0p0 Chapter 158 Have you eaten?
Chapter 158 Have you eaten?
Afterword:
"Honey~"
What's going on with this photo?
Why do you all have such strange expressions except for me?
Deok-sun held up a group photo from many years ago and asked Yoo Seo-woo, who was playing a game on his phone on the sofa.
"Hey~ I'm talking to you~ Did you hear me~"
“One! Two!” Deok-sun threatened.
"Three three three~~ I know~ Ouch~"
"Who knows what they were thinking back then~"
Liu Shuyu was distracted, secretly glancing at his phone.
"No wonder the kid is always playing video games, it must be because you've corrupted him!"
Deok-sun angrily grabbed Liu Shu-yu's hand and bit it hard.
"Ahhh~!!!! Deok-sun~ let go~~ I won't play games anymore~ I really won't play games anymore~ Waaah~~" Liu Shuyu struggled as he looked at Deok-sun, who was about to give up, and cried out in pain.
After being punched a few more times by Deok-sun, Liu Shu-yu finally escaped.
An unknown little child walked over, and I was just about to say a few words of comfort to him...
Liu Shuyu looked at the child and said, "Mommy hit me again just now, Daddy will come and hit you later~"
child:..........
Meow~ ...
Hospital Reception
"Thank you for your hard work~"
"Hmm~"
"Dad's okay~"
"I'm doing great~ The aunties come to see me every day~"
"Are the others alright?"
"Hehe~ That's good~ Thanks to them~"
"Take a good rest tomorrow~"
"Oh? Are you going out with Shuyu and the others this afternoon?"
"Alright, then get some rest tonight~"
"Oh? Hospital food? The aunties often bring it over~ Don't worry~"
You should eat well too!
"Oh! Shuyu and the others bring you so much every day!"
"Hehe~ That's good, that's good~"
"Alright, don't worry about Dad~"
One person was standing at the hotel reception desk, and the other was standing at the hospital reception desk.
The two seemed to have endless things to talk about.
But it's always the same old stuff.
Did you eat well?
Did you sleep well?
How are you feeling?
The father and son, living in two different countries, only had these everyday concerns to share.
Nothing different from usual, it just slipped out.
Because I've said the same thing countless times already~
There's still so much to say...
.........
After finishing his phone call, Cui Wusheng returned to his room with the IV drip.
Pushing open the door, I saw that Sun-young had already placed the small table at the foot of the bed.
There was a large plate of crucian carp cakes on the table.
He quietly looked at Sun-young, took out a cup, poured water for her, and put it away.
Cui Wusheng felt a pang of unease. On the surface, she remained as composed as ever, bearing so much without uttering a word, simply because she didn't want to trouble him...
"People in Gangnam District are all so stingy~"
"Even the crucian carp cakes are this flat!"
Choi Moo-sung silently sat back on the bed, watching Seon-young pick up a crucian carp cake, take a bite, and then happily share her feelings with him.
"Why are you staring at me?" Sun-young finally sensed his odd behavior and asked, "Is there something on my face?"
“Sun-young…” Choi Moo-sung called softly.
"Why...didn't you tell me?"
"Did my brother tell you?" Sun-young pursed her lips, already guessing the reason for his sudden change of attitude.
"Hey! I'm practically your older brother now, we see each other all the time!"
Do I have to get all the information about you from Tae-young?
"Is there anything you can't tell me?"
Cui Wusheng looked at her, puzzled.
"Sigh~ Brother, it's because I feel...too embarrassing..." Sunyoung lowered her head, somewhat reluctant to speak.
"What nonsense are you talking about! What a disgrace!"
"I'm your brother too!"
"When would it be embarrassing to tell your brother these things?"
"Look at me, I'm in this state, and you still have to come and take care of me every day. Don't I feel ashamed at all!"
Choi Moo-sung kept talking, but Sun-young lowered her head. Even at her age, she was once again like a child, looking down and at a loss.
“Sun-young…” Choi Moo-seong softened his tone as he looked at her silent.
"When you're alive, you sometimes have to owe favors to others and trouble them."
"Others live like this too."
"Don't keep things bottled up inside and try to tough it out."
Choi Moo-sung's soft words made Sun-young blink twice more, afraid that her tears would fall.
"I just wanted everyone to see that I'm doing well..."
Sun-young knew that everyone wanted to help her, but she didn't want to trouble them or cause them any more trouble.
I've received a lot of help from the women in the alley, so I really don't know how to ask my older brother for money again.
He hesitated even more about the money Liu Shuyu offered, and hasn't dared to tell anyone else yet.
"What did you say!"
"You've already worked very hard and are living a very good life!"
“Look at Sunwoo and Pearl, you’ve raised them both very well.”
"To be able to live a good life and raise children well."
"You're a good enough mother, Sun-young!"
Choi Moo-sung listed Sun-young's good points one by one, afraid that she would fall back into that somewhat inferior feeling.
Being afraid to bother others is also a manifestation of low self-esteem...
"And...you're also willing to take care of me, your fellow villager."
“Sunyoung...if you hadn’t asked me to come to Seoul back then.”
"I reckon I haven't gotten over Aze's mother yet; I'm still grieving..."
"Back then, I spent my days drinking heavily."
"Brother, I should be the one thanking you."
"Thank you for inviting me to Seoul."
"Thank you for taking care of Aze."
After saying so much, Choi Moo-sung's last two "thank yous" finally made Sun-young raise her head shyly.
"Oh, no need to thank me~"
"Brother...sigh~"
Sun-young thought of those times and couldn't help but sigh.
........
Autumn 1977, Bonghung-dong, Gimhae City, Gyeongnam.
"Dingling bell~"
A phone call startled Cui Wusheng awake from his sleep. With his hair in a mess, he groggily picked up the phone.
"Hello...."
"Oh, it's Sunyoung."
"Seoul is so far away, what are you going there for?"
"I'll just stay here..."
Choi Moo-sung said to Seon-young on the other end of the phone.
“Brother, you should come to Seoul. Staying there and watching Min-jung unnie pass away will only make you sad.”
“And so is Taek; growing up in Seoul is better for him too.”
"Why don't you move to the neighborhood near us? The neighbors are all very kind and friendly!"
"Bring your child, come over here!"
"People have to live their lives! How long are you going to keep reminiscing about Min-jung, who passed away?"
"Bring the children over quickly!"
So, at Shan Ying's urging, a truck took him and A Ze to Phoenix Hall Alley.
Watching his father bustling in and out moving things, Aze squatted blankly in the corner outside the door.
"You must be Taek?" The young Sunyoung, with her hair tied up, looked down at Taek and gave him a kind smile.
Wow! You're so handsome!
"He doesn't look like his dad at all!"
"Let's go~"
Let's go to Auntie's for dinner!
Aze lost his mother, and his father was consumed by alcoholism after losing his lover.
A-Ze, who was already somewhat introverted, smiled again when he met the enthusiastic Sun-Young.
"Let's go~ hurry up~ come on~" Sunyoung stretched out her hand and handed it to little Taek.
Taek reached out his little hand, and Sunyoung gently took it.
Outside the alley, Ah-Ze, holding Shan-Ying's hand, was once again taken home by "Mom" for dinner...