I Become a Doting Father 180
I Become a Doting Father chapter 180
Me and Yeondoo boarded on time.
The train that departs with a horn shortly after.
Suddenly, the memory of taking the train for the first time came to mind.
“In a way.”
It could be said that Yeondoo Tube started at this place. | The first video of “Real Honey Drink”
Since it was born here.
“Was he just excited?”
Looking back, I think I was very excited, too.
It’s been a while since I went out and I was with Yeondoo next to me.
While I was so excited, I had a chance to share something I knew.
“Boiled eggs and cider.”
When I saw it, I said “real honey taste” without much thought.
According to Yeondoo’s pronunciation, it changed to “Real Honey Drink”.
He was so cute when he ate that I took out my cell phone and took a video.
“Because there was no camera.”
It’s a video that’s less than two minutes old.
It was really unimaginable at the time of filming.
The short video will have a lot of views.
Apart from that, the train was a very special place for me.
“I remember every single one of them.”
It was so fun that each scene came to mind clearly.
From before and after boarding the train, people saw Yeondoo and responded.
I smiled and asked Yeondoo sitting next to me.
“Do you remember Yeondoo?”
Yeondoo looking at me with a vague expression.
It was natural to be confused because I asked without a subject.
This time, I asked the question with the exact subject.
“When I first got on the train with my dad.” memory
Do you want me to do it?
In this way, it seems like a very long time has passed, but it was not at all.
Yeonduin who remembers the first meeting vividly.
But there’s no way you can’t remember this.
As expected, Yeondoo replied with a nod.
“Yes, I remember…”
“What kind of clothes did Yeondoo wear?”
“Light green dress!”
I pretended not to know, but you even remembered the outfit exactly.
This wasn’t the end. Yeondoo continued to speak.
“My dad dressed me in the bathroom…”
“Do you remember that?”
“Yes… Since my dad told Yeondoo that she looks like a princess…”
She says that and smiles brightly.
I remember all the scenes, but honestly, I was a little surprised.
I didn’t know you’d remember this in detail.
It was Yeondoo who even hugged me and showed me the mirror.
Maybe you remember it more accurately than I do.
I might have one.
I smiled and opened my mouth.
“Now Yeondoo is more like a princess than before.”
“Of course, it’s true.”
Yeondoo, who was smiling, did not lose and returned the horse.
“Dad, you’re a prince, too!”
If you think about it, it’s more like a king than a prince.
I feel good, so I decided not to correct it.
By the way, I could feel the eyes here and there from before.
It wasn’t an illusion. It’s been like that since I got on the train.
Before boarding, there were people who recognized Yeondoo.
“That’s going to be too much.”
Unlike in the beginning, this time, filming seemed too much.
But it didn’t matter at all. I didn’t mean to film it in the first place.
The second train was intended to enjoy their own time.
Then Yeondoo opened her mouth small.
“Aren’t you going to drink honey today?”
It was the moment when I tried to answer ‘well’.
The train’s end door opened.
2 2 22.
A familiar carrier appeared far away.
The original “Real Honey Drink” appeared.
As time passed, Yeondoo got off the train.
It was a long time, but it didn’t feel that long.
Because I lost track of time and started talking.
“Hello. See you again.”
A blunt man who picked us up when he first came.
Today, at the request of my grandmother, I came to pick up.
The tone was still hard, but it was not as awkward as before.
“Because I saw that.”
It was the age when I saw the corners of my mouth rising when Yeondoo said hello before.
Of course, it was an exceptional situation, and he was a man who usually kept a poker face.
The uncle replied to me with no expression.
“I see. Let’s get in.”
“Thank you for picking me up.”
Yeon-du then greeted politely.
“Thank you, mister!”
Look at this. I just wriggled again. If you look closely, it was the corner of the mouth of the uncle who responded to Yeondoo’s words.
I got into the car smiling.
| The car started and the man opened his mouth.
“The baby got prettier.”
Just because he/she speaks bluntly, he/she did not keep his/her mouth shut.
