river and lost their backpacks. As for me, I was old but still tough. I didn't lose a thing.

 Everyone was tired, the dispatcher guys assigned us to rest until morning. Some people didn't need to be in a hammock, not even a plastic sheet, lying on the ground, using pomelos as pillows, snoring loudly. As for me, because of many thoughts, I kept dreaming. I was on my way home. The water village was no longer what it had used to be. People were forced to leave home, put into gathering camps, then they broke out, the gardens also changed. I heard that, but couldn't figure it out. I kept remembering the old scene. I remembered the times when I returned, the farewell scene of Six and his daughter, and the comb I still kept with me. While thinking about it, sometimes I suddenly remember the guys who stayed to block the commandos. Especially the dispatcher girl. I didn't know how the girl and the dispatcher guys were. Feeling tired, I fell asleep...

 Somewhere, there are footsteps, voices, and laughter. I suddenly woke up, saw that the sky had pierced the clouds, the night seemed to gradually unfold into the field. I saw a group of people, didn't hear them say anything but knew they were telling exciting stories. And I saw the dispatcher girl, her dirty and wet clothes. So they came back in time.

 As soon as I arrived, they also held out their hands. Then I could see her. She blocked the enemy while stepping out of the danger zone with her happy face. Although her complexion was tanned, she looked no more than twenty years old to me. How could a girl in her twenties have such clear eyes, and how innocent she was, she was still wearing lace, she walked towards me, I suddenly wanted to show my admiration to her, and also my gratitude. However, I couldn't say that, so I smiled and greeted her, then got to know her:

-Hey kid. I'm so worried about you! What is your order?

-I'm the second one.

-Why did I hear someone calling you the youngest sister? You must have had...

-It's not! - She stopped me from saying - I'm both the second and the youngest because I'm an only child!

-Which village are you from? I think you are familiar to me.

-I am from Cu Lao Gieng!

When I heard the name of the village, I was startled. Looking at her eyes, my chest suddenly rose and fell, and as if I had a hunch, I immediately asked again, asking in a hurry:

-Is it Cu Lao Gieng, Cho Moi district, Long Chau Sa province?

-Yes.

-What's your name?

-My name is Autumn.

-Autumn? - I repeated and marveled.

I kept asking again and again:

-Are your father Six and your mother Peace?

 The girl was so surprised that she couldn't speak anymore, she opened her eyes wide and looked all over me. Meanwhile, the dispatcher guys of station L. A told guests to prepare to set off. But I neither noticed nor wanted to listen, I turned around and said:

-Wait for me for a second.

 I turned back to the girl. Both of us were still surprised. The little girl still looked at me with wide eyes, yes, yes, the eyes of our children. I thought to myself and said:

-Isn't that right, kid?

-Yes... How do you know?

 I tried to suppress my emotions, but I kept repeating myself over and over again:

-I'm uncle Three. Do you still remember that when your father left, he promised to buy you a comb?

 The girl gently nodded: "Yes, I remember."