Dr long & Tu Yen a forbidden love story in the vietnamese highlands that defied all odds

Dr long & Tu Yen a forbidden love story in the vietnamese highlands that defied all odds

the rainy season had finally arrived in the remote Highlands of Vietnam two yen stood on the wooden porch of her stilt house watching the heavy drops splash onto the muddy earth the mountains usually bathed in golden light were now cloaked in fog and the chill in the air forced her to wrap her thin scarf tighter around her shoulders her ducks and geese clucked irritably nearby refusing to lay eggs in their coops and instead choosing the wet ground much to her dismay the first rain of the season fell heavy on the roof of the small stilt house nestled among the green hills two yen stood under the wooden awning arms crossed in front of her chest watching the water pour down over the garden she had carefully tended for months the familiar scent of wet earth mixed with the smoky aroma of burning wood from the kitchen she sighed softly hello everyone she murmured into the camera she had propped up near the door her voice gentle but clear wishing you all a good day it seems like this year’s rainy season has begun her tone drifted with the rain that morning the storm had come too fast too early she couldn’t work outside the fields were soaked and the chickens and ducks had refused to stay in their coop laying their eggs carelessly on the ground rain had seeped into every corner soaking the eggs and turning the coop into a muddy mess one of the ducks had even tried to nest near the corner of the stove in a dented aluminum pot on the fire three ears of sticky corn steamed the husk split slightly revealing golden kernels that glistened as the lid lifted Tu Yen reached for a pair of tongs and gently turned them we’ll have these for breakfast she whispered to herself brushing a damp strand of hair from her forehead the fire crackled as she sat beside her daughter little Tu Chao who was still rubbing sleep from her eyes the small girl clutched a toy chicken her pink sweater slightly damp around the sleeves Mommy it’s raining so much Chu Chow said looking out through the bamboo blinds I know sweetheart that’s why our ducks are being naughty today Chu Yen replied smiling gently she wiped her daughter’s hands clean with a towel and handed her a small warm piece of boiled corn eat this it’s still hot outside the rain began to lighten softening from a roar to a drizzle Tu Yen leaned over the fence and looked at the fish pond the surface was still except for the gentle ripples from droplets look at the fish she said aloud more to herself than anyone else so peaceful but even peace came with problems the ground was too wet to harvest much yet Tuyen knew she had to sell something today she couldn’t afford another day without income the sticky corn she had harvested earlier this week wouldn’t stay fresh much longer she wiped her hands on her apron and turned to her daughter Ciao Mommy needs to go out for a bit I’ll pick some more corn when the rain stops I’ll go to the market from the dirt path leading to the garden a familiar voice called out it was Mrs Lon from the neighboring house holding a wide brimmed hat in one hand Miss Yen I heard you have sticky corn for sale is that true do you nodded yes I do sister could I buy a basket I want to take it to the market too sure come in I’ll go get one the cornfields were soaked but vibrant despite the rain the stalks stood proud their leaves still a rich healthy green she walked between the rows eyes scanning for the larger ears her hands moved swiftly pluck pull inspect the ones inside are usually bigger she said crouching low to reach for one her fingers were muddy her sleeves wet but the corn was perfect she worked silently the only sounds being the rustle of leaves the occasional chirp of a bird and her own quiet breathing occasionally she glanced up toward the mountains in the distance their peaks cloaked in mist by the time she returned to the house her basket was full the old wooden scale sat on a bench near the door she placed the corn one by one trimming the tips and the husks to make them more appealing for sale her daughter sat nearby watching curiously cut off the head and the tail she said half to herself half teaching to Chao yes Mommy the girl replied mimicking her mother’s gestures with a small stick the moment was soft beautiful the kind of quiet memory that doesn’t feel like much when it happens but lasts a lifetime to Yan tied the corn in bundles with strips of banana leaves the corn was beautiful yellow and glistening she held one bundle up to admire it beautiful corn like beautiful people she murmured with a half smile the final bundle weighed in at 19 kilograms not including the basket 18 kilos she said that’s 180,000 dong it wasn’t much but it would help she packed the bundles carefully placing them in a cloth bag tightening the straps across her back her daughter reached out gently adjusting the strap Mommy be careful I will sweetie and with that she set off down the winding dirt road her sandals squelching in the wet soil the clouds were breaking the rain had stopped somewhere down in the valley the market was waiting and maybe just maybe a little hope was waiting too as Tu Yen made her way down the slope the sun began to