It was awkward then, but there were quite a lot of conversations.
I learned something from the conversation.
That my grandmother adored me.
The fact that he carried me on his back as a newborn baby.
Honestly, it was a truth that was hard to imagine for me.
If this man hadn’t told me, I might have never known.
Recalling the fact again, I replied.
“Is that so?”
“Yes. I remember being pretty but skinny back then.”
“I think I gained weight.”
“Haha, Yeondoo eats well these days”.
Yeondoo sitting next to us in our conversation.
My cheeks turned red.
It was Yeondoo who was shy when she was told that she had gained weight.
That doesn’t mean I gained weight.
I smiled and stroked Yeondoo’s head.
Then he said to the driver.
“I have something to thank you for.”
These days, people call me “hyung-nim”.
I have more friends.
So I decided to call it that.
It looks like you’re about 10 years younger than me.
If it’s that much, there won’t be a big sense of incompatibility even if you call me brother.
“I don’t think you had any contact with me. “Do you have anything to say thank you to?”
I answered jokingly. To the point where you say these playful things…
It meant that anger was not awkward.
“You told me that. My grandmother really liked me. My grandmother gets speechless when I say that.
The man spoke out an onomatopoeia and said.
“Your back still hurts after getting hit.” What do you mean right? “Can’t you tell your grandmother?
“It’s true, but it’s a joke, so don’t misunderstand.”
As expected, even in the countryside, grandmothers are not much different.
You can’t do that to me only me.
I couldn’t imagine this blunt brother getting hit on his back.
Since then, I have had conversations with my uncle.
In the meantime, we got to know each other’s names.
That was his name. I’ve already arrived at my destination.
“I want to ask you something”.
“You said you remember my parents, right?”
“It’s blurry, but I remember it.” I remember my mom in many ways.
“… What kind of person did you see?”
It was a story of my mom that I heard a lot from my dad.
It was an angel-like person. She was prettier than anyone else. back
“Well, the latter is…”
I was convinced right after seeing the picture.
I was surprised that my mom was so pretty.
So I was curious. Not my dad, but my…
What did my mother look like when the three of them saw her?
“It was when I was about 10 years old. I ran into my mother while walking in the neighborhood. He greeted me first.”
“Oh, then it wasn’t just a look.”
Yoo Dong-gil nodded and answered.
“At that time, I couldn’t say hello and froze.”
“Yes. I’ve never seen such a pretty person in my life in the countryside.” In addition, his voice was so thin that he seemed to live in a different world from me.”
It was fun thinking about the scene. Thinking that an innocent little country boy would have frozen while walking on the street. While laughing like that, Yoo Dong-gil continued to talk.
“It’s blurry, but I feel something from the perspective of seeing both my mother and father.”
“What is it?”
“Joo Won, you look a lot like your mother.”
After thinking for a while, I could see what it meant.
To praise my mother’s appearance and then say that I and my mother look alike.
It was an obvious compliment to anyone’s eyes.
“I don’t have memories of my mom.”
It was clear that it was a compliment that sounded very good.
I smiled and said toward Yoo Dong-gil.
“Thank you, brother.”
“We’re almost there.”
I could see an awkward expression. Unexpectedly, it was Dong-sol, who had a cute side.
As I got out of the car, I saw a familiar landscape.
The season is different from the last time I came here.
I did have teeth though.
“As expected, it’s colder in the countryside.”
Compared to Seoul, the air felt colder.
However, it was so refreshing that it was incomparable to Seoul Air.
It feels like my whole body is cooling down just by breathing in once.
Perhaps the same goes for Yeondoo, but she breathed in the air to the fullest.
“Do you feel good, Yeondoo?”
“It’s not good.”
Oh my gosh. When I looked next to me, my maternal grandmother was looking at us, was looking at us.
I shook my head and muttered for no reason.
“You don’t greet me kindly once. Once.”
“What are you whining about alone?” You little brat!
As expected, Yeondoo in anger appeared at the grandmother’s words.
“I’m the only one who doesn’t say anything”. “What? Bad words?”
