“thank you.”
“Thank you… … “Get money for their food.”
At Lim Bong-soon’s loud voice, Park Joo-hwan shouted as if he felt unfair.
“I dug all that land… … .”
“Dig a little land, eat precious food, and pay money!”
Park Ju-hwan looked down at his meal sullenly. It’s unfair, but the rice was delicious. As I quickly scooped up rice and put it in my mouth, Namgoonghyuk also ate makgeolli and snacks.
Eun-yul sat across from Kang Ha-jun.
“rice is?”
Kang Ha-jun asked because there was no food in front of Eun-yul. I was ready to go and scoop it up if Eunyul told me to.
“I will eat it myself.”
Eun-yul told him not to worry about her, took out chopsticks, picked up a thick piece of braised ribs, and placed it on Kang Ha-jun’s rice.
Kang Ha-jun, who could not take his eyes off Eun-yul from the moment his chopsticks held the braised ribs, looked at his bowl.
“this… … .”
“There is no other meaning. You said you would pay for breakfast. “I only gave it to you because I made braised ribs.”
Eunyul acted like it was no big deal.
“I am. I’ve lived like this until now. “When I received help from someone, I paid it back more than that. If I couldn’t repay it, I didn’t accept help.”
“… … .”
“Because that’s how I become confident. “I wasn’t embarrassed by Haneul because I didn’t use the excuse of being alone to lean on others and cause trouble.”
Eunyul’s calm words contained the time he spent raising Haneul.
“If grandma hears this, she’ll laugh at me.”
Eunyul said to herself and laughed self-deprecatingly.
“So don’t try to do something unilaterally for me.”
As Kang Ha-jun was just looking at the braised ribs, Eun-yul urged him on.
“eat. If you boil it for a long time, it will be soft. Don’t you like braised ribs? This is Haneul’s favorite, but is this the only one that has different tastes? … .”
“i like you.”
As Eunyul tilted her head as if it was strange, Kang Hajun ate a spoonful of rice and ribs.
“I eat other things too. Would you like to try pumpkin pancake?”
Before Eunyul could answer, he put it on top of his rice. Park Joo-hwan muttered after seeing that.
“It’s love to serve side dishes… … .”
* * *
Kang Ha-jun was embarrassed when Eun-yul put meat on top of his rice. The Seong Eun-yul I watched recently wasn’t the kind of person who would be more friendly than that, even if I told him I cooked it myself.
Only one person has ever done this for me.
〈Hajun, let’s eat a lot. You have to eat to be able to play comfortably.〉
〈Can I eat and play? Aren’t you studying? My father told me to study.〉
〈Hajun is only 7 years old. You can study when you want to take a break from playing.〉