push through the thinning clouds revealing patches of blue sky the scent of wet leaves clung to the breeze her footsteps softened as the ground dried beneath her sandals the village path lined with low thatched roofs and banana trees was quiet except for the occasional bark of a dog or the rustle of hens searching for food she adjusted the basket on her back her shoulders ached but she kept walking at the small village market activity was slowly returning after the heavy morning rain plastic sheets covered the stalls some still dripping from the downpour vendors were wiping their tables arranging vegetables fruits and bundles of herbs 2 yen found a spot under the corner of a thatched shelter laying out her boiled corn neatly atop a woven mat didn’t take long is the glutinous corn young or old asked a woman wearing a rain poncho holding a child in one arm and a plastic bag in the other Young Miss I just picked it this morning 2 yen replied with a soft smile give me two kilos it’s for the children to eat yes about 6 or seven ears should be enough to Yan carefully weighed and wrapped the corn the woman handed her the money and left quickly disappearing into the crowd a wave of relief passed over her uncle buy some corn she called to a man in a green shirt passing by how much he asked 15,000 a kilo he hesitated then pointed at a few pieces I’ll take these four she weighed them just under two kilos 17,000 she said he handed her the cash grinning fresh my wife will love it the market began to buzz with soft chatter and the clinking of coins the air was still damp but warm every few minutes another person approached some bought two others three occasionally someone just stopped to ask questions or smile at the young vendor with the tired eyes and muddy sleeves a man with a conical hat stopped beside her all the fruits are young sister he asked peering at the basket yes they’re good for boiling sweet and sticky my daughter loves them give me three he said picking them himself I’ll bring these home to boil for my niece she’s just like your daughter always asking for corn a soft pride swelled into Yen’s chest she looked at the few remaining ears the basket was nearly empty her heart lifted I hope today will be a day the market sells out quickly she said under her breath watching another customer approach the sky was clearing she could see the mountains clearly now their slopes fresh from the rain birds began to chirp from the trees nearby somewhere in the distance a rooster crowed as the final ear of corn was sold Tuyen gathered her basket now light as air and stood still for a moment the sun was warm on her face she looked around other vendors were packing too chatting with neighbors children chasing chickens between the stalls the thought of Chu Chow waiting at home brought a gentle smile to her lips she had sold out on the way home she took a detour through the garden she and her late husband once tended the path wound through rows of small plots bananas papayas herbs and now her newest project Erica Palms just last week she had placed an order for a few dozen young trees from high How Nam Din as she reached the edge of the garden she saw long the neighbor who had helped her with heavy loads before standing near the fence with a plastic bag in hand hello long she greeted hello sister he smiled did you sell all the corn yes sold out completely she beamed now I’m planning to plant Erica seeds I want to make a nice fence around the house long nodded thoughtfully you want to plant the short type yes the pointed variety I bought 25 of them I want to make it pretty for two Chao when she’s older she’ll walk through a green path of palms they say it grows fast he said picking up one of the seedlings in a year it’ll be taller than her Tuyen chuckled she’ll have to run to catch up long smiled gently need help planting them if you’re not too busy let’s do it now before the rain comes back together they carried the seedlings to the edge of the pond and began digging the soil was still soft from the rain perfect for planting two yen crouched and placed a seedling into the earth with care long followed behind patting the soil down firmly as they worked little 2 Chao ran barefoot from the house laughing as she hugged her mother’s legs Mommy I’m back from school to yen opened her arms oh I missed you so much baby the child clung to her tightly did you buy trees yes come we’re planting them so they’ll grow tall and give us shade I want to help too Tuyen laughed then find the smallest shovel you can help Mommy make the garden beautiful long watch them from a few steps away the wind carried the scent of lotus and wet earth and for a moment everything felt peaceful the sun dipped lower on the horizon casting golden light across the rows of Erica seedlings stretching along the pond’s edge birds flew low returning to their nests the day long and wet and full of labor was finally winding down that evening after all the Erica seedlings had been planted neatly in a row along the pond’s edge Tsu Yen long and little Tsu Chao returned to the bamboo hut the sound of water dripping from banana leaves filled the still air inside a kettle was boiling on the clay stove the scent of steamed corn drifted softly into the air inviting and familiar to Chao was seated cross legged on the