Yeondoo who is angry once and hides behind me.
The funny thing about these two was always like this. When they are apart, they want to see each other, but when they meet, they catch fire.
Meanwhile, there was an alienated person in our reunion.
“Then I’ll get going, grandma. If there’s anything I can help you with, please let me know.”
Yoo Dong-gil greeted me and Yeondoo and left.
Grandma looked at us and said.
“What are you doing standing up?” It didn’t come.”
“I’m going now.”
I held Yeondoo’s hand and followed her.
On the move, I asked.
“Where are you going, grandma?”
“Be quiet and follow me.”
“Did you grow cabbage yourself?”
“Say one more thing.”
“How much kimchi do you make?”
I closed my mouth tightly thinking that it might make me, not kimchi.
Soon after, my grandmother’s footsteps stopped.
At the same time, a shocking scene caught my eye.
“What’s all this?”
“What do you mean? It’s cabbage.”
“You put in this much?”
I’m not kidding, but there were piles of cabbages.
I think I can put a lot. I thought about it, but I didn’t know it would be this bad.
My grandmother replied, kicking her tongue.
“It’s not that long.”
“How many heads are these?”
“About 60 heads.”
It felt small in numbers.
The problem is that it looks ridiculously many.
“If you put all of this in, it’s possible to eat it.”
“In the past, I used to make 300 cabbages.”
It’s the famous latte speech method.
By the way, 300 cabbages is five times the amount.
I naturally asked you a question.
“Then will grandmother lie?” For someone’s good.”
It’s hard to make kimchi.
It feels like you’re hiding something when you don’t answer directly.
But honestly, it doesn’t make sense.”
It didn’t make sense to put all three of these in.
Whether or not, the grandmother pretended not to know.
“What are those rat-drop shoes?”
“Puss in Boots.”
“Not with that.”
With that said, the grandmother popped out the envelope that was placed next to her.
Inside, there were fur boots that looked warm.
When I tried it on, it fit perfectly.
Yeondoo liked it, too.
I asked with a little surprised look.
“You didn’t prepare it for today?
It’s obvious that you prepared it, but…
I decided to pretend I didn’
Yeondoo answered with a clear smile.
“Thank you, grandma!”
“Hmph. I’m going to get all the money for my shoes, so I know!”
The problem is that the word was too difficult for Yeondoo to understand.
Subsequently, the grandmother handed over items for making kimchi.
They were aprons and rubber gloves.
“Come here, Yeondoo.”
I put an apron around Yeondoo and put on rubber gloves.
In an instant, a new style was completed. With a fur hat on, it was a perfect kimchi look.
“The nuance is kind of funny. Kimchi-making look.
I couldn’t miss this look, so I quickly took out the camera.
With one picture left, I changed into a kimchi look.
Then he looked at his grandmother and said.
“What should I do now?”
“It’s pickled cabbage, so soak it in water and take it out.”
It doesn’t just have to be seasoned.
I think that’ll take a lot of time.
“There’s nothing I can do.”
As long as I came to do it, I had no choice but to do it.
Meanwhile, Yeondoo was very excited by touching the cabbage.
I don’t think I have a clue about this amount yet.
Even after a little while, I would naturally know.
Grandmother wearing a kimchi look. That’s how kimchi began.
Yeondoo lifted the cabbage as hard as she could and put it in the water. It felt like I was almost missing it.
“Dad, do you do this to me?”
“Yes. You can wash it in the water like this.”
The three of us washed the cabbages.
I started. As expected, the quantity was enormous.
“Will I be able to finish it within today?”
It was when I had such a vague thought. I turned my head because I felt like I could hear footsteps.
At the same time, a tremendous sense of relief spread through my expression.
I was sure when I saw the rubber gloves in my hands. That I’m a supporter.
I couldn’t be this reliable.
“As expected, you’re mischievous.”
It was clear that he didn’t talk on purpose. And I saw another welcome face.
A kid who walks in a crowd. It was Oh Seon-dong, a potato boy.
I Become a Doting Father chapter 180