woven mat eyes wide as she watched the golden ears being peeled Mommy I want that one she pointed eagerly this one Zu Yan held up a plump freshly boiled ear yes that one long poured warm water into a small bowl and handed it to the girl wash your hands first little one then you can eat to Chao obediently splashed her fingers in the bowl shaking her hands dry onto her shirt then quickly reached for the corn slow down to Yan chuckled wiping the girl’s chin as they ate the rain clouds from earlier faded leaving behind a sky dotted with pink and lavender hues birds chirped their last songs of the day the small front yard glowed under the setting sun you know long said as he bit into a cob this corn really is something else sweet sticky perfect you should keep selling it people down at the market seem to love it I was lucky today to yen said the rain stopped just in time but tomorrow might be another flood long glanced at her pausing before speaking still you’re doing well better than most I’d say she smiled faintly thank you it’s not easy but I try as night fell the three of them sat around the low bamboo table a warm light coming from the kerosene lamp overhead 2 yen poured hot tea into small clay cups 2 Chao had already dozed off leaning against her mother’s arm she missed you a lot today long said quietly I missed her too every time I leave I wonder if I’ll come back to see her asleep waiting long leaned back eyes thoughtful you’ve done well yen alone with a child running the farm planting selling cooking I don’t know how you manage I don’t either she whispered but I just do there was a pause outside the frogs had begun to croak by the pond the smell of earth was rich and comforting Tuyen broke the silence when my husband passed away I thought everything would stop I remember sitting right here unable to move Chao was still crawling then I didn’t know what to do long said nothing he simply listened I kept going because of her she continued every corn I boiled every tree I planted it was so she would have something anything to hold on to she has more than something long replied she has you the weight of the day settled into their bones there was no need for more words just the soft sound of insects the steady breathing of a sleeping child and two people sitting in quiet understanding two yen stood up gently lifting two Chao in her arms I’ll put her to bed I’ll clean up here long said already gathering the cups she nodded then disappeared into the back room her daughter snuggled against her shoulder a few moments later she returned long would you like to stay for dinner tomorrow he looked up surprised there’s some more corn and maybe we’ll pick vegetables it’ll be simple he gave her a warm nod I’d love to outside the moon had risen casting silver light over the rows of freshly planted Erica trees the soft wind rustled their leaves as if whispering promises of growth the next morning dawned calm and bright the rains had passed sunlight streamed through the mist scattering golden beams across the Hillside birds darted between trees and water droplets glittered like jewels on every leaf Zu Yan was already outside basket in hand inspecting the soil around the Erica trees long appeared at the gate holding a small bag of fertilizer you start early he grinned so do you she said taking the bag from him thank you they worked side by side digging adding soil placing fertilizer two child played nearby talking to her favorite companion the family dog she called Cotton Cotton don’t step on Mommy’s flowers she warned chasing after the small shaggy pup who had run straight into the garden cotton barked happily and wagged his tail you’re full of energy this morning Tuyen called out laughing it’s sunny now he’s been waiting for it long said watching the girl and her dog dart around the plants later they sat beneath the shade drinking tea again Tu Yen pointed toward a spot by the pond I want to sow butterfly pea flowers here like the ones we saw at that tea shop she nodded exactly do you remember how everyone said they were beautiful I want that kind of beauty here too for Ciao for this house long nodded slowly then we’ll plant them together she asked a little hesitant yes he said together the sun was still rising high when a distant voice called from the path echoing toward the garden Enoi kokak denkia two yen stood up and dusted the soil from her hands at the gate a well dressed man was standing a familiar figure her heart dropped slightly it was Long’s father he was stern dressed in a white shirt tucked neatly into old but polished trousers holding an umbrella though the sun blazed above his eyes scanned the modest yard the wooden house the freshly planted Erica seedlings and finally landed on 2 yen and her daughter Chow Chow b a C she said her voice steady you he responded briefly then looked past her Long Dao Roy on I didn’t know why you want the child boy before she could move long stepped out from behind the Erica trees his shirt was damp from work face flushed from heat and effort but his eyes were clear dad there was a pause a heavy silence between them I came to talk the older man said simply let’s go inside long offered already leading the way inside they sat at the low wooden table 2 Yin quietly poured tea then took two Chao into the back room giving the father and son space but her hands trembled slightly from behind the thin bamboo partition she could hear everything I’ve heard enough from others his father said now I want to hear from you what is this girl to you she is the woman I love long said calmly his father scoffed you know what people say that I let my only son heir to our family’s name fall for a single mother who sells corn and papaya salad in the market I don’t care what they say hear what I feel and I know her I’ve seen her struggle I’ve seen her love her daughter I’ve seen how much she works she’s stronger than anyone I’ve ever known and you think that’s enough the father snapped to marry into hardship and to ridicule I’d rather marry truth and kindness than wealth built on pride there was silence then slowly the father spoke again his voice lower you remind me of hi long stiffened hi story was different was it the father asked he disobeyed me too he loved a girl and I forced him into a marriage with someone else a suitable girl good family wealth look where that got him divorced bitter lost Long’s voice softened then don’t repeat your mistake the old man sighed rubbing his temples I came here to stop you but now now I see she has planted trees in your yard long nodded we planted them together the father looked out toward the pond Erica trees they take years to grow but when they do they’re strong and they last there was another long silence finally the older man stood up I want to meet the child long called out gently yen to yen stepped out holding to Chao’s hand the little girl looked at the man curiously say hello to Grandpa long whispered hello Grandpa she said shyly the old man bent down slowly and extended his hand come here child she stepped forward and placed her tiny hand in his he stared at her for a moment her big eyes her innocence and something shifted in his gaze what’s your name he asked to Chao he nodded you like corn yes Mommy boils it very sweet he chuckled a small dry laugh so I heard he straightened up turned to Tu Yan and said I’ll stay for dinner that evening a fire crackled in the outdoor stove the corn boiled again sweet and golden Tu Chao played with cotton under the Erica trees long and two yen cooked together side by side not saying much but smiling more his father watched from the porch the scent of dinner thick in the air the laughter of his granddaughter echoing across the yard perhaps he murmured to himself this is what happiness looks like days passed gently like the flow of the small stream behind two Yen’s garden the Erica seedlings had taken root standing upright as if knowing their significance rain came often during this season but each downpour now brought more life than worry one afternoon 2 yen stood in the yard brushing 2 Chao’s hair while long swept leaves nearby they heard footsteps slow familiar ones it was Long’s father again but this time he didn’t bring stern words he held a small paper bag and a pair of children’s shoes I saw these in the market thought Tu Chao might like them Tu Chao ran to hug him thank you Grandpa he smiled awkward but sincere then turning to Tu Yan he said do you have tea she nodded and LED him to the porch they sat and long joined the elder man sipped the tea in silence before finally speaking I’ve been thinking everyone held their breath you’ve built something here it’s not rich not flashy but it’s honest it’s steady he looked at long I used to believe only a certain type of family was worthy of ours but maybe maybe I was wrong long reached out placing his hand over his father’s thank you then in a surprising move the old man turned to Tu Yan and said if you’ll still have us we’d like to officially welcome you to the family tears welled up in Tu Yan’s eyes she bowed slightly thank you father that evening the entire family gathered under the Erica trees lanterns were hung casting soft light over the garden a small meal was laid out boiled corn papaya salad sweet soup with ginger and brown sugar simple but filled with love Zu Chao laughed loudly as cotton chased her around the trees Long’s mother sang an old folk tune while cutting Lotus for the table long held Tu Yan’s hand as they watched their family slowly melt into one we’ll have the wedding after the rainy season long said quietly Tu Yan nodded yes under these trees he smiled they’ll be taller by then like us in the distance the sound of the stream merged with laughter and the rustling of the young Erica leaves and as the night deepened Tu Yen looked up at the sky stars twinkling through the clouds and whispered thank you life

Dr. long & Tu Yen a forbidden love story in the vietnamese highlands that defied all odds

In the misty highlands of Vietnam, where tradition rules and secrets linger, a single mother named Tu Yen crosses paths with Dr. Long — a man from the city, bound by duty and family expectations.
Their love was never meant to be.
But fate, compassion, and quiet moments under the mountain rain brought them closer than either dared to dream.
This is the story of two souls who risked everything—for a love that should never have happened, but refused to die.
💔 Will they survive the judgment of the village and the weight of their pasts?
❤️ Watch to find out what happens when love defies tradition